<?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-4958107142911889524</id><updated>2012-01-17T21:58:41.349-08:00</updated><category term='Easter pics'/><category term='Paint projects'/><category term='soccer season 14'/><category term='Sprinkler park'/><category term='Projects that are never done'/><category term='Bag tag'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='Longhorn loss'/><category term='Missing in Action'/><category term='Pumpkin Pickin'/><category term='Family Reunion'/><category term='Fake fall'/><category term='Chloe Update'/><category term='Messy fun'/><category term='Bad hair day'/><category term='Beach 2008'/><category term='Mia and Mallory BFF'/><category term='Mallory  kinder program'/><category term='We love Austin'/><category term='Summer Fun'/><category term='Tulips for me'/><category term='Finished Table'/><category term='Scanner'/><category term='Shoes again'/><category term='team edward'/><category term='Lunch for Two'/><category term='List for a Good Week'/><category term='Mia&apos;s party at Nana&apos;s'/><category term='Too Much Time'/><category term='Dresser and living room'/><category term='Dana fishing'/><category term='Mallory celebration'/><category term='Dream Bag'/><category term='san diego'/><category term='Summer Week One'/><category term='Aprons'/><category term='Kitchen'/><category term='Valentines Day'/><category term='Pretty for twenty minutes'/><category term='Lotion'/><category term='Final Beach Pics'/><category term='Air show'/><category term='cheap curtains'/><category term='Model Shoot'/><category term='Mallory pre-k'/><category term='Galveston Trip'/><category term='Princess Party'/><category term='Hurricane Ike'/><category term='Mia night fun'/><category term='Uncle John'/><category term='Entertaining kids'/><category term='Georgetown'/><category term='Beach two'/><category term='Prom 2010'/><category term='Painting in Pink'/><category term='Nerf Gun Party'/><category term='Beach day'/><category term='Chloe&apos;s Dance'/><category term='Edward Cullen + Julie = Love'/><category term='Cole + guns + Obsession'/><category term='Pink room Done'/><category term='Table'/><category term='easter hunting'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='New computer'/><category term='Gracie'/><category term='Mia&apos;s Memory Lane'/><category term='I Need To Miss You'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Thankgiving'/><category term='Fall is coming'/><category term='Mia Pia'/><category term='Christmas Decorations'/><category term='Mia on her own'/><category term='Combo party'/><category term='Addictions'/><category term='House projects'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>The Tucker Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things-
Robert Brault</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8056569643814902300</id><published>2012-01-17T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:58:41.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thFXpLmE-lE/TxZdG4L2bDI/AAAAAAAABRI/58k1EDodgl8/s1600/ice%2Bskating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698844751226629170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thFXpLmE-lE/TxZdG4L2bDI/AAAAAAAABRI/58k1EDodgl8/s400/ice%2Bskating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been quite busy once school started this year.  So when Christmas came we were all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; to take a break from activities and just have some fun.  We went ice skating in Austin but it was so warm there was water everywhere!  But the kids loved it and they were actually all good skaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpQKOB0HinE/TxZdGnI6vBI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OP-07uVwt4U/s1600/coles%2Bfield%2Btrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698844746650926098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpQKOB0HinE/TxZdGnI6vBI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OP-07uVwt4U/s400/coles%2Bfield%2Btrip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole had a field trip in the fall to a farm in our area that preserved homes of original settlers.  I went and "got" to dress up as a pioneer and show part of the home.  Cole said it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y9kfcCzSNBs/TxZdGcthJBI/AAAAAAAABQw/xpDzTv3i6UA/s1600/Chloe%2Bsenior%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698844743851648018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y9kfcCzSNBs/TxZdGcthJBI/AAAAAAAABQw/xpDzTv3i6UA/s400/Chloe%2Bsenior%2Bpic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe took her senior pictures right when school was starting and of course they turned out amazing.  She has really grown up and we are looking forward to the next chapter for Chloe.  She has committed to Southern Utah University for the fall and is very excited to leave high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPb8nLg_-k4/TxZdGCrULzI/AAAAAAAABQk/wCgoLuA6XHQ/s1600/Mia%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bkinder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698844736863088434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPb8nLg_-k4/TxZdGCrULzI/AAAAAAAABQk/wCgoLuA6XHQ/s400/Mia%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bkinder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mia's first day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;.  She was so excited to finally join her big sister and brother at school.  She loves school and spends large &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quantities&lt;/span&gt; of time re-telling and re-teaching me everything she learns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8056569643814902300?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8056569643814902300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8056569643814902300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8056569643814902300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8056569643814902300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/catching-up-part-2.html' title='Catching up Part 2'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thFXpLmE-lE/TxZdG4L2bDI/AAAAAAAABRI/58k1EDodgl8/s72-c/ice%2Bskating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3187348753548587761</id><published>2012-01-17T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:43:11.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?? Anyone there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqqaXp2ES1U/TxZY7lj5J0I/AAAAAAAABQY/yNWk3ittIAY/s1600/Julie%2Bat%2BIn%2Band%2BOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698840159202125634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqqaXp2ES1U/TxZY7lj5J0I/AAAAAAAABQY/yNWk3ittIAY/s400/Julie%2Bat%2BIn%2Band%2BOut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so embarrassed about my lack of posts and I have many excuses but I will spare those boring details and catch up!  Last summer we went to Frisco to visit my brother John and his sweet family.  One day we took all the kiddos on a field trip to In and Out Burger.  I had never been and I must admit the burgers were divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFaiYuhYRm0/TxZY7PANNRI/AAAAAAAABQM/2BEnXTp8bZA/s1600/Mallory%2Band%2Bdana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698840153146864914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFaiYuhYRm0/TxZY7PANNRI/AAAAAAAABQM/2BEnXTp8bZA/s400/Mallory%2Band%2Bdana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids had a week end trip planned to Dana's dad and Meme's but Mallory was sick and couldn't make the trip.  So me and Dana took her to Galveston(still sick) and she had a great day with us all to herself.  Playing on the beach, lunch, a carriage ride and a ride in our neighbors Jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScU2lbfvlKU/TxZY6yGAUyI/AAAAAAAABQA/d82kX1qiZuY/s1600/Mia%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bblocks%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 291px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698840145386558242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScU2lbfvlKU/TxZY6yGAUyI/AAAAAAAABQA/d82kX1qiZuY/s400/Mia%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bblocks%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beginning of the summer was A. Lot. Of. Swim.Team.  Dana is the President.  Chloe is an assistant coach.  All three little kids swim. And I run around like a chicken with my head cut off!  But it is fun and the kids love it.  And we love it to.(when it's over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKkRouc5qxs/TxZY6CIgc6I/AAAAAAAABP0/QtoRKMWRbbk/s1600/Mallory%2B%2526%2BNicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698840132512150434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKkRouc5qxs/TxZY6CIgc6I/AAAAAAAABP0/QtoRKMWRbbk/s400/Mallory%2B%2526%2BNicole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In July we went to Austin for a Merris Reunion.  We had fun swimming and boating on the lake.  The house was awesome that we stayed in and the cousins had so much fun.  This is my sister Nicole and my Mallory.  Obviously they look alike.  Mallory is my only one that looks like my side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPQ_LIzxwYM/TxZY6KEwHiI/AAAAAAAABPo/Hvw7hjDKNZ8/s1600/reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698840134643883554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPQ_LIzxwYM/TxZY6KEwHiI/AAAAAAAABPo/Hvw7hjDKNZ8/s400/reunion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory, Mia, JJ and Callie just chill en.  They had a blast together.  Well that was a small recap of the summer.  We actually had so much fun, spent a lot of time at Splashtown, the pool, and really enjoying our lazy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3187348753548587761?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3187348753548587761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3187348753548587761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3187348753548587761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3187348753548587761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-anyone-there.html' title='Hello?? Anyone there?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqqaXp2ES1U/TxZY7lj5J0I/AAAAAAAABQY/yNWk3ittIAY/s72-c/Julie%2Bat%2BIn%2Band%2BOut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5905592932835622180</id><published>2011-06-14T06:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T12:27:35.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does All the Time Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiWVgNZ2kfY/TfdsitSqm2I/AAAAAAAABPg/0lrEgzuCZLA/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618078403697220450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiWVgNZ2kfY/TfdsitSqm2I/AAAAAAAABPg/0lrEgzuCZLA/s400/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                   Mia all smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--dpfKLawAlk/TfdowChmt0I/AAAAAAAABPY/m1CYPJfj7-I/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever got a daughter all ready for prom?  It is about a 3-4 month  process.  Kinda fun, kinda stressful.  But she is your oldest and its all exciting. And then the big day arrives and she looks so beautiful and you can't believe she is old enough to go to prom. And then 4 days later you watch another daughter graduate from Pre School.  That's crazy right?  And this daughter is your youngest and all I can think of is where has all the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olrlWm8yBzE/TfdovwvvrYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/0UqOXDHe8Dg/s1600/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618074229916282242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olrlWm8yBzE/TfdovwvvrYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/0UqOXDHe8Dg/s400/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                        Big Moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCUUms6pEU8/TfdovbvJgAI/AAAAAAAABPI/pR6kVfXio64/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618074224276635650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCUUms6pEU8/TfdovbvJgAI/AAAAAAAABPI/pR6kVfXio64/s400/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Chloe torturing her date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeLhl7zZnw0/TfdovJPaD9I/AAAAAAAABPA/fGlGBGkZPcM/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618074219311665106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeLhl7zZnw0/TfdovJPaD9I/AAAAAAAABPA/fGlGBGkZPcM/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Chloe and Skylar and dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZwSjW0xEro/TfdouhqUkHI/AAAAAAAABO4/P_W2_1vxvOY/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618074208687132786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZwSjW0xEro/TfdouhqUkHI/AAAAAAAABO4/P_W2_1vxvOY/s400/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I can't believe one is about to jump out into the world and another is just dipping her toe in. Sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5905592932835622180?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5905592932835622180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5905592932835622180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5905592932835622180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5905592932835622180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-does-all-time-go.html' title='Where Does All the Time Go?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiWVgNZ2kfY/TfdsitSqm2I/AAAAAAAABPg/0lrEgzuCZLA/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8971030775045178386</id><published>2011-01-27T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T05:35:51.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><title type='text'>New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The morning after Thanksgiving me and Chloe headed to New York City for a girls trip. My sister in law Cindy, my mom Cathy and one of my sisters Jessica all went. We stayed in a 2 bedroom apartment 4 long blocks from Time Square. We had an amazing time. But don't worry, I didn't bring the camera! So the pics are from the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBgP_7II/AAAAAAAABOk/cMXJVJj6DNw/s1600/New%2BYork%2BBuilding.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566978030359800962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBgP_7II/AAAAAAAABOk/cMXJVJj6DNw/s400/New%2BYork%2BBuilding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Chloe and I LOVED all the cool buildings and neighborhoods. This building was across the street from Bryant Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBc7CFTI/AAAAAAAABOc/db2AzZu0hWo/s1600/Chloe%2Bat%2BBryant%2Bpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566978029466555698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBc7CFTI/AAAAAAAABOc/db2AzZu0hWo/s400/Chloe%2Bat%2BBryant%2Bpark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We happened upon Bryant Park on accident and it was all done up for the holidays. There were vendors and even ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;So NYC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBcRvl-I/AAAAAAAABOU/LoR9T9eqHdA/s1600/chloe%2Band%2BCindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566978029293377506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBcRvl-I/AAAAAAAABOU/LoR9T9eqHdA/s400/chloe%2Band%2BCindy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We did eat Very well, and I mean good food, not healthy food! But we did walk everywhere so that helps the good food stay off our bodies! Here is Chloe and Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBKphImI/AAAAAAAABOM/CG2Dnidy7Z0/s1600/New%2BYork.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566978024561255010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBKphImI/AAAAAAAABOM/CG2Dnidy7Z0/s400/New%2BYork.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Wish this pic was better. We saw The Lion King, The Rocket's and Billy Elliot. All the shows were awesome. We went shopping, drove by Central Park on the way to eat at Serendipity. Which was amazing. We bought purses from street vendors and thought we might never be seen again as we followed him up a secret staircase. But we bought Louie and Chanel and Juicey. So totally worth almost dying! What an amazing trip we had! Thanks Mom for the theater tickets and the apartment! Best Christmas present Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8971030775045178386?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8971030775045178386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8971030775045178386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8971030775045178386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8971030775045178386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-york-city.html' title='New York City'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TUHhBgP_7II/AAAAAAAABOk/cMXJVJj6DNw/s72-c/New%2BYork%2BBuilding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7001164921389107694</id><published>2010-12-13T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:17:23.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Decor 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbsNdymsVI/AAAAAAAABN4/Y3_wzhScGig/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550383306860048722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbsNdymsVI/AAAAAAAABN4/Y3_wzhScGig/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbrMEAg1ZI/AAAAAAAABNw/YnL9SW5xsps/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550382183247566226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbrMEAg1ZI/AAAAAAAABNw/YnL9SW5xsps/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I decided to add a little cheer to my room. Mainly because of this lil pillow!  I loved making it and I love looking at it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbojc_-heI/AAAAAAAABNg/bvIJONFV6d4/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550379286558311906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbojc_-heI/AAAAAAAABNg/bvIJONFV6d4/s400/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front table is holding my small collection of snowmen. I like to clump decorations rather than spread them out over the house, it has a bigger impact I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbojIHVwgI/AAAAAAAABNY/6MI_CHf6qI8/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550379280952050178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbojIHVwgI/AAAAAAAABNY/6MI_CHf6qI8/s400/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to put out my Christmas china this year. I even bought my first cloth napkins! The plates have pine cones on them so the jar seemed to beg for pine cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQboiLyTp_I/AAAAAAAABNI/pNp63Az3aBw/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550379264757704690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQboiLyTp_I/AAAAAAAABNI/pNp63Az3aBw/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy and treats, although they have been eaten quite a bit. Need to refill ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbohyiaTsI/AAAAAAAABNA/6EJGLPQMySg/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550379257980145346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbohyiaTsI/AAAAAAAABNA/6EJGLPQMySg/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this candy cake stand. Its all about peppermint this year in the kitchen and on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnGFD_ICI/AAAAAAAABM4/jpJ1xbMh1qQ/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550377682404843554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnGFD_ICI/AAAAAAAABM4/jpJ1xbMh1qQ/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This snowman didn't really go with the others so he got his own spot on the coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFna0YnI/AAAAAAAABMw/rTB6a44FhqY/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550377674447544946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFna0YnI/AAAAAAAABMw/rTB6a44FhqY/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said, it's all about the peppermint this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFfmMsAI/AAAAAAAABMo/Ls1kT1cAKug/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550377672347791362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFfmMsAI/AAAAAAAABMo/Ls1kT1cAKug/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dana's grandmother Karen makes this most amazing ornaments for the kids. Yes, she sewed this Santa herself! I am not going to want to let my kids take these when they grow up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFK4pODI/AAAAAAAABMg/mh4VY2CVmxk/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550377666788014130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnFK4pODI/AAAAAAAABMg/mh4VY2CVmxk/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the best picture of the tree. But you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnEwLFEGI/AAAAAAAABMY/5mSLE7rD-zI/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550377659617579106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbnEwLFEGI/AAAAAAAABMY/5mSLE7rD-zI/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mantle was tricky. I didn't do the traditional garland this year. My tree is right next to the mantle so I went with something more simple.  All in all, I just love Christmas decor.  I am still making a few more things for this year because I just can't stop myself. And when it all must come down, I do get a little sad. So I enjoy every minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7001164921389107694?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7001164921389107694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7001164921389107694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7001164921389107694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7001164921389107694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-decor-2010.html' title='Christmas Decor 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TQbsNdymsVI/AAAAAAAABN4/Y3_wzhScGig/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6099221315560605671</id><published>2010-10-07T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:54:02.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE FALL &amp; HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Favorite time of year hands down!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And I live in Texas where fall is maybe a week long. But decorating fall is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZaoLj5RI/AAAAAAAABLw/j_mLzi95vSQ/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381738083378450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZaoLj5RI/AAAAAAAABLw/j_mLzi95vSQ/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a look at my candy bar. I have been planning one for Christmas all year but decided to practice now. Love the labels. 1.99 at Michael's. Martha is so clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZaMnhRPI/AAAAAAAABLo/e1qIxWYs2TM/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381730684454130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZaMnhRPI/AAAAAAAABLo/e1qIxWYs2TM/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All her glory. Decorations are always a her. How about those little ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZ1Ae2-I/AAAAAAAABLg/jhCM-iVyQBg/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381724346702818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZ1Ae2-I/AAAAAAAABLg/jhCM-iVyQBg/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sign I picked up in Canton last week. It was the glitter that got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZlf4b1I/AAAAAAAABLY/gSqlDL0yHck/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381720183435090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZlf4b1I/AAAAAAAABLY/gSqlDL0yHck/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fav halloween craft. Painted book and glitter paper run thru the Cricut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZSUPMAI/AAAAAAAABLQ/knFHtfrQy9o/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381715034320898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZZSUPMAI/AAAAAAAABLQ/knFHtfrQy9o/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love all the black this year. Makes me feel all creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6099221315560605671?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6099221315560605671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6099221315560605671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6099221315560605671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6099221315560605671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-fall-halloween.html' title='I LOVE FALL &amp; HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4ZaoLj5RI/AAAAAAAABLw/j_mLzi95vSQ/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7005564609408067756</id><published>2010-10-07T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:36:43.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Firsts</title><content type='html'>So the past month and a h&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alf&lt;/span&gt; has been packed full of new firsts. I knew the new little moments were coming and let's be honest, I was a little giddy. So here are just a few of our new Firsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia is on her First team. The Tigers. We were feeling really good about it because the color was right...can't go wrong with orange people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U76_l3MI/AAAAAAAABLI/bPyOG5yfGb0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525376812510993602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U76_l3MI/AAAAAAAABLI/bPyOG5yfGb0/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second she was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; dang excited to play. Then came the first practice and I knew this first was not going to be a fond memory someday. Nope. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Turns&lt;/span&gt; out she doesn't like to run because it hurts her legs. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U7m0nJsI/AAAAAAAABLA/U6ilimSAyCY/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525376807096231618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U7m0nJsI/AAAAAAAABLA/U6ilimSAyCY/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And there is the other problem of not really focusing on the task at hand. She looks like this a lot. Unless she is actually laying on the field...while her teammates are running around. Yea, that was a proud moment. Especially since she does have the coolest girl who plays soccer name.(Mia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hamm&lt;/span&gt;.) Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another good first was Mia's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. She was more excited than the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; proves. And she likes going. Although she did mention she thinks the crafts are dumb. Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U7Fi6RSI/AAAAAAAABK4/7nYzSJKCfq4/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525376798163617058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U7Fi6RSI/AAAAAAAABK4/7nYzSJKCfq4/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another big first was having 2 kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;head&lt;/span&gt; out to the bus stop. Cole is in third grade and Mallory is in first. Both like some part of school. We will leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U6mkr2AI/AAAAAAAABKo/NIKabKL8D7I/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525376789849561090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U6mkr2AI/AAAAAAAABKo/NIKabKL8D7I/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So to wrap up our firsts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time to have only one child at home since 2002. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I have 2 kids at one school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time to have 3 morning a week all to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time to volunteer at school on a weekly basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time all 4 of my kids are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;.( Cole wrestling, Chloe soccer, Mallory dance and Mia soccer-sort of)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time to be able to clean my whole house at one time since 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time to have conversations with other parents for more than 10 seconds at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I sat down to read in an empty house and cried. Just a little. Because the firsts can be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;. And feel a little weird. And then you know there are lots more firsts that will make you cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7005564609408067756?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7005564609408067756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7005564609408067756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7005564609408067756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7005564609408067756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-firsts.html' title='New Firsts'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TK4U76_l3MI/AAAAAAAABLI/bPyOG5yfGb0/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2155899609231860062</id><published>2010-08-21T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:15:18.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie Pie Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBO4sM1ayI/AAAAAAAABKA/5YaqJ_8cAQo/s1600/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507989080118749986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBO4sM1ayI/AAAAAAAABKA/5YaqJ_8cAQo/s400/214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe tried out her new curling iron on Mia. Turned out super darling. They did a  little model shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOgz6dgtI/AAAAAAAABJo/LSyRKnE7uj0/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988669872308946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOgz6dgtI/AAAAAAAABJo/LSyRKnE7uj0/s400/198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made the little girls matching dresses in the spring. They were good sports about it. I think they were pretty tight on their arms. But they did look cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOfWzwVHI/AAAAAAAABJg/9udpFVCQCgs/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988644879684722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOfWzwVHI/AAAAAAAABJg/9udpFVCQCgs/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always think about how Mallory and Mia don't look anything alike.  But they are sweet sisters and best friends. I love watching them play and laugh and tell each other everything. So cute. Mia is going to be lost without her saide kick when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOexYT-SI/AAAAAAAABJY/iit9MN1v8TU/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988634832468258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBOexYT-SI/AAAAAAAABJY/iit9MN1v8TU/s400/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2155899609231860062?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2155899609231860062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2155899609231860062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2155899609231860062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2155899609231860062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/cutie-pie-girls.html' title='Cutie Pie Girls'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBO4sM1ayI/AAAAAAAABKA/5YaqJ_8cAQo/s72-c/214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3542438795609535662</id><published>2010-08-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:04:34.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Braunfels 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBMOODrFRI/AAAAAAAABJQ/rOopNqc8NqA/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507986151449498898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBMOODrFRI/AAAAAAAABJQ/rOopNqc8NqA/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids love to go to this shallow area on the river and build a dam. Cole is in charge of this project every year. They work on it each day, several times a day. A man came by and said that his sons did the very project when they were little all the time. He thought it was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJvlp8fuI/AAAAAAAABJI/MPY8-d3PEaI/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507983426184838882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJvlp8fuI/AAAAAAAABJI/MPY8-d3PEaI/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One favorite part of going to the river for the kids is the tire swing and see saw. Who knew these classic and Very Dangerous playground toys would still be so popular. They would play there anytime we were not in the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJuicCXYI/AAAAAAAABJA/E_7CWtVCowk/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507983408141327746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJuicCXYI/AAAAAAAABJA/E_7CWtVCowk/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole looking very guilty and yet super cute. Unfortunately this face has ceased to make me melt anymore. Tried too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJuLjSKeI/AAAAAAAABI4/JRXJEXdiOv0/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507983401997707746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBJuLjSKeI/AAAAAAAABI4/JRXJEXdiOv0/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proof that Dana can relax and not be on the phone with work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't he adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIinAt29I/AAAAAAAABIY/2KQVhjUtTAE/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507982103698856914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIinAt29I/AAAAAAAABIY/2KQVhjUtTAE/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory and her cousin Meghan. They are so cute together. So much alike and yet they get along great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIhjZSOHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/_80WpR7hCyw/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507982085548292210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIhjZSOHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/_80WpR7hCyw/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe took all the kids plus a cousin on the canoe several times. They all thought it was so cool to hang with Chloe. And she is an expert on the canoe. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIhYiWFYI/AAAAAAAABII/e-SYPRMU8Wc/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507982082633504130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBIhYiWFYI/AAAAAAAABII/e-SYPRMU8Wc/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We look forward to hanging out with family, relaxing, eating and enjoying ourselves every Memorial Day and Can't wait til next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3542438795609535662?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3542438795609535662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3542438795609535662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3542438795609535662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3542438795609535662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-braunfels-2010.html' title='New Braunfels 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/THBMOODrFRI/AAAAAAAABJQ/rOopNqc8NqA/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4002694593651904356</id><published>2010-06-05T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:52:13.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerf Gun Party'/><title type='text'>Target Nerf Gun Party</title><content type='html'>For Cole's 8th birthday we had to have a party with nerf guns.  After all, it is his favorite thing to do.  I have to have a theme some how for every party, so I decided to use a target.  Here are the boys getting ready for their first mission. Dana gave them a Harry Potter DVD and told them it was a secret mission. Some boys were the defenders and some boys were trying to get the DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArE353uEGI/AAAAAAAABIA/o7Txm23WFQc/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479408361356005474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArE353uEGI/AAAAAAAABIA/o7Txm23WFQc/s400/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEdbHXdCI/AAAAAAAABH4/2F9rBTdsL7M/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEdFHK4-I/AAAAAAAABHw/YOUanWeBmqk/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479407900517131234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEdFHK4-I/AAAAAAAABHw/YOUanWeBmqk/s400/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the cakes, I made fondant, which was really easy and turned out super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEco1tiLI/AAAAAAAABHo/iOdkf9VQlds/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479407892927711410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEco1tiLI/AAAAAAAABHo/iOdkf9VQlds/s400/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a bad picture of his invites. It was easy with help from the Cricut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEcBAmPVI/AAAAAAAABHg/iUyWvJyZP2w/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479407882235952466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEcBAmPVI/AAAAAAAABHg/iUyWvJyZP2w/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEb5CkDnI/AAAAAAAABHY/fQF9En_XVx0/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479407880096714354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArEb5CkDnI/AAAAAAAABHY/fQF9En_XVx0/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an easy and fun party to do. Only two more kid birthdays this summer. Any ideas for a sweet 16 party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4002694593651904356?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4002694593651904356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4002694593651904356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4002694593651904356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4002694593651904356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/target-nerf-gun-party.html' title='Target Nerf Gun Party'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/TArE353uEGI/AAAAAAAABIA/o7Txm23WFQc/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6427960957226751443</id><published>2010-05-23T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:47:38.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom 2010'/><title type='text'>Prom Night 2010</title><content type='html'>Here are some pics from Chloe's prom.  She got her toes done, nails put on, hair did and pretty much everything that you can think of having done. And she looked Amazing!  I was so excited for her and a little sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXrxZdeJI/AAAAAAAABHI/pzThVqz3zuc/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643969040021650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXrxZdeJI/AAAAAAAABHI/pzThVqz3zuc/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXiEIsPMI/AAAAAAAABHA/Fa8p9hn1C_4/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe and Dana. He acts like he is not interested but he was all about going to take their picture with me and dropping the kids off so it was just us. He said we are for sure old now and I agree.  But this is what you want at the end of the day. Your kids to grow up, be happy and know that you did the best you could so they can have whatever they want out of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXLqsmasI/AAAAAAAABG4/qcnmBDRt0Kk/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643417485437634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXLqsmasI/AAAAAAAABG4/qcnmBDRt0Kk/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris and Chloe looking very mature.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXLXHLEJI/AAAAAAAABGw/ytsAOSwlYII/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643412228182162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXLXHLEJI/AAAAAAAABGw/ytsAOSwlYII/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe and her Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nWAFplvwI/AAAAAAAABGg/pDk6ZGjOUjI/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642119050510082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nWAFplvwI/AAAAAAAABGg/pDk6ZGjOUjI/s400/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were soooo hot the fire department showed up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV_fU1gRI/AAAAAAAABGY/AMRywJSsGYc/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642108762915090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV_fU1gRI/AAAAAAAABGY/AMRywJSsGYc/s400/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe looking beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV_OGQIPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/p1JueEXTqaM/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642104138342642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV_OGQIPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/p1JueEXTqaM/s400/190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe doing her Vogue shoot.  Love love love this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV-haDIpI/AAAAAAAABGI/_e6KnozSFhE/s1600/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642092141781650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV-haDIpI/AAAAAAAABGI/_e6KnozSFhE/s400/183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for their parents to come pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV-Xb9wrI/AAAAAAAABGA/2cCmh83olJw/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642089465463474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nV-Xb9wrI/AAAAAAAABGA/2cCmh83olJw/s400/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing like they are models.  Really they were adorable and had a great night. Dinner at Kirby's, dancing at the prom and a million new memories.  Chris went to church with Chloe today. He seemed scared but i am pretty for sure he would do anything she asked. A few more months and he is off to Syracuse to play soccer(Div I) and Chloe will have lots of time to get amazing grades! It's a win win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6427960957226751443?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6427960957226751443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6427960957226751443' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6427960957226751443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6427960957226751443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/prom-night-2010.html' title='Prom Night 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_nXrxZdeJI/AAAAAAAABHI/pzThVqz3zuc/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2195572108302459380</id><published>2010-05-19T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:35:25.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia&apos;s party at Nana&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Mia's party at Nana's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW7lEpN9I/AAAAAAAABF4/iR8PT1MGe4s/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473095028725856210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW7lEpN9I/AAAAAAAABF4/iR8PT1MGe4s/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New porch swing at Nana's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6yx-suI/AAAAAAAABFw/-Mje4cOAuZg/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473095015225799394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6yx-suI/AAAAAAAABFw/-Mje4cOAuZg/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday cupcakes and cake for Mia. Super yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6uVu1FI/AAAAAAAABFo/-SXt_yjELJs/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473095014033577042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6uVu1FI/AAAAAAAABFo/-SXt_yjELJs/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great tree at Nana's property. I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6EU-Q6I/AAAAAAAABFg/82jvfjmC4h4/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473095002756105122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW6EU-Q6I/AAAAAAAABFg/82jvfjmC4h4/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls following in Nana's footsteps to avoid cactus. I LOVE this picture. Mia following in Mallory's path.  It seems so simple here. Just follow the leader and you can avoid pain.  Think I will frame this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW50FHNYI/AAAAAAAABFY/9SJEraAo-PU/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473094998394615170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW50FHNYI/AAAAAAAABFY/9SJEraAo-PU/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you loving Mia's pearls? She wore these for days. No matter the outfit, the pearls stayed on! You can't help but love a girl with accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2195572108302459380?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2195572108302459380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2195572108302459380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2195572108302459380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2195572108302459380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/mias-party-at-nanas.html' title='Mia&apos;s party at Nana&apos;s'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RW7lEpN9I/AAAAAAAABF4/iR8PT1MGe4s/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4014636624905360049</id><published>2010-05-08T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:19:02.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mallory  kinder program'/><title type='text'>Mallory's Kinder Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RUfuXV_cI/AAAAAAAABFQ/A6_05dTV7g8/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473092351160614338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RUfuXV_cI/AAAAAAAABFQ/A6_05dTV7g8/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RUSOakCMI/AAAAAAAABFI/UDKpt9XcSV0/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473092119245883586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RUSOakCMI/AAAAAAAABFI/UDKpt9XcSV0/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RURmA61lI/AAAAAAAABFA/u3ZOxw_5-lk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory's school had a darling program with costumes, singing and even a small play by the 2nd and 3rd grades. Her school has been a lot of fun and I know she has enjoyed it. I asked her if she was excited school was almost over and she said No. She didn't want to talk about it because she didn't want to cry.  How sweet Mallory is to love her teacher so much. She has already invited her to lunch next year at Kuenhle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4014636624905360049?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4014636624905360049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4014636624905360049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4014636624905360049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4014636624905360049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/mallorys-kinder-program.html' title='Mallory&apos;s Kinder Program'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S_RUfuXV_cI/AAAAAAAABFQ/A6_05dTV7g8/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-302220225940397381</id><published>2010-05-08T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:39:14.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter..What?</title><content type='html'>Clearly Easter has come and gone but I still catching up on my blogging. Looking back, the coolest thing is that I learned to use whiskers to hold the egg while dying. Pretty smart and way easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgI7EZdHI/AAAAAAAABEg/AId9u5jtXCg/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468953397666870386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgI7EZdHI/AAAAAAAABEg/AId9u5jtXCg/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easy way to dye eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgIoiJ5JI/AAAAAAAABEY/_1n4lgHF08c/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468953392691405970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgIoiJ5JI/AAAAAAAABEY/_1n4lgHF08c/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first time to hunt outside for a while.  Last couple years the weather was not cooporating.  I think it was about 7:10 am. Only kids I saw outside was ours. Stinken early birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgIExorZI/AAAAAAAABEQ/7OJlHz92izg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468953383092661650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgIExorZI/AAAAAAAABEQ/7OJlHz92izg/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eatser egg hunt at the neighborhood. Got there 5 minutes after the beginning time and the hunt was Over. Lesson learned. Don't fix their hair if you are running late! But we did get to see the bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgHa23t5I/AAAAAAAABEI/slJbqwaaBfs/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468953371840329618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgHa23t5I/AAAAAAAABEI/slJbqwaaBfs/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The clubhouse was decorated so darling and they had snacks to munch on. Really sweet party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-302220225940397381?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/302220225940397381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=302220225940397381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/302220225940397381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/302220225940397381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/easterwhat.html' title='Easter..What?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S-WgI7EZdHI/AAAAAAAABEg/AId9u5jtXCg/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-53508583226033099</id><published>2010-03-20T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:41:45.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galveston Trip'/><title type='text'>Galveston Trip</title><content type='html'>My brother John and sister in law Cindy came down for a quick visit while John worked here in Houston. We decided to drive down to the beach for a day since it is only a little over an hour away......EXCEPT when it is the Friday at the end of spring break. Then it takes 3 hours with 6 kids in the car(two Illegally), one who was sick with stomach issues, one who is 5 months and hungry but super cute. You get the picture. BUT amazingly, once we got to Galveston, it was fun. The beach was nice, the food was awesome and we even visited an ice cream shop with candies and treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3YTGMjpI/AAAAAAAABCo/7PlPSivoOrU/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450894183328681618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3YTGMjpI/AAAAAAAABCo/7PlPSivoOrU/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cindy, me and Chloe(under the blanket is Mia- so sick. My best mom ever award is in the mail for sure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3XxpwfcI/AAAAAAAABCg/mfiLG-U-rXA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450894174351031746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3XxpwfcI/AAAAAAAABCg/mfiLG-U-rXA/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and Mallory climbing on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3XY-QeuI/AAAAAAAABCY/AQAL2lfo6AA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450894167726127842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3XY-QeuI/AAAAAAAABCY/AQAL2lfo6AA/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory being Mallory. So cute because this is totally her. All the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-53508583226033099?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/53508583226033099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=53508583226033099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/53508583226033099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/53508583226033099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/galveston-trip.html' title='Galveston Trip'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6V3YTGMjpI/AAAAAAAABCo/7PlPSivoOrU/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-589048597263730007</id><published>2010-03-18T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:50:35.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia Pia'/><title type='text'>Mia Pia</title><content type='html'>Mia is growing up and couldn't be happier. She is so enjoyable and entertaining. She Loves the park and could swing for hours. She likes any movie she can talk me into watching and likes to ride her bike with Cole and Mallory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JJvh2ICUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/_Jcn-1Zqltc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449999579959789890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JJvh2ICUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/_Jcn-1Zqltc/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia started gymnastics in January and ask everyday if it is Tuesday. She is learning a lot and now Cole wants to try it too! She is in her bathing suit because it was beach day at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JJSElBKLI/AAAAAAAABCI/SewDb6XUwcc/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449999073887201458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JJSElBKLI/AAAAAAAABCI/SewDb6XUwcc/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing at the park in another highlight. She is fearless and reminds me a lot of Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JI06pGGTI/AAAAAAAABB4/rr33qJLz3S8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449998573003741490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JI06pGGTI/AAAAAAAABB4/rr33qJLz3S8/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all went up to the pool to register for swimteam. There was hot dogs and a bounce house. Pretty much everything a kids could want!  Mia is signed up to swim. She taught herself last summer to swim, so she is ready. Are they ready for her? Hard to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JIz2bsj9I/AAAAAAAABBo/0Hqv3BNVj0g/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449998554693930962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JIz2bsj9I/AAAAAAAABBo/0Hqv3BNVj0g/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JIzh-PBUI/AAAAAAAABBg/f5bGK7D8PuY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-589048597263730007?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/589048597263730007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=589048597263730007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/589048597263730007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/589048597263730007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/mia-pia.html' title='Mia Pia'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JJvh2ICUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/_Jcn-1Zqltc/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2764775011805429103</id><published>2010-03-18T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:34:34.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mallory Cate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JF0Y4TBrI/AAAAAAAABBY/20cfx_PcWuA/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory has been a busy girl. She has been doing awesome in school and is working hard. She loves school, her teacher and all her friends. Girls only. She loves to have play dates but Mia will do in a pinch! Here she is at the petting zoo and she pretty much would have stayed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFz1-1BBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8TVpOf1luYs/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995256037966866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFz1-1BBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8TVpOf1luYs/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her school did a rodeo day and we had to make a pony. Then they had a parade which was too cute. Her pony was pink of coarse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFzsFeZ6I/AAAAAAAABBI/UGGVXDAeUKc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995253381490594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFzsFeZ6I/AAAAAAAABBI/UGGVXDAeUKc/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had to match with pink clothes and she LET me braid her hair since cow girls have braids! She kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFzJjcfbI/AAAAAAAABBA/f025pcHl1ck/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995244111953330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFzJjcfbI/AAAAAAAABBA/f025pcHl1ck/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture pretty much sums Mallory up. Always goofy, a little crazy and sure does not care what you think! She is fun and smart and the most attached to me. She hates when I leave but rarely gives kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFyqTIQvI/AAAAAAAABA4/1bxBoXBGnkc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995235722019570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFyqTIQvI/AAAAAAAABA4/1bxBoXBGnkc/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2764775011805429103?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2764775011805429103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2764775011805429103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2764775011805429103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2764775011805429103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/mallory-cate.html' title='Mallory Cate'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JFz1-1BBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8TVpOf1luYs/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8255895802117053764</id><published>2010-03-18T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:13:13.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole Brandon</title><content type='html'>Here is Cole at the rodeo petting zoo. He was pretty much in heaven. I took him to where all the FFA kids had their animals and explained to him how it worked. He said he would like to raise animals in high school. But he would not be selling them. Maybe sell the milk. Only. And he was sad he couldn't do the mutten busten. Where the kids hold on for dear life to a sheep. So dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBRjzFq2I/AAAAAAAABAw/qdwJVGC9J18/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449990268994825058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBRjzFq2I/AAAAAAAABAw/qdwJVGC9J18/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and is friends Eric and Adam at state wrestling  meet.  This is their mean faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBRIJrCNI/AAAAAAAABAg/ApeMEl15G9A/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449990261573355730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBRIJrCNI/AAAAAAAABAg/ApeMEl15G9A/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seems like wrestling went on FOREVER but Cole learned a lot and I know he is ready for a break. We are super proud of him and think he is pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBQtRj7rI/AAAAAAAABAY/aazgRFpj3Lc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449990254358687410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBQtRj7rI/AAAAAAAABAY/aazgRFpj3Lc/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These boys crack me up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8255895802117053764?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8255895802117053764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8255895802117053764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8255895802117053764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8255895802117053764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/cole-brandon.html' title='Cole Brandon'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6JBRjzFq2I/AAAAAAAABAw/qdwJVGC9J18/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-9083212024959913820</id><published>2010-03-18T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:02:24.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe Update'/><title type='text'>Chloe Update</title><content type='html'>I thought I would do a few updates on what's been happening at our house since I clearly have not been posting. Chloe has been doing a lot of soccer. Two games a week, with lots of practices. So we have been to a lot of games, which the kids think is a time to run wild through the bleachers. Most of the games were soooo dang cold but the last two were really nice. Chloe has done great this season but I think she is glad it is over . So she will have more time. With her BF. Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I9T1OGTNI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gews-Sn_Oz4/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449985909984742610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I9T1OGTNI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gews-Sn_Oz4/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are about to go  to the rodeo in Houston. I can't beleive she came with us. Oh, I remember why she did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7vEaicsI/AAAAAAAABAI/bBpaEWwyyLc/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449984178896663234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7vEaicsI/AAAAAAAABAI/bBpaEWwyyLc/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her boy friend got to come. Christopher and Chloe are making up for 8 weeks of lost time due to Chloes grounding(several factors). So know we can see Chloe at soccer(opps, that's over), at our house with Chris or never. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7uaFdamI/AAAAAAAABAA/SWbMOvoQfBE/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449984167533963874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7uaFdamI/AAAAAAAABAA/SWbMOvoQfBE/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is getting her permit tomorrow(fingers crossed) and already has a car thanks to her Papa Tucker getting a new one. 2005 Subaru. Lucky little thing! And she is going to prom in May. And I can feel my heart breaking just a little bit everyday as she grows up and away. Time goes by too quickly, I find I linger a little longer and listen a bit more to my younger three because I know it is just a blink and they will be gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7tyafi2I/AAAAAAAAA_w/yXHBVhRNHdY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449984156884765538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I7tyafi2I/AAAAAAAAA_w/yXHBVhRNHdY/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But that's what kids do. So I will just try to remember to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-9083212024959913820?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9083212024959913820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=9083212024959913820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9083212024959913820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9083212024959913820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/chloe-update.html' title='Chloe Update'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S6I9T1OGTNI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gews-Sn_Oz4/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4373594044841706837</id><published>2010-02-15T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:36:20.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week-end Memories</title><content type='html'>So many thing have happened over the past week it is hard to catch my breath! Some events were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; and sad but mostly it was full of fun, friends, family and great food. My brother Joseph came to hang for a few days. Then my brother John, his wife Cindy and there two adorable kids came. We had a blast playing games, hanging, going to the movies just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1m7ZbCAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/aoRQVFDNz5M/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438507336666384386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1m7ZbCAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/aoRQVFDNz5M/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John and his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1mW-AEEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/cFW7-pIiZmA/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438507326887694402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1mW-AEEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/cFW7-pIiZmA/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Elizabeth came with her whole gang of kids also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1mJHDQPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GVERrVjpOjo/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438507323167555826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1mJHDQPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GVERrVjpOjo/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute pic of Calli because she is dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1lkkaJRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LN8yhGfwe_k/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438507313358578962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1lkkaJRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LN8yhGfwe_k/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is why everyone showed up! Me, my hubby and our four Children were sealed in the Houston temple for time and all eternity. It was amazing and I am still on a high!  What an amazing day! Thanks to everyone that came to help us celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1lXOBtGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JCMjHGcd9iY/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4373594044841706837?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4373594044841706837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4373594044841706837' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4373594044841706837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4373594044841706837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-end-memories.html' title='Week-end Memories'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3l1m7ZbCAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/aoRQVFDNz5M/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2412456313254474889</id><published>2010-02-08T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:59:38.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPPVl9IiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fnIvTv2cLFY/s1600-h/14bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436072612637516322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPPVl9IiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fnIvTv2cLFY/s400/14bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPPEgAdJI/AAAAAAAAA-4/OWwde-shxeU/s1600-h/9bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436072608049165458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPPEgAdJI/AAAAAAAAA-4/OWwde-shxeU/s400/9bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nina and Papa and the grand kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPOq2zsQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6hY_-XhmY0c/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436072601165476098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPOq2zsQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6hY_-XhmY0c/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2412456313254474889?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2412456313254474889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2412456313254474889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2412456313254474889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2412456313254474889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-pics-part-two.html' title='Family Pics Part Two'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3DPPVl9IiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fnIvTv2cLFY/s72-c/14bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5152236284214510420</id><published>2010-02-08T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:03:56.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tucker Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3ClO2JnuAI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RKxNyROC7DA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026424708806658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3ClO2JnuAI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RKxNyROC7DA/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I have been missing from the blogging world for some time now. There are several reasons-&lt;br /&gt;1. My camera broke the week before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;2. I started not one but two jobs . One in December working for my brother(which I love) and then in January I started watching a 16 month old for the next three months.&lt;br /&gt;3. We have been crazy busy but with no camera to back me up with evidence.&lt;br /&gt;But here are some pics from Christmas that we took when all of my siblings were together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3ClOf-ZXCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/IQjidM1CFSs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026418756148258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3ClOf-ZXCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/IQjidM1CFSs/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the best time with all our family over the holidays and are super excited because my brother, his wife and the two little cuties in the above picture just moved to Dallas from Utah. Now we can hang out a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5152236284214510420?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5152236284214510420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5152236284214510420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5152236284214510420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5152236284214510420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/tucker-family-pictures.html' title='Tucker Family Pictures'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/S3ClO2JnuAI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RKxNyROC7DA/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2047247797147681735</id><published>2009-12-09T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:09:34.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paint projects'/><title type='text'>Paint Make Overs</title><content type='html'>Before Paint. After 1999. Giant Armoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyBzIFBBlZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lEb-OETTT-I/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413453334721959314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyBzIFBBlZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lEb-OETTT-I/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure I have wrote about how paint is really the fastest, cheapest,most effective tool to makeover your home. After putting off some painting for a while, I finally got to it and painted my giant armoire. I actually took courage from my favorite blogger &lt;a href="http://www.nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/search?q=painting+the+armoire"&gt;The Nester&lt;/a&gt;, who has the EXACT armoire and painted hers a cool aqua color. I almost went the safe route and painted this baby yellow but decided to go for it and went with a lime green.(thanks Kelly) And I absolutely love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgCCvzBsI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F83uATlQ65I/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413361971568510658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgCCvzBsI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F83uATlQ65I/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And although I really Want a new coffee table, I settled for taking an old Texas-themed tray I never used(picture horse shoes on the ends). A quick coat of Heirloom White and some $3 flowers from Wally World. Ta- Da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgBqIZQGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/pEtP6vnUqEY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413361964960792674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgBqIZQGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/pEtP6vnUqEY/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added my chistmas bling already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgBYiBXwI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-nP7KZ_IZ0s/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413361960236441346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyAgBYiBXwI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-nP7KZ_IZ0s/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So there is my paint projects and I will post my christmas decorations soon.... After I paint three more black dining chairs and two little chairs for the girls Santa present. SHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2047247797147681735?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2047247797147681735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2047247797147681735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2047247797147681735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2047247797147681735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/paint-make-overs.html' title='Paint Make Overs'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SyBzIFBBlZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lEb-OETTT-I/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1721994442456412305</id><published>2009-11-03T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:27:14.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air show'/><title type='text'>What's up with the Tuckers</title><content type='html'>You know have you get this idea in your mind of a great family outing? You plan to go to an awesome activity, you can picture the children laughing, having fun. You and your honey give each other a high five with your eyes, thinking we are the best parents ever? This was NOT one those times. AT ALL. I bought tickets to the air show about an hour away in south Houston. Super excited because we have been many times in Austin and the little girls have never been. First we were running behind, Dana was sad because we were "missing all the good stuff". Then we get down to the general area(less than 3 miles from the airport) and traffic stops. Dead stops. Two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alternative&lt;/span&gt; routes and many swear words and TWO HOURS LATER we pulled into the parking lot. We tried to recover but it took a while to get our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attitudes&lt;/span&gt; set right. But we did have fun, got to see cool planes and most Importantly we saw the Blue Angels and that was Almost worth the trip. Our motto is Making Memories and we have decided that can be good or bad ones, but memories all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia really impressed to be in the helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbhNxOycI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LP3ACjNXOyA/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986948151364034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbhNxOycI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LP3ACjNXOyA/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia , Chloe and Cole in our white &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trash&lt;/span&gt; seats AKA a wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgxNb0LI/AAAAAAAAA9o/2TwlZ3ZLDwc/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986940485030066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgxNb0LI/AAAAAAAAA9o/2TwlZ3ZLDwc/s400/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory and Cole ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgsAtvoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lcJQh5AyRjM/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986939089501826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgsAtvoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lcJQh5AyRjM/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pic of the girls taken by Chloe. I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgZzZ4sI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/zB_j1PgwVRo/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986934201836226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbgZzZ4sI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/zB_j1PgwVRo/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe takes better pictures on a self timer than I can on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbf90jyeI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/b41yJaqb3hE/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986926690486754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbf90jyeI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/b41yJaqb3hE/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all the kids are great, we are healthy and are blessed beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1721994442456412305?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1721994442456412305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1721994442456412305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1721994442456412305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1721994442456412305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-up-with-tuckers.html' title='What&apos;s up with the Tuckers'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SvCbhNxOycI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LP3ACjNXOyA/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5719430384768745740</id><published>2009-11-01T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:43:41.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gracie'/><title type='text'>It Is All About Love</title><content type='html'>It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OFFICIAL&lt;/span&gt;- I have fallen to a NEW LOW that I can barely speak about. I have sworn for at least the past 6 years that pets were not going to happen. I have had pets and it was never a successful venture. Was it terrible pets? Most likely not. It was me. I am not a pet lover. I don't even think I am a pet liker.(grammer...what??) So how is it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; you are staring at a picture of a dog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Su3e_gC6aPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7UHjpJ67oxo/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216710802368754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Su3e_gC6aPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7UHjpJ67oxo/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe rescued this little pup from a pool and brought her home. I thought for sure the owners would be found but that has not happened. But as the days turned into weeks, I discovered something. I still do not like dogs(too messy, too crazy, too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smelly&lt;/span&gt;) but I DO love my children. And seeing them so in love with this little dog melted me to the point of no return. Love always wins, right? They are already fighting about who is going to take the dog when they move out- 11-15 years away! So Gracie is part of our family, a family where five people love her and one person tolerates her. But that one person adores her children loving their dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Su3e_Tp6OuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/CZDpM3hJhcI/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216707476273890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Su3e_Tp6OuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/CZDpM3hJhcI/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5719430384768745740?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5719430384768745740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5719430384768745740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5719430384768745740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5719430384768745740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-all-about-love.html' title='It Is All About Love'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Su3e_gC6aPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7UHjpJ67oxo/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-770213346682705555</id><published>2009-09-29T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:28:27.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fake fall'/><title type='text'>Fall is here...at least in my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB3YFIcoI/AAAAAAAAA84/4UbmJr0F8kw/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386940523901121154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB3YFIcoI/AAAAAAAAA84/4UbmJr0F8kw/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you wait for it to LOOK like fall or FEEL like fall in Houston, you might get lucky around the end of November. So if your sweet hubby tries to act all I know what season it is and why are you putting out pumpkins. Just Smile. A Really sweet smile. And say," Babe, it is fall on the calendar, so I am trying to teach the children seasons, even though we don't have them here in Houston."&lt;br /&gt;Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my fall favs. Cute garland from the Hob Lob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB21LCDyI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BwN95ckvPqI/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386940514530627362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB21LCDyI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BwN95ckvPqI/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pumpkin from last year. Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB2VSC4lI/AAAAAAAAA8o/NyDDiu5OzWU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386940505970106962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB2VSC4lI/AAAAAAAAA8o/NyDDiu5OzWU/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entry table in all her glory. I just love all the colors in this season. Did you know I luv orange? Yes, it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB2PNHONI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hJXl2atiTNE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386940504338806994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB2PNHONI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hJXl2atiTNE/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not finished with the mantle. I need to white pumpkins on the candle holders and a better ribbon for the wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my last little tip is to get a great smelling fall candle or plug in and whatever. That always helps fill in the gap when there is no fall to be found except in your home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-770213346682705555?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/770213346682705555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=770213346682705555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/770213346682705555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/770213346682705555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-hereat-least-in-my-house.html' title='Fall is here...at least in my house'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SsJB3YFIcoI/AAAAAAAAA84/4UbmJr0F8kw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-840563840171585930</id><published>2009-09-23T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:54:10.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap curtains'/><title type='text'>Cheap Curtains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN89-CCZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VoPaljKQPY4/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702014297082258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN89-CCZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VoPaljKQPY4/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to Home Depot to look at paint samples for &lt;a href="http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/designers-challenge.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and I saw this package of drop cloth. There was a big sign that said SPECIAL which means to me I must stop and see what it is all about. So the special was 2 drop cloths for the price of one. 6x9. SPECIAL really meant something to me now. So for $9.98 I walked out with my dining room curtains. And paint samples. I got home and pulled out this curtain rod that my neighbor found on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;clearance&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart. Can you believe she called me and told me? What a great friend! I have had it for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN8fWOGkI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QoAI8SInfLA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 403px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 438px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702006077037122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN8fWOGkI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QoAI8SInfLA/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, even the package said SPECIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7w0ELbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/dzp7og3YtvM/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384701993585749426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7w0ELbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/dzp7og3YtvM/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Things this cheap really do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;. I finally have found something cheap enough to brag about. And yeah, it is a double rod. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7gLMUII/AAAAAAAAA8A/6oUi1ARfqao/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384701989119348866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7gLMUII/AAAAAAAAA8A/6oUi1ARfqao/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed a line across the top after I folded the top over itself. I didn't even sew another line to make a true pocket for the rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7PYU9UI/AAAAAAAAA74/eaEOTzbNV1g/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384701984611038530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN7PYU9UI/AAAAAAAAA74/eaEOTzbNV1g/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was able to pull the fabric this way and that way to create this lovely puff. That is a real term, right? The canvas is so thick it was super easy to work with. And I love the color and texture. Now I know what color to paint this room. White. I don't think I have ever painted anything white. Seriously. So for a grand total of 16.98, I have new curtains and the room look so much more complete. even though it is not. Is a room ever complete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-840563840171585930?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/840563840171585930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=840563840171585930' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/840563840171585930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/840563840171585930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/cheap-curtains.html' title='Cheap Curtains'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SrpN89-CCZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VoPaljKQPY4/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5060755222379441720</id><published>2009-09-21T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:28:13.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too Much Time'/><title type='text'>Is there such a thing as TOO MUCH TIME?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I have not posted about the biggest event that has happened to me since I last gave birth. Really. It is that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah, you are on the edge of your seat. I have all 4 kids in school.....2 days a week. And 3 kids in school 2 days a week. Are you disappointed? Well, I am not. No tears, no sadness, no regrets! Tuesday and Thursdays are like my heaven. For 6 hours I am free as a bird. And Wednesdays are a blast b/c I just have little red. And we are both enjoying our tome together. Here are a few pics from the first day of school. I know I have four kids but I have no excuse.  Two had the picture taken, two did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Srfk7jX1sbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EvlV0MzsB7k/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384023591303360946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Srfk7jX1sbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EvlV0MzsB7k/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole's first day of second grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Srfk7OX7GWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/HDBtYDNBTdE/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384023585666570594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Srfk7OX7GWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/HDBtYDNBTdE/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's first day of MMO. She has not dropped a tear and loves it. Her teacher asked if she likes to play alone. I said probably, she never has the chance at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5060755222379441720?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5060755222379441720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5060755222379441720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5060755222379441720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5060755222379441720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-there-such-thing-as-too-much-time.html' title='Is there such a thing as TOO MUCH TIME?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Srfk7jX1sbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EvlV0MzsB7k/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5009410372282521067</id><published>2009-09-04T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:08:16.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backfiring Behaviors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpT56CBkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2XM9AhsSxtI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377695220739737154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpT56CBkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2XM9AhsSxtI/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have known for some time that I tend to want the house, car, clothes to be as close to perfect and clean as possible. This behavior was easily obtained when just having one child. I know I was made fun of by others b/c when I had Cole, people were snickering and laughing about my fall from grace. Well, 4 children later I have still tried to maintain an orderly life, although less than before the others.(others=Cole, Mallory, Mia) Well, I have noticed some behaviors that have me thinking my intentions may have hurt my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;. The first sign was figuring out that my children all prefer to play somewhere other than their house. At first I was offended but then decided to investigate. Turns out they just don't want kids to come over and mess up their rooms. Case in point Mallory and Mia were told to invite Aubrey over so they can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; what it is like to have a friend over. They "let" her play in their room for about 10 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpUT5JTDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Gxf5SGI6doU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377695227715341362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpUT5JTDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Gxf5SGI6doU/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and decided the best plan of action was to relocate to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cole's&lt;/span&gt; room. Pretty clever, huh? Notice his room is much more played in. Then I see a post from my friend &lt;a href="http://texastingey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Debbie&lt;/a&gt; and I think I am so glad my kids have not done that! Although a sweet little boy I watched did it was and I actually cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpTZgSLgI/AAAAAAAAA6A/daz0d5TXGIQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377695212041809410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpTZgSLgI/AAAAAAAAA6A/daz0d5TXGIQ/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I am in the girls closet today and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; shut the door b/c it is so small but I am getting a toy and see this. Blue crayon on the BACK side of the door. Oh, little sneaky girls. And pencil on the back side of the laundry door. Upon investigation, Mallory stated that she did it but didn't want me to see it b/c she new I would be mad. The mean face kind of mad. Ouch! Maybe I have created some monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpS7MEOUI/AAAAAAAAA54/EMvlu_NSyGQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377695203903945026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpS7MEOUI/AAAAAAAAA54/EMvlu_NSyGQ/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5009410372282521067?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5009410372282521067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5009410372282521067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5009410372282521067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5009410372282521067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/backfiring-behaviors.html' title='Backfiring Behaviors'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SqFpT56CBkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2XM9AhsSxtI/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1428847067157092887</id><published>2009-09-01T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:26:42.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Designers Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am hanging all of my designing dilemmas on anyone willing to put their opinions out there and give me some help! I do really need advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. In the kitchen I can't figure out what to put up there in no mans land above the cabinets. I know that fake greenery is not for me and other than that I have no idea! The large piece of wood was a lame attempt last week to fill the space but clearly not doing the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2IAdaj8FI/AAAAAAAAA5o/jXfjIVL67xs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376603071627653202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2IAdaj8FI/AAAAAAAAA5o/jXfjIVL67xs/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376608768579438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2NMENthfI/AAAAAAAAA5w/fALuLdeZdKY/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Red wall in kitchen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On the Bigger problems in the living room. The room is completely open to the kitchen. All the walls are painted brown bag except for one wall in the kitchen which is painted red. The problem is all my furniture is also brown. I have red accents here and there but really need some help. I can't buy new furniture so I am thinking of painting the armouire like the&lt;a href="http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/2009/07/painting-pine-furniture.html"&gt; Nester &lt;/a&gt;did and maybe the coffee table. Or possibly replacing the table. But what colors? Is it a mistake to paint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H_qOz8tI/AAAAAAAAA5g/VoGPxoJxL7g/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376603057888162514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H_qOz8tI/AAAAAAAAA5g/VoGPxoJxL7g/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Office area behind the couch. Need some old suitcases to put the printer on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H_BH4jkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/8KtBNAbaRe4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376603046853250626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H_BH4jkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/8KtBNAbaRe4/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Brown Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H-p6qQDI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/NIS3zRb2EZU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376603040623771698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2H-p6qQDI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/NIS3zRb2EZU/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More brown with a splash of red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So there is my sad brown room for all to see. Now let's see some great advice to help me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1428847067157092887?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1428847067157092887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1428847067157092887' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1428847067157092887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1428847067157092887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/designers-challenge.html' title='Designers Challenge'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sp2IAdaj8FI/AAAAAAAAA5o/jXfjIVL67xs/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2239934944440745261</id><published>2009-08-17T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:22:17.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Party'/><title type='text'>Princess Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuflwJioI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dKLbznyhZqo/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371086257093446274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuflwJioI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dKLbznyhZqo/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory had her 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday at the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; store ever. They dressed up, got made up, played games and I didn't have to do a thing! My kind of party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sonue2ObIWI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6k0qpjLkBhY/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371086244335526242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sonue2ObIWI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6k0qpjLkBhY/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia looked like she had died and gone to heaven the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuejzWOYI/AAAAAAAAA44/e1zsaefa4Hw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371086239390120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuejzWOYI/AAAAAAAAA44/e1zsaefa4Hw/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuePkoIUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/7QB_Mcx7-OM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371086233959670082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuePkoIUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/7QB_Mcx7-OM/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, everyone loved the party and they are still talking about it at my house so I guess it was a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2239934944440745261?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2239934944440745261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2239934944440745261' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2239934944440745261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2239934944440745261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/princess-party.html' title='Princess Party'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SonuflwJioI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dKLbznyhZqo/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4231908744591380754</id><published>2009-07-29T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:21:10.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprinkler park'/><title type='text'>Sprinkler Park= Free Fun</title><content type='html'>By mid July we are getting a little crazed here in Texas.  To say it is hot does not really do justice to what it actually feels like to be outside.  So as the summer goes on, we get more bored and more broke trying to entertain.  But luckily I have a super smart GiGi(Dana's grandma). She suggested we meet in downtown Houston to play as the sprinkler park. It is free. She will bring my kids favorite cousin Meghan. Nough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDXBp4lEI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kOVQLpgYi7c/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931587802600514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDXBp4lEI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kOVQLpgYi7c/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDI_FjstI/AAAAAAAAA4g/SRROJClV4XM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931346595197650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDI_FjstI/AAAAAAAAA4g/SRROJClV4XM/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDIjl0-NI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5DYp4CGXwEI/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931339214354642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDIjl0-NI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5DYp4CGXwEI/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDIaP-bcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1rvloVn77ps/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931336706780610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDIaP-bcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1rvloVn77ps/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting more wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDH9WHIOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/fYp0ZfHoKr0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931328947888354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDH9WHIOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/fYp0ZfHoKr0/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And having a great afternoon enjoying life. AHH, summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4231908744591380754?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4231908744591380754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4231908744591380754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4231908744591380754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4231908744591380754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/sprinkler-park-free-fun.html' title='Sprinkler Park= Free Fun'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SnCDXBp4lEI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kOVQLpgYi7c/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6673857274953291142</id><published>2009-07-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:18:18.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We love Austin'/><title type='text'>Good times in Austin</title><content type='html'>Me and the crazy monkeys that reside with me headed to Austin for a few days. We had a blast hanging out at some our our favorite spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORRFEhG4I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qLK2lDksThM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355784104478579586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORRFEhG4I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qLK2lDksThM/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the highlights was the kids got to ride a 4 wheeler at Nana and Pop Pop's and the horse. It is amazing what kids will do in 105 temp when they are having fun! Here is Chloe and her friend Brandi.(Hint to those without older kids yet, they only travel in pairs so you have to bring a friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQqsz3aI/AAAAAAAAA34/C5JLFNBNXnQ/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355784097399823778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQqsz3aI/AAAAAAAAA34/C5JLFNBNXnQ/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me outside our favorite place to eat in Georgetown. Why am I posing by their newspaper rack? Because I used to deliver those papers every morning around 5 am.....pregnant. Oh the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQYvpTXI/AAAAAAAAA3w/3Iy9kJjBkrI/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355784092579876210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQYvpTXI/AAAAAAAAA3w/3Iy9kJjBkrI/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a cute photo of the kids in front of the "lake" in our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQKUjwkI/AAAAAAAAA3o/RwTEwZz1cbg/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355784088708170306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORQKUjwkI/AAAAAAAAA3o/RwTEwZz1cbg/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways, we had a blast, even went to Barton Springs(famous Austin hot spot). Me and Chloe were a little sad coming home b/c Austin just still feels like home and probably always will. Sniff Sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORPuhgJHI/AAAAAAAAA3g/SdzUs_2tajg/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6673857274953291142?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6673857274953291142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6673857274953291142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6673857274953291142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6673857274953291142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-times-in-austin.html' title='Good times in Austin'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SlORRFEhG4I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qLK2lDksThM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4066668351444812332</id><published>2009-06-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:58:07.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach day'/><title type='text'>Beach Bum Alert</title><content type='html'>We decided to head down to the beach on Thursday. One of the perks to living in Houston is the ability to head down for a day trip since the beach is close by. The water was nice and refreshing. I was disappointed that the city beach we go to for the awesome bathrooms and showers has not recovered from Ike. The boardwalk up to the showers was gone and there was no running water at all. But the town was looking good and you could tell there was lots of work still in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAm_-PZpI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4m4kAEjLgDU/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351754770951399058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAm_-PZpI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4m4kAEjLgDU/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory got stung by a jellyfish the first 10 minutes b/c she was playing with it!(we told her not to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAmSKdwEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/v-oykhyZgI4/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351754758654640194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAmSKdwEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/v-oykhyZgI4/s400/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAmFJ4RZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/jzZ6PVk-338/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351754755162523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAmFJ4RZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/jzZ6PVk-338/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mia played the water with the boogie board almost the entire time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_4YRM4mI/AAAAAAAAA24/bsdtvQJxgl0/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753970019525218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_4YRM4mI/AAAAAAAAA24/bsdtvQJxgl0/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory being Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_4Jb5VCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/N9YSMYGU55U/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753966037849122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_4Jb5VCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/N9YSMYGU55U/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole digging in the sand. Shocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_36gj-kI/AAAAAAAAA2o/_ssEyULJW5o/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753962030889538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_36gj-kI/AAAAAAAAA2o/_ssEyULJW5o/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all everyone had fun. And no one got sunburned! Yippe! We all are a little closer to being so tan it is sick and can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pics of Chloe. It is her new move to avoid the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkU_3iJri0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/wE2EJ2U7pE8/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4066668351444812332?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4066668351444812332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4066668351444812332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4066668351444812332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4066668351444812332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-bum-alert.html' title='Beach Bum Alert'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SkVAm_-PZpI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4m4kAEjLgDU/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-9020187195652895812</id><published>2009-06-10T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:26:35.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Week One'/><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>Summer has officially begun because the pool is open, the kids are home and it is HOT! I have taken some advice from fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; and mapped out our days based upon activities that usually only last 30 minutes, much to my despair. Our first craft was making play dough with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kool&lt;/span&gt;-aid, which was a big hit. They actually played with it for 1 hour the first day, then our normal 30 minutes on day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiV2S-SbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/iXXSDvM9XfM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345810516436470194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiV2S-SbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/iXXSDvM9XfM/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory holding her purple play dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiVlybP_I/AAAAAAAAA14/pXJGTKpbDbs/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345810512004988914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiVlybP_I/AAAAAAAAA14/pXJGTKpbDbs/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day one of summer vacation involved a lemonade stand. Unfortunately, we do not live on a corner or by a stop sign. So Chloe, being a veteran of lemonade stands decided to throw out a ball each time a car was nearing, so they would be forced to stop, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tactic&lt;/span&gt; was not very effective. Amount made=$3.50. i still owe Kelly $3.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiVFIShAI/AAAAAAAAA1w/gNFQdlvf8nQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345810503238321154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiVFIShAI/AAAAAAAAA1w/gNFQdlvf8nQ/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are pics Chloe took while baby-sitting with her timer. I think they turned out great and I know for a least 5 minutes, everyone was having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiU1MG2FI/AAAAAAAAA1o/HwmAyz8G_tU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345810498959366226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiU1MG2FI/AAAAAAAAA1o/HwmAyz8G_tU/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiU53m7II/AAAAAAAAA1g/mtbOxlvJX8A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345810500215565442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiU53m7II/AAAAAAAAA1g/mtbOxlvJX8A/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we are not quite through week one but we are having fun.  We already have had our first sunburn of the season and have almost completed swim team. And made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt;. And slept in. And I am enjoying every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-9020187195652895812?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9020187195652895812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=9020187195652895812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9020187195652895812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9020187195652895812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SjAiV2S-SbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/iXXSDvM9XfM/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7766011087463605513</id><published>2009-05-27T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:21:03.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertaining kids'/><title type='text'>I Scream, You Scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sh27Lf65K-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0GH9e3UnsC4/s1600-h/ice+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340630539352746978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sh27Lf65K-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0GH9e3UnsC4/s400/ice+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the rest of the chant! Well, &lt;a href="http://wearethatfamily.com/"&gt;We Are That Family &lt;/a&gt;is having a hot topic all about entertaining the children over the next &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;few months. One of our favorites we did three summers ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had just moved to Houston from Austin(oh, don't cry) and I had my 4th baby in May. So, I came up with a weekly field trip idea to have something to look forward to and learn about we the heck we were living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to visit as many different ice cream shops and grade them according to our list. We would go the same day of the week and review what we were looking for on the way. After we finished, we would go home and chart our answers on our WE LOVE ICE CREAM CHART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had creamiest, best flavor choices, best waffle cone, best mix ins. It was kinda sad b/c we didn't want to leave anyone out so we kept making up categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the summer, we voted for a winner but the best part is my kids still talk about it. And they learned how the chart, compare and engaged their brains to think for themselves.(can you tell I taught school?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7766011087463605513?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7766011087463605513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7766011087463605513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7766011087463605513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7766011087463605513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-scream-you-scream.html' title='I Scream, You Scream'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sh27Lf65K-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0GH9e3UnsC4/s72-c/ice+cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6305921465945253825</id><published>2009-05-19T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:21:29.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finished Table'/><title type='text'>Beluga Black is my Friend</title><content type='html'>Can you hear angels singing? Can you see fireworks going off? That is HOW AWESOME I feel about this project being done!&lt;br /&gt;Not because it was so hard but because I have been talking about getting my 100 year old table out of the kitchen and retiring her to the dining room- AKA the playroom. Well, that has been two long years, especially to friends who have had to hear about it OVER and OVER again. Sorry friends. So Remember this &lt;a href="http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/search/label/Table"&gt;good karma&lt;/a&gt;? Well, hear is the finished table in all her glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/search/label/table"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337626346295595282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShMO4cq3ERI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/afeb1tq_MDs/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how great the table turned out! A special thanks to &lt;a href="http://asoftplacetoland-kimba.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitchen-table-tutorial.html"&gt;Kimba&lt;/a&gt; for her years of spray painting and advice. I actually told my husband to wait in the driveway before heading out to Home Depot to run to the computer to see what Kimba said exactly before picking out the finish coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShMO4AEMVVI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Tve-CQ-V83g/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337626338617218386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShMO4AEMVVI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Tve-CQ-V83g/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the table turned out perfect. Now I need two more chairs, I am thinking NOT matching to complete the look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, when I went to Home Depot to buy the paint , Behr has a new paint that includes the primer. I asked the poor guy like 10 times," Are you Sure??????" But it worked great. And the color is Beluga Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6305921465945253825?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6305921465945253825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6305921465945253825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6305921465945253825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6305921465945253825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-you-hear-angels-signing-can-you-see.html' title='Beluga Black is my Friend'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShMO4cq3ERI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/afeb1tq_MDs/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2062829477029904404</id><published>2009-05-11T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:08:10.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aprons'/><title type='text'>Apron Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to wait until After Mother's Day to put up these little pretties. Didn't want any moms peeking.(yes, I have two) So these are their presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the black, white and red one is a square apron which I really liked making. I am going to make this apron for the little girls in black and white but with pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgits57JbFI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/m3DHZ4HWaxM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334704745595104338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgits57JbFI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/m3DHZ4HWaxM/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this apron is so retro, so darling. It has ruffles and is to the knee. These aprons are popular right now. So June Cleaver. So now I need to make one for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334706700134705650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgiverJs6fI/AAAAAAAAA0g/B_vnbI-kDyA/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I can sew curtains and aprons....hum, what should be next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2062829477029904404?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2062829477029904404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2062829477029904404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2062829477029904404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2062829477029904404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/apron-madness.html' title='Apron Madness'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgits57JbFI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/m3DHZ4HWaxM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-9041433786142393806</id><published>2009-05-10T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:07:58.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Need To Miss You'/><title type='text'>My Mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Need To Miss You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0k8pdaII/AAAAAAAAAzo/L63oUNJqNKI/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290093003597954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0k8pdaII/AAAAAAAAAzo/L63oUNJqNKI/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about this day and all the thoughts of mothers and beautiful women in life, I keep thinking of my children. I can't help but think of how it all began. I always knew I wanted to be mother but did not plan on getting pregnant at 21, unmarried and scared to death. But what I got was an amazing husband to choose to grow up with me and a nearly perfect daughter whose name I picked out when I was 14. For anyone who knows Chloe I am being honest. She is perfect, almost AND She made me a mother. Because she was so amazing, I felt amazing for getting her on loan, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;But then the heartache began because my body could not get pregnant, for 6 and half years. Long, painfull years that I just now really understanding. But then I did get pregnant, with a beautiful son that I had a TON of patiance for because I had WAITED so long. Which worked out great, this little boy required a lot and I had a lot to give. And then I had a little girl. She looked like me and now I was on a roll. And then I had another girl. Second red head, I was really ready! But it hard having kids, 3 in 4 years, so I came up with my mantra. I NEED TO MISS YOU. This is said at naptime. At bedtime, at playtime. So I don't say I need to be away from you. Because 6 and half years was enough time to be away. No, I just need to miss them a little, To remember why I love them and like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole And Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290095063064994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0lEUeYaI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wao0xa_v-yY/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290096530705890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 418px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0lJyYzeI/AAAAAAAAAz4/eed6nNfjnts/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290101716136034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0ldGsMGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_xy01j6DAqk/s400/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy, Cole, Mallory and Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you what? It works every time. Sometimes within minutes, sometimes it takes longer. But I always miss them, and remember that someday all too soon, I will miss them and they won't be right there. So now I am thinking as they get older, I don't need nap time to miss them, Just bedtime will do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-9041433786142393806?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9041433786142393806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=9041433786142393806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9041433786142393806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9041433786142393806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mantra.html' title='My Mantra'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sgc0k8pdaII/AAAAAAAAAzo/L63oUNJqNKI/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6613888476269438346</id><published>2009-05-06T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:40:33.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad hair day'/><title type='text'>Mia's Early Birthday Gift by Mallory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lyp-VJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/_49AtOeWHkc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332747492687500434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lyp-VJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/_49AtOeWHkc/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia got an early present from Mallory Saturday while I was getting my own hair cut. Nice huh? I was just looking at her and realized when her hair is down, she totally looks like she has a mullet. Seriously. I could cry. But she doesn't know how bad it is so I will keep these thoughts and judgements to myself....except for sharing them with all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is decorating cupcakes for her party.  So excited to see all the party pics with the new do......not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lroHcsI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lzymJUG1tds/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332747490800661186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lroHcsI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lzymJUG1tds/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the mug shots of the victim. So sad. But at least Mallory didn't decide to do all of her hair. So much for growing her bangs out. I think that might be why she decided to cut them. Mia's bangs had been in her eyes for weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lItgdrI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/fEFX59D_i_Y/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332747481428031154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lItgdrI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/fEFX59D_i_Y/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little uneven perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wiping away a tear or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we will stay inside for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mullet look is just not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scissor ban is in effect for Mallory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6613888476269438346?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6613888476269438346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6613888476269438346' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6613888476269438346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6613888476269438346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/mias-early-birthday-gift-by-mallory.html' title='Mia&apos;s Early Birthday Gift by Mallory'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SgG5lyp-VJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/_49AtOeWHkc/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3373980711441757298</id><published>2009-04-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:29:46.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List for a Good Week'/><title type='text'>Good Week VS Bad Week</title><content type='html'>Reflecting on the past couple of weeks, I am trying to gain some perspective about what makes a good week and what makes a bad week for me.  Even though the stress level has gone up this week, things have been somewhat smoother(don't read too much into somewhat, please). So here are some clues to what makes my week better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude is clearly a big part for me. Not just going through the day but embracing the day. Not just enduring but really enjoying what I have. Meaning four children who I get to help grow.  And remember how when I worked full time I would actually count the exact time I was MISSING with my children. And knowing their love for me is unlike no other.(even when I am not enjoying them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really savoring the little moments that are often easy to miss. Just like my quote says in the title of this blog.(you have to go look now) When I look back on my day, I always remember these moments first. And then I squeeze my eyes shut and imprint them in my memory for a raining day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning the week in my mind, on the calendar, on daily lists, just plain ole planning. So when I get home from swim team after 3 hours, I am not cooking dinner at 7:30.  Just as an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure I do things for myself, like going to the gym. Turning on all the lamps at night so I feel calm.  Reading something that inspires me or &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reread a Twilight book for the tenth time.&lt;/span&gt; Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering to pray and actually ask for help. From someone who wants me to have a good day, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And friends who really care about me and my little life and all that it entails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is my little guide.  So even when your husband has been out of town for 5 weeks straight, your 6 year old is having an emotional crisis, and you actually miss your 14 year old when she is at school, you can do it! I can do it! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I can&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3373980711441757298?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3373980711441757298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3373980711441757298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3373980711441757298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3373980711441757298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-week-vs-bad-week.html' title='Good Week VS Bad Week'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3526347767381538524</id><published>2009-04-28T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:38:54.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle John'/><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>I start by admitting I lifted this photo from my sister in law's blog(sorry Cindy). I am just that lame, I didn't take one picture when my awesome brother John came in town for work. He got to see us for a few days. It was so fun having him around. He is a great guy, smart and really just fun to be with. I know he will always live in Utah(grrrr) but I vow to at least visit more! Anyway, this is his cute family, wife Cindy(She is amazing as well) and their cutie JJ. And she is having #2 in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfcvYRolYkI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qYu3xuIK7LA/s1600-h/John,+Cindy+%26+JJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329780778113262146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfcvYRolYkI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qYu3xuIK7LA/s400/John,+Cindy+%26+JJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for taking time to see us and being a great uncle. And for mowing the yard. And for making the neighbors talk.(Wondering where I got this hot lawn guy/boy toy since my hubby was gone! Let'm talk) You are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3526347767381538524?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3526347767381538524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3526347767381538524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3526347767381538524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3526347767381538524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfcvYRolYkI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qYu3xuIK7LA/s72-c/John,+Cindy+%26+JJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-230751025915237194</id><published>2009-04-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:39:57.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Table'/><title type='text'>Karma Has Come My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This has to be one of my best stories in regards to Craig's List. Dana and I have been talking about selling our road bikes for a while. One reason being that we never made time to ride them, unless you count last year when we went on a family bike ride and I wrecked b/c my feet were clipped in. Ouch! Secondly, they take up precious space in the garage. So I decided to list them for a super deal of 100 each. I posted at 10 pm and by 8am I had 50 replies. Hum...maybe I under priced them a wee bit. So by 9:30 they were sold and gone but I was feeling like I should have sold them for more so I could get a new kitchen table. After thinking about it all day, I felt a little sorry for myself b/c I thought I am never getting a table. So I decided to get on Craig's List for the millionth time to look and behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfDar957iII/AAAAAAAAAzA/6NhR2J8cT90/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327998808066066562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfDar957iII/AAAAAAAAAzA/6NhR2J8cT90/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This just added table appeared. Exactly the style I wanted, located 10 minutes from my house! I phoned the lady and she called back in 20 minutes. She said she had just posted it 30 minutes earlier. MEANT TO BE.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfDarp2lZuI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aWEWX5LQmWs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327998802683324130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfDarp2lZuI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aWEWX5LQmWs/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I am the proud owner of the table I wanted, plus 4 chairs and one leaf. Just a short paint job away from being my dream table. Oh, HOW MUCH? $125 baby! So I took my $200 cash and handed it over. The same day my bikes sold. Karma totally came my way. Now I am sanding, sanding to get ready to paint(with my $75 left over) and on the look out for two more chairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I heart Craig's List and Karma....and little petty prayers being answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-230751025915237194?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/230751025915237194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=230751025915237194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/230751025915237194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/230751025915237194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma-has-come-my-way.html' title='Karma Has Come My Way'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SfDar957iII/AAAAAAAAAzA/6NhR2J8cT90/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4735111662248291288</id><published>2009-04-14T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:40:23.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter hunting'/><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunting</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my friend Kelly and her neighborhood, my kids went to a pretty fun egg hunt! Cole won a coloring contest and Mallory found a special egg and won a stuffed bunny. Good Times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp_MBkqCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/fuHcAO_xAkM/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567562483443746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp_MBkqCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/fuHcAO_xAkM/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole's big prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-2v3CLI/AAAAAAAAAyo/dkmJkg2jbYE/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567556772006066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-2v3CLI/AAAAAAAAAyo/dkmJkg2jbYE/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two crazy hunters with all their goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-RheS4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/aciZ0WkytTo/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567546779552642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-RheS4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/aciZ0WkytTo/s400/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory and her new bunny and  her cute bunny nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-IgZJxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/BjH9IxusbJA/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567544359102226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp-IgZJxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/BjH9IxusbJA/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory Cole and Mia with their friend Mason.  The candy was good, the prizes were awesome and everyone was happy! Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4735111662248291288?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4735111662248291288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4735111662248291288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4735111662248291288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4735111662248291288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-egg-hunting.html' title='Easter Egg Hunting'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SeSp_MBkqCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/fuHcAO_xAkM/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6469819635314165934</id><published>2009-04-02T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:00:13.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulips for me'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Surprise</title><content type='html'>Me and these two little cuties were coming back from the gym when this van pulled in behind me. I was a little worried and tried to get into the house fast. Right when I was shutting the garage, he came walking up with these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXw016TLI/AAAAAAAAAx4/68lZUK4nPKQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320184662394031282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXw016TLI/AAAAAAAAAx4/68lZUK4nPKQ/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I stopped(then thought it is a perfect plan for a stranger to "bring" flowers, like candy for kids!). I said,"Are they for the neighbor?" No, Mrs. Tucker. WOW! For me? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXwThaZ9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/aegVsvM_z-U/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320184653449684946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXwThaZ9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/aegVsvM_z-U/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Mallory said with a stunned look,"I guess he just wanted you to have flowers!" I had to explain someone who knew me sent them. I didn't think it was Dana , not b/c he doesn't send flowers, he does. But b/c I played a mean April Fools joke on him yesterday and knew he was not too happy with me! Sorry again babe! So now I have these beautiful tulips to look at thanks to...my MOM! Thanks mom, they made my day. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXvn3kIzI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XxW8aWEQiFY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320184641731437362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXvn3kIzI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XxW8aWEQiFY/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6469819635314165934?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6469819635314165934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6469819635314165934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6469819635314165934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6469819635314165934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-surprise.html' title='Beautiful Surprise'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SdUXw016TLI/AAAAAAAAAx4/68lZUK4nPKQ/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7213990571797348277</id><published>2009-03-24T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:40:29.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Lamps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I recently added lamps to my side tables in the master bedroom. And I can't tell you how grown up I feel!  And the fact that I can read at night without my fab lights shining down from the fan....so high class! And they match! I heart having a grown up room, sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SclgRr0UvFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ccL5tRraSQ4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316886692023811154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SclgRr0UvFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ccL5tRraSQ4/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this is my finished table with all the little touches that The Nester told me would look good. And she was right!  I might add a tray but for now, I am pleased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SclgRYkbooI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LPDGJTrdxsI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316886686856880770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SclgRYkbooI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LPDGJTrdxsI/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7213990571797348277?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7213990571797348277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7213990571797348277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7213990571797348277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7213990571797348277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-lamps.html' title='I Heart Lamps!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SclgRr0UvFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ccL5tRraSQ4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2381877171505398793</id><published>2009-03-24T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:16:12.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole + guns + Obsession'/><title type='text'>Obsessions</title><content type='html'>I have been noticing a trend the past few months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;regarding&lt;/span&gt; Cole's choices at his school library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ScleUWIw9aI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VHNi0c5QXAA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316884538720318882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ScleUWIw9aI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VHNi0c5QXAA/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked him how he knew where to find these types of Non Fiction and he said, "I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;found them&lt;/span&gt;. See Mom, you look at the spine of the book and it tells you a code. Then you find that code." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Humph&lt;/span&gt;...I thought I was the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smarty&lt;/span&gt;! And when we went to the library over spring break, same thing! And yes, the first book is titled, &lt;em&gt;The Brave Women of the Gulf War.&lt;/em&gt; Sigh. Did you know he has 18 guns too? Are you scared yet? I am. Clearly he has a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2381877171505398793?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2381877171505398793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2381877171505398793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2381877171505398793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2381877171505398793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/obessions.html' title='Obsessions'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ScleUWIw9aI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VHNi0c5QXAA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7613588789497781424</id><published>2009-03-13T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:17:04.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Bell Trip</title><content type='html'>We went to Austin the beginning of spring break and just hung out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; a few days. The weather wasn't that great, so on the way home I promised we would stop by the Blue Bell factory.  Well, I started having car trouble and was just hoping to make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brennham&lt;/span&gt;.  We did and we loved the factory! I can't believe I have never been, seeing as how I am a native Texan. I felt kinda like a fraud! But it was super fun, only cost 5 dollars and we each got a huge scoop of our own choosing at the end! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Mallory &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loven&lt;/span&gt; her some ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa1EiBGaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-oJksbuIJLA/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312658578232908194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa1EiBGaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-oJksbuIJLA/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;                                   Cole is in heaven.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa04iNSUI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aiLFHYlh-Og/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312658575012481346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa04iNSUI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aiLFHYlh-Og/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Mia ate so fast she was shivering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0rVN3CI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ef7P6M22tU0/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312658571468332066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0rVN3CI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ef7P6M22tU0/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Thanks Chloe for being the camera girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0rIcq9I/AAAAAAAAAww/yua-oJ6n1t0/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312658571414776786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0rIcq9I/AAAAAAAAAww/yua-oJ6n1t0/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   We were going to ask to borrow this car since ours was breaking down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0JsScCI/AAAAAAAAAwo/VzY_FtIKZks/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312658562438295586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa0JsScCI/AAAAAAAAAwo/VzY_FtIKZks/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this fun trip it was back in the car. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; it took us 7 hours total to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; hone b/c of car trouble. But one tow truck and a great friend(thanks Melissa) we made it home and I already have my ca back.(Fuel pump, ouch!) So it is the last day of spring break, it is cold and raining and  I better come up with something good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7613588789497781424?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7613588789497781424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7613588789497781424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7613588789497781424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7613588789497781424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-bell-trip.html' title='Blue Bell Trip'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sbpa1EiBGaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-oJksbuIJLA/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7583306214690098548</id><published>2009-03-13T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:05:41.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole State Wrestling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpZAcm_xiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iv22hFh5VZw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312656574651549218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpZAcm_xiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iv22hFh5VZw/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some pictures from Cole and his friend Adam at their wrestling tournament. They both did a great job and had a lot of fun just hanging out and being boys! Here is Adam about to make his move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpY__5i44I/AAAAAAAAAwY/s6PZ2dwk1Jo/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312656566944719746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpY__5i44I/AAAAAAAAAwY/s6PZ2dwk1Jo/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't you see the fear in Cole's opponents eye? JK! I love how serious it all is...even to a 46 pd 6 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpY_tE-G_I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/X3z1okDfQ-g/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312656561892367346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpY_tE-G_I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/X3z1okDfQ-g/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off their impressive muscles! They crack me up! And if you have never seen a wrestler uniform- the singlet! Well, let me just tell say- you are missing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7583306214690098548?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7583306214690098548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7583306214690098548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7583306214690098548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7583306214690098548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/cole-state-wrestling.html' title='Cole State Wrestling'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SbpZAcm_xiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iv22hFh5VZw/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-117513256132756707</id><published>2009-03-04T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:43:16.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink room Done'/><title type='text'>Pink Room Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa8uD72c4PI/AAAAAAAAAwI/y7iZKvx0tFM/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309513130833666290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa8uD72c4PI/AAAAAAAAAwI/y7iZKvx0tFM/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7ourmh7bI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5-HgBOiUzTs/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309436899392351666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7ourmh7bI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5-HgBOiUzTs/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/search/label/Painting%20in%20Pink"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;room from last summer? Well, I have been slow to finish but have recently pulled the last touches into the room. And finding black and white curtains was a challenge(thanks Kelly for finding them and my Mom for buying them in Austin)! I am feeling so good about crossing this project off the list! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Curtains sure make a difference&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am not going to mention the 10 extra holes up there on the wall where I thought about having a breakdown b/c I can't hang curtains! And I had already told Dana I did not want his help b/c he gets grumpy when there are holes in the wall, ever. But he did point out he would have preferred to help and there would have been 10 less holes! Ouch- lesson learned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7oty-nlpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NXSCl73fyKY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309436884192564882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7oty-nlpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NXSCl73fyKY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are you loving the chandelier? Only took an HOUR to put on the wall! Mirror on the left is from IKEA and the letters? 1.99 from the Hobby Lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-117513256132756707?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/117513256132756707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=117513256132756707' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/117513256132756707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/117513256132756707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-room-part-two.html' title='Pink Room Part Two'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa8uD72c4PI/AAAAAAAAAwI/y7iZKvx0tFM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1055973570481522394</id><published>2009-03-04T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:10:18.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia on her own'/><title type='text'>Mia on Her Own</title><content type='html'>Mia and Mallory are always together, except on Monday, Wednesday and Friday when Mallory has pre-school. These days can be tricky because neither one is really interested in leaving the other alone. Sometimes I try to fill the time with activities so Mia doesn't miss her sister too much. But this morning I was mopping and cleaning. And this is what I found her doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading books in her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7l1rwDCdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/q6cyPVndQC8/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309433721156471250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7l1rwDCdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/q6cyPVndQC8/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with her Dance With Me video, on the table no less(hum...table dancer) and apparently Not missing Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7l1BjH7QI/AAAAAAAAAvY/HYMwbBq7zHg/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309433709827976450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7l1BjH7QI/AAAAAAAAAvY/HYMwbBq7zHg/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just love a child that can entertain herself??? Ahhh, number 4 has some perks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1055973570481522394?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1055973570481522394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1055973570481522394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1055973570481522394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1055973570481522394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/mia-on-her-own.html' title='Mia on Her Own'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/Sa7l1rwDCdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/q6cyPVndQC8/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8790380295453133528</id><published>2009-02-19T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:02:52.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistreatments and other cheap ideas</title><content type='html'>My stalking other blogs is really starting to payoff! I LOVE this &lt;a href="http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Site&lt;/a&gt; and she has totally inspired me to just throw caution to the wind and GO FOR IT......on a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;budget of course! So I went to my local fabric bin(Wal-Mart) and got this gorgeous fabric for $5.98 and not only mistreated a window, but also covered this pitiful side table! BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/search/label/window%20treatments"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304625281968077618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3Qlr5DezI/AAAAAAAAAug/v3FCjgfp7LI/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lamps are coming soon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3QlOsxq9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ODyrTItut-Q/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304625274131950546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3QlOsxq9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ODyrTItut-Q/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty amazing huh? Although I will admit it took longer than some fellow bloggers have you to believe. They say minutes, I say 2 hours. But no sewing, only pins, tacks and some hot glue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3QkvohONI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/7ci7BNbv3iU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304625265792596178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3QkvohONI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/7ci7BNbv3iU/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up of all the glory! Watch out- I am feeling like I can do anything now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8790380295453133528?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8790380295453133528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8790380295453133528' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8790380295453133528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8790380295453133528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-stalking-other-blogs-is-really.html' title='Mistreatments and other cheap ideas'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZ3Qlr5DezI/AAAAAAAAAug/v3FCjgfp7LI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4093187408491511579</id><published>2009-02-15T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:22:04.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Honey</title><content type='html'>I know, you are jealous about my awesome 90's hair.  Try to get past it.  This is me and my honey circa Valentines 1993.  So cute, so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZjmLuiW1fI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mRozfgxIGcI/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303241650373842418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZjmLuiW1fI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mRozfgxIGcI/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a limo date night on Valentines many years ago. Yeah, Dana has always been too sweet, so thoughtful. HE is the best gift giver I have ever met.  This year included flowers, and a great date with friends, great take out and a chick flick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, he is the perfect man for me.  He always says he loves me more and I get why he says that. He has a natural openess about him, a willingness to give 100%, while I tend to hold back, hold at arms length.  He always has to make the first move, He ALWAYS says sorry first, he always forgives first.  He is a nature giver, naturally thinks of others first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always said marry a man who loves you more. And I never got that. Why would you want to be with someone who loves you less?  But I get it now. I love him 100% with all I have but his capacity to love is greater than mine. And I am thinkful he loves me still. And I continue to reach deeper within myself to deserve him and try to be more like him.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you honey.&lt;br /&gt;For loving me more.&lt;br /&gt;And loving me still.&lt;br /&gt;Julie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4093187408491511579?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4093187408491511579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4093187408491511579' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4093187408491511579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4093187408491511579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-honey.html' title='Happy Valentines Honey'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZjmLuiW1fI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mRozfgxIGcI/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5280028518829221172</id><published>2009-02-10T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:21:43.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scanner'/><title type='text'>All By Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZG3A6-plFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/J0Y_2ZG42d0/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301219462851695698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZG3A6-plFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/J0Y_2ZG42d0/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZG3AowYTVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9KCgCrTzTCs/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301219457960004946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZG3AowYTVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9KCgCrTzTCs/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a little impressed with myself for learning how to use my new scanner, all by myself! Not even one phone call to get help! Yea for me!  Watch out, I will be scanning Everything now. And the cute pic, you ask? It was taken last spring my &lt;a href="http://cathyhengstphotography.com/"&gt;THIS &lt;/a&gt;talented lady! Love her! Clearly I need a little more learn'n to get this perfect- I am off to see what else I can learn today.&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/4958107142911889524-5280028518829221172?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5280028518829221172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5280028518829221172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5280028518829221172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5280028518829221172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-by-myself.html' title='All By Myself'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SZG3A6-plFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/J0Y_2ZG42d0/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-400035762469375</id><published>2009-02-07T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:10:52.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing in Action'/><title type='text'>What Have We Been Up To?</title><content type='html'>I realize I have not been blogging and before you jump to conclusions like I am on a month long vacation, let me set you straight!  I have been mainly living in this vehicle.  I take people to school(4 x a day, twice this week, same school), seminary,drop them off at jobs, take them to wrestling practices(3 x a week), take them to soccer games(2 x a week), take snacks for soccer, doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appointments&lt;/span&gt;, friends and anything that they think is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; for their well being.  All within a 5 mile radius, but still able to use up a 25 gallon tank in 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SMVDc-VI/AAAAAAAAAtg/VIaBPEinYV0/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300193814481008978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SMVDc-VI/AAAAAAAAAtg/VIaBPEinYV0/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is some proof of the wrestling.  Cole is picking up some awards, but I have to admit it is b/c their is no one or very few kids in his weight class every week.&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't know that.  He just likes the prizes.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SMD5F7JI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1H2ig85_4qE/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300193809874152594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SMD5F7JI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1H2ig85_4qE/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of Chloe's JV team.  She is loving  playing on the school team and I know it is so fun.(Remember those days...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SLy1LJII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rkhbL1Ha9fM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300193805294314626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SLy1LJII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rkhbL1Ha9fM/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might have been pressured to sign up for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; which has taken some time away from my precious blogs!  But I will not be swayed, and I will to be true to my blog and all it's treasures I receive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-400035762469375?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/400035762469375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=400035762469375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/400035762469375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/400035762469375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-have-we-been-up-to.html' title='What Have We Been Up To?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SY4SMVDc-VI/AAAAAAAAAtg/VIaBPEinYV0/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5234773633217230808</id><published>2009-01-22T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:50:34.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia night fun'/><title type='text'>Night Owl Strikes</title><content type='html'>So last night I put Mia to bed around 9.  She always insists she is not tired.  I have another red head that does the same thing. NEVER TIRED!  So Mallory is already asleep and I tell Mia,"Be quiet, Mallory is sleeping." I tuck her in and never go back in.  Usually I do a night check right before I go to bed but when Dana is out of town, I sometimes feel a little scared and stay in my bed to avoid the bogyman.  So this morning I go in their room(Mia is in my bed b/c that is what red head children do at my house) and this is what I saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXh4Aq9l_nI/AAAAAAAAAtI/iC_BZDuZM_c/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294113314901982834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXh4Aq9l_nI/AAAAAAAAAtI/iC_BZDuZM_c/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXh4Aq1X47I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xtBi91xZs30/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294113314867504050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXh4Aq1X47I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xtBi91xZs30/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she wasn't tired, she decides to quietly play and pile mass amounts of toys on her bed.  And then sleep with all of it!  Too funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5234773633217230808?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5234773633217230808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5234773633217230808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5234773633217230808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5234773633217230808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-owl-strikes.html' title='Night Owl Strikes'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXh4Aq9l_nI/AAAAAAAAAtI/iC_BZDuZM_c/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5254164414185567768</id><published>2009-01-21T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:42:02.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia and Mallory BFF'/><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>After the holidays and everyone returned back to school and work, I started noticing something at my house. My two little girls are not just sisters, these two cuties are best friends. They always have each other to be there for each new great adventure. How cool is that? Like having a friend that is up for any and everything and she is Always there because she lives with you! I have to admit I am a little jealous! I always wanted a sister to share my time with and I did get three. Only after I was 8, 10 and 12! By then the age gap was too big and I just watched those three fight, I mean play.  The only experience I have to compare sisters to is going to college and having friends around all the time. But these two adore one another. I LOVE watching when Mallory tells a story or whatever and Mia just hangs open her mouth open, staring and listening to Mallory. She Never interrupts and or tries to but in the conversation. Mia is completely amazed by her sister and it is so cute! I am loving being a witness to this beautiful friendship and I am so looking forward to watching their friendship blossom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQycQolbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/qy64IdBrTKE/s1600-h/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293929451995305394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQycQolbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/qy64IdBrTKE/s400/168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQNyOhEuI/AAAAAAAAAso/VnZ9tdCcMP0/s1600-h/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293928822236844770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQNyOhEuI/AAAAAAAAAso/VnZ9tdCcMP0/s400/218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQNUSngSI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GwmvleT3Q3c/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293928814200979746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQNUSngSI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GwmvleT3Q3c/s400/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it when a dream of your own comes true for your children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5254164414185567768?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5254164414185567768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5254164414185567768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5254164414185567768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5254164414185567768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SXfQycQolbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/qy64IdBrTKE/s72-c/168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-472836299261648288</id><published>2009-01-14T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:18:15.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House projects'/><title type='text'>Home Improvements</title><content type='html'>So here are my new lamps for the entry table.  I hate to admit how much time I wasted shopping around for the little darlings, obsessing really, only to finally realize I couldn't find exactly what I wanted , so what did I do?  Buy what was super cheap on sale.  Oh yeah, so much for the perfect find.  Moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61xtfkA0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/RarKQhTHWTU/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366477837108034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61xtfkA0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/RarKQhTHWTU/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New heart plate, that makes three seasonal plates, all of which I hated painting b/c it is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61xHTA6FI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dU_P-l9GpjA/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366467583928402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61xHTA6FI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dU_P-l9GpjA/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite Christmas gift from my man- new hardware on the cabinets!  I can be so easy to please, I stare at them all the time(mainly b/c I live in the kitchen...you know) and don't mind my dirty dishwasher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61wx5IUAI/AAAAAAAAArw/x0WAjP9oZng/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366461838217218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61wx5IUAI/AAAAAAAAArw/x0WAjP9oZng/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second project by my honey, tile backsplash in the master bath.  My girls take baths in here a lot and soak the walls.  We just knew they were gonna collapse one day.  He is so talented, the hardest part was picking out the tile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61vcSivnI/AAAAAAAAAro/RR8sR28gwa4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366438859357810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61vcSivnI/AAAAAAAAAro/RR8sR28gwa4/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view.  AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61vK0YXvI/AAAAAAAAArg/JSYBmSK0Wis/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366434169446130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61vK0YXvI/AAAAAAAAArg/JSYBmSK0Wis/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the skinny on the vaca projects.  Love getting things crossed off a list. But of coarse I am always adding to it!  Am I the only one that does this?  I wish my brain would just turn off for a while and enjoy the  house more.  But there is always just a few more things to do! Next, finish the girls room(waiting for cutains from Target) and next; the kids bathroom.  Which only means More Painting!  I did count 11 cans of paint in the garage, in a house that is only 2 years old and has 7 rooms.......Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-472836299261648288?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/472836299261648288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=472836299261648288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/472836299261648288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/472836299261648288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-improvements.html' title='Home Improvements'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SW61xtfkA0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/RarKQhTHWTU/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4161240398057205259</id><published>2009-01-11T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:54:37.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New computer'/><title type='text'>New Computer</title><content type='html'>Uncle Joseph and Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SWqFifuZaqI/AAAAAAAAArY/LRZT1Ex40No/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290187539978218146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SWqFifuZaqI/AAAAAAAAArY/LRZT1Ex40No/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SWqFh7oJJaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6x0yrpvqt80/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290187530288309666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SWqFh7oJJaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6x0yrpvqt80/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well, My Awesome husband saved the day and bought a new computer but alas, the cutest blog on the block server is down, so I cannot change my Christmas background. Which is total karma because I can't stand it when people keep their decorations up long past the appropriate time allowed to hold onto to the holiday season. So now I am of those people in blog world. So sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, two pics from Chloe's new camera of Joseph.  Joseph is my youngest brother, 20 years younger than me and only 1 and 1/2 years younger than Chloe.  They grew up together and are like brother and sister.  And Cole adores him MAJOR!  Every time we leave from visiting he cries forever. So they went to visit Joseph before they went back to school and had an awesome time. And my house was so quiet and I had a great time with just the two little girls.&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/4958107142911889524-4161240398057205259?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4161240398057205259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4161240398057205259' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4161240398057205259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4161240398057205259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-computer.html' title='New Computer'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SWqFifuZaqI/AAAAAAAAArY/LRZT1Ex40No/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-58120773572616754</id><published>2009-01-10T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:36:24.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Computer is sick</title><content type='html'>I am a sad sight over here. My computer has been ill and I am not hopeful. Secondly, over the holidays I took my memory stick to get some photos printed and LOST my stick with all 951 pictures on it! AHHHHHH! So sad and I am not over it YET. So I will try to get back in the saddle soon...please don't forget me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-58120773572616754?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/58120773572616754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=58120773572616754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/58120773572616754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/58120773572616754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/computer-is-sick.html' title='The Computer is sick'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2346709251607997007</id><published>2008-12-11T19:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:55:26.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute girls</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am just bragging how cute the girls are.  Chloe wanted a picture with "her" dogs.  She has been running and taking care of Elton and Bella since June and loves them to pieces.  I thought the picture was too cute. Can you imagine her running them or rather the dogs running her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfS8HYLII/AAAAAAAAArI/QXEUnQiMrMU/s1600-h/december+misc+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745754722643074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfS8HYLII/AAAAAAAAArI/QXEUnQiMrMU/s400/december+misc+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the Children's Musuem today and their theme is Mexico right now and is really neat.  Love this big chair with all the bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfSnHfUtI/AAAAAAAAArA/D2qrd8Paip4/s1600-h/december+misc+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745749085967058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfSnHfUtI/AAAAAAAAArA/D2qrd8Paip4/s400/december+misc+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now you know how I feel everytime I sit on any couch.  When your feet don't touch the ground, this is what it feels like! The couch was about 5-6 ft tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfSUFAxcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/M8RiXorJxPk/s1600-h/december+misc+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745743975302594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfSUFAxcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/M8RiXorJxPk/s400/december+misc+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2346709251607997007?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2346709251607997007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2346709251607997007' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2346709251607997007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2346709251607997007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-girls.html' title='Cute girls'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHfS8HYLII/AAAAAAAAArI/QXEUnQiMrMU/s72-c/december+misc+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2543502017337770035</id><published>2008-12-11T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:48:16.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Houston snow day, I mean snow hour</title><content type='html'>Who knew Houston was going to be so interesting? I mean snow? Really. I still can't believe it happened. I looked out and thought I had lost my mind! But it was real and Cole came in screaming he was going to build a snowman! Sadly, he only got a few snowballs but he was in heaven! The girls were asleep and I woke up Mallory who looked out the window and went back to sleep! Oh well, maybe in 10 more years they will see snow. Look how thick it is falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdWAGRlWI/AAAAAAAAAqw/mF3PZ0Q4vDg/s1600-h/december+misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278743608308110690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdWAGRlWI/AAAAAAAAAqw/mF3PZ0Q4vDg/s400/december+misc+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdVpQgsSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7a0MgGa9_O8/s1600-h/december+misc+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278743602177028386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdVpQgsSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7a0MgGa9_O8/s400/december+misc+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdVSMw5-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/fLAL3j2aq2Q/s1600-h/december+misc+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2543502017337770035?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2543502017337770035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2543502017337770035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2543502017337770035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2543502017337770035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/houston-snow-day-i-mean-snow-hour.html' title='Houston snow day, I mean snow hour'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHdWAGRlWI/AAAAAAAAAqw/mF3PZ0Q4vDg/s72-c/december+misc+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-294450056977473818</id><published>2008-12-11T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:39:44.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Austin</title><content type='html'>So clearly my priorities are all messed up because I am posting pics from Thanksgiving After my Christmas decorations post.....I am so bad.  Turn me in to the Thanksgiving police.  But I am trying to make up by mentioning we had an awesome time in Austin.  We got to see all our families and actually hang out.  One fun thing that reminds me why I heart Austin was a cool dinosaur exhibit down at the gardens at Zilker Park.  The kids loved all the streams and water falls.  Cole stopped long enough for this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbiW9F0sI/AAAAAAAAAqY/JmU6lOUi6GY/s1600-h/december+misc+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278741621578781378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbiW9F0sI/AAAAAAAAAqY/JmU6lOUi6GY/s400/december+misc+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute butterfly bench I would love in my own yard. Hum, do you think Cole and Mia look alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbiLuiljI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/SNyZasG325Q/s1600-h/december+misc+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278741618564961842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbiLuiljI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/SNyZasG325Q/s400/december+misc+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory with Aunt Nicole and Mia.  Nicole is the fun aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbhpYeZNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BmhgP4lYqRA/s1600-h/december+misc+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278741609345606866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbhpYeZNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BmhgP4lYqRA/s400/december+misc+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do realize there are no pics of the dinosaurs and I have no idea why!  But it was cool, you will have to trust me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-294450056977473818?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/294450056977473818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=294450056977473818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/294450056977473818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/294450056977473818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-in-austin.html' title='Thanksgiving in Austin'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SUHbiW9F0sI/AAAAAAAAAqY/JmU6lOUi6GY/s72-c/december+misc+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3801901599125494773</id><published>2008-12-09T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:42:43.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Decorations'/><title type='text'>Christmas Decor</title><content type='html'>I have to admit this is my favorite Decorating Season!  So many choices, so much fun.  Here is a wreath from last year.  All I do to snag one of these is call my mom and say,"please make me a wreath.  I am thinking green this year."  And then it appears on my front door.  I know, not fair but I will take the perk of having a talented mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_PQruQII/AAAAAAAAApw/1hE0iBq-M9s/s1600-h/Christmas+decor+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936450966274178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_PQruQII/AAAAAAAAApw/1hE0iBq-M9s/s400/Christmas+decor+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a craft I did this year from felt.  So fun, the lolipops, held in the sugar mold with Marshmellows.  Hum...makes it more tempting to try a little lick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_OwxxqbI/AAAAAAAAApo/uDFk_u0_ixI/s1600-h/Christmas+decor+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936442401728946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_OwxxqbI/AAAAAAAAApo/uDFk_u0_ixI/s400/Christmas+decor+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt to create a winter feel here in toasty Houston!  I even let go of some of my  cleanliness issues and put down fake snow that I end up sweeping many times a day.(Cole likes to take his toy tractors to the snow.) Notice all the snow that is missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_OgnS1GI/AAAAAAAAApg/s_wcKuo1h3s/s1600-h/Christmas+decor+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936438062797922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_OgnS1GI/AAAAAAAAApg/s_wcKuo1h3s/s400/Christmas+decor+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute new winter plate my friend Melissa talked me into painting!  Because I LOAVE painting but it is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_ObY5WOI/AAAAAAAAApY/BpcQ3fWhbMI/s1600-h/Christmas+decor+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936436660230370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_ObY5WOI/AAAAAAAAApY/BpcQ3fWhbMI/s400/Christmas+decor+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_NwLdL4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Oe19R1XJAZU/s1600-h/Christmas+decor+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936425061134210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_NwLdL4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Oe19R1XJAZU/s400/Christmas+decor+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know the Nester would say where is the other half of my garland but this thing is so heavy and I knew if I made anymore holes in the mantle, I will die after Christmas.  And my favorite part is the pinecone wreath that is almost free here because we have pine cones here in Spring. Anyway, there is some of my favoriye spots in the house, minus the tree.  I have tried to just stop adding and enjoy which is hard but seeing as I have barely begun shopping, I am distracked somewhat!  Next post will be dedicated to CAKE BALLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3801901599125494773?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3801901599125494773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3801901599125494773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3801901599125494773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3801901599125494773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-decor.html' title='Christmas Decor'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ST7_PQruQII/AAAAAAAAApw/1hE0iBq-M9s/s72-c/Christmas+decor+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2528276090243383790</id><published>2008-12-01T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:12:50.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn loss'/><title type='text'>11-1 record not enough for my Longhorns</title><content type='html'>Oh sad day!  My longhorns did not make it to the BIG Twelve playoffs!  Not right!  We thought we were a for sure choice but the obvious did NOT come into play.(beating the new #2).  A MOMENT of SILENCE please............. still sad but I will recover. And now you know why my e-mail address is Julie likes orange.  All the cute longhorn names were taken, so I had to go more basic and just for the record, orange is in fact my favorite color. And I once owned a burnt orange jeep.  And my high school colors were orange and white.  You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/STSIrcKX4eI/AAAAAAAAApI/dG_7_o4F1VM/s1600-h/ut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274991343433146850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/STSIrcKX4eI/AAAAAAAAApI/dG_7_o4F1VM/s400/ut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 45-35 was the score when we beat Oklahoma, who took our #2 spot and a chance for the national title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2528276090243383790?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2528276090243383790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2528276090243383790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2528276090243383790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2528276090243383790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/11-1-record-not-enough-for-my-longhorns.html' title='11-1 record not enough for my Longhorns'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/STSIrcKX4eI/AAAAAAAAApI/dG_7_o4F1VM/s72-c/ut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-452553696417050322</id><published>2008-11-18T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:27:49.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Entertainment</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we decided to take a little bike ride at a new location(besides our neighborhood). We went to Mercer Park, unloaded many bikes and got everything ready.  Hopped on the bikes and stared straight into a NO BIKES sign!  What did we do you ask?  Bike anyway!  The trails were great and although we saw a few people on the trails, they were accompanied by dogs, which was also a big NO!  So we had a great time, played at the park and enjoyed the gorgeous weather.  But next trip will have to be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMV075eYlI/AAAAAAAAApA/Heb2lWwpKZc/s1600-h/bike+trip+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079988129751634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMV075eYlI/AAAAAAAAApA/Heb2lWwpKZc/s400/bike+trip+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMV0oENxSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rksPUrFm_6I/s1600-h/bike+trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079982806091042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMV0oENxSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rksPUrFm_6I/s400/bike+trip+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVOURHTwI/AAAAAAAAAow/W5aD9R8Q4k8/s1600-h/bike+trip+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079324656455426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVOURHTwI/AAAAAAAAAow/W5aD9R8Q4k8/s400/bike+trip+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVOD3IWtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/2X-ZXJGWY6E/s1600-h/bike+trip+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079320252504786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVOD3IWtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/2X-ZXJGWY6E/s400/bike+trip+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVN5pSUSI/AAAAAAAAAog/vyxOo5n7lbk/s1600-h/bike+trip+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079317510082850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVN5pSUSI/AAAAAAAAAog/vyxOo5n7lbk/s400/bike+trip+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVNoSlrdI/AAAAAAAAAoY/fL8rmEa-o70/s1600-h/bike+trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079312851480018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVNoSlrdI/AAAAAAAAAoY/fL8rmEa-o70/s400/bike+trip+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVNNIoO7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/RlptucOh2k8/s1600-h/bike+trip+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079305561947058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMVNNIoO7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/RlptucOh2k8/s400/bike+trip+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good thing for the truck!  When Mallory graduates to a bike, it will be a tight squeeze!  We have to get out and enjoy all Houston has to offer when it is below 90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-452553696417050322?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/452553696417050322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=452553696417050322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/452553696417050322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/452553696417050322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-morning-entertainment.html' title='Saturday Morning Entertainment'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SSMV075eYlI/AAAAAAAAApA/Heb2lWwpKZc/s72-c/bike+trip+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-9000063544667670378</id><published>2008-11-10T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:25:33.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil Ranch</title><content type='html'>I was excited to take Mallory on her first field trip in pre-school!  We went to the Oil Ranch and I decided it would be fun to take Mia as well.  Well, that ended up being the best choice because Mia LOVED the farm.  She wanted to do everything.  We started by milking cows. &lt;br /&gt;Mallory said- I am not touching that pink thing!&lt;br /&gt;Mia said- I want to do it!&lt;br /&gt;And she did.  That girl has no fear.&lt;br /&gt;Then we rode horses, fed cows, rode a train, played in a park, fed goats and had  a picnic. They both loved but I think Mia really enjoyed it the most.  She keeps saying,"Remember when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5Ybsft7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Mj8tNuaJG8M/s1600-h/oil+ranch+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267093224868001714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5Ybsft7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Mj8tNuaJG8M/s400/oil+ranch+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The train was a big hit.  It reminded me of Zilker Park in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LlXzlpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/r2Kz5AB7Ggs/s1600-h/oil+ranch+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267093004127278738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LlXzlpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/r2Kz5AB7Ggs/s400/oil+ranch+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The class line up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LQfcLsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/sbjbjj2-q9A/s1600-h/oil+ranch+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267092998522154690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LQfcLsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/sbjbjj2-q9A/s400/oil+ranch+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory lovin the horse. She wanted to ride more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LCfeNgI/AAAAAAAAAno/oohGOrxtjgY/s1600-h/oil+ranch+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267092994764191234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5LCfeNgI/AAAAAAAAAno/oohGOrxtjgY/s400/oil+ranch+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia on the tinest pony I have ever seen!  So cute and she had a fit when it was time to get off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5KfDk_6I/AAAAAAAAAng/I_rElTMo2ok/s1600-h/oil+ranch+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267092985251954594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5KfDk_6I/AAAAAAAAAng/I_rElTMo2ok/s400/oil+ranch+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory was not liking the cow idea- they smell but Mia thought milking the cow was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a great day and fun memories.  I would say it is worth the drive and lots of fun for a family outting. And now I know Mia will be on Cole's farm for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-9000063544667670378?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9000063544667670378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=9000063544667670378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9000063544667670378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/9000063544667670378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/oil-ranch.html' title='Oil Ranch'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRh5Ybsft7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Mj8tNuaJG8M/s72-c/oil+ranch+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2939782533513787610</id><published>2008-11-04T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:26:35.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dresser and living room'/><title type='text'>Another Project Complete!</title><content type='html'>I am never more fullfilled than crossing off a project off my list!  The dresser took some time b/c it invovled painting and some rebuilding.  My carpenter AKA Dana found wood rot on the top of the dresser so he had to build a new top.(remember he stated in was a piece of crap?) So now it is in the room and I think it looks great. Also, my mom came for a few days and decided to change things up in the living room and add some new pillows!  Thanks mom!  I culd not be happier with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ8Z5U8DI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bzy9GJ-R9u4/s1600-h/desser+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264806858674466866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ8Z5U8DI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bzy9GJ-R9u4/s400/desser+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ8OiFu-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5RYoo_RS8lM/s1600-h/desser+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264806855624211426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ8OiFu-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5RYoo_RS8lM/s400/desser+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Change of furniture arrangement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7-zjCJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9UzdAk-RB0c/s1600-h/desser+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264806851402467474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7-zjCJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9UzdAk-RB0c/s400/desser+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the lines and details of this dresser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7ssuv7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/CbbNYhbMS7I/s1600-h/desser+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264806846542036914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7ssuv7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/CbbNYhbMS7I/s400/desser+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bottom is so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7SAehII/AAAAAAAAAm4/AXv23xDXISI/s1600-h/desser+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264806839377101954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ7SAehII/AAAAAAAAAm4/AXv23xDXISI/s400/desser+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new home, in the corner but not hid away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2939782533513787610?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2939782533513787610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2939782533513787610' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2939782533513787610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2939782533513787610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-project-complete.html' title='Another Project Complete!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SRBZ8Z5U8DI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bzy9GJ-R9u4/s72-c/desser+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7605995053915953004</id><published>2008-10-30T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:11:36.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin Pickin'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pickin- White Trash Style</title><content type='html'>This is what you call a White Trash Pumpkin Patch, AKA Kroger Grocery store. Notice the price, a low 3.88! Hard to compete with spending 40 bucks at the unnamed pumpkin patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofdIumK-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/W5mem8YyoUY/s1600-h/pumpkin+pickin+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263053699955436514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofdIumK-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/W5mem8YyoUY/s400/pumpkin+pickin+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our patch's store front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofcZGS-ZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CTeL5eR94PM/s1600-h/pumpkin+pickin+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263053687169939858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofcZGS-ZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CTeL5eR94PM/s400/pumpkin+pickin+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW- look at all the pumpkins to choose from(which does cut the p picking time in half!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofb8wCRAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bC6UQO73lV8/s1600-h/pumpkin+pickin+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263053679560377346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofb8wCRAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bC6UQO73lV8/s400/pumpkin+pickin+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute pic in our front yard instead of the hayride picture, but they are still smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofbsOibjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/wtkAf71oaFQ/s1600-h/pumpkin+pickin+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263053675124911666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofbsOibjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/wtkAf71oaFQ/s400/pumpkin+pickin+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the tough economy has hit our house this year. The budget is tightning and I am trying my best to keep the spending down. So in an effort to save, this is what our pumpkin patch looked like this year! Pretty sad, Chloe almost didn't go at all but we did get pumpkins, carved them and they will show the same on the porch as ones from the ****** patch down the road that now charges parking per PERSON and A LOT for a pumpkin! So all in all, I am feeling O.K. And Just thankful for all we do have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7605995053915953004?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7605995053915953004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7605995053915953004' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7605995053915953004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7605995053915953004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-pickin-white-trash-style.html' title='Pumpkin Pickin- White Trash Style'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SQofdIumK-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/W5mem8YyoUY/s72-c/pumpkin+pickin+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8233893815288199877</id><published>2008-10-12T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:58:52.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Fall Y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I was without my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for almost two weeks and I seriously thought I might not make it. But I did and I am still trying to catch up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;, this is what has been going on- we started back to school for a second time after 8 days off thanks to Ike. Chloe is doing great in school and getting ready to tryout for soccer at school. Cole is finding 1st grade a lot more work but is hanging in there. He just started wrestling, on purpose, and is loving it. Mallory is enjoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school and making new friends. And Mia, she is growing up a little everyday and is so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decorating&lt;/span&gt; for fall and talked some crafty friends into using our skills for good- more crafts! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Each one&lt;/span&gt; of us "sponsoring" two crafts, getting all the supplies and teaching the craft. So far we have two awesome pieces and four more to go.&lt;br /&gt;Me and some friends took a trip to Canton, a little town with a huge flea market and craft expo! LOVED IT! I got a great dresser for the girls room. Dana is not too impressed b/c he said it is a piece of crap. But I love it, so thanks honey!&lt;br /&gt;So I am back to the blog world and couldn't be happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJafl2WEhI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ofmBMH0_t68/s1600-h/fall+decor+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256363213877285394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJafl2WEhI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ofmBMH0_t68/s400/fall+decor+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   I did not love the advance painting on this craft but I love the polka dots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaf1C7QuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ZEYZj3MEL0w/s1600-h/fall+decor+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256363217956586210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaf1C7QuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ZEYZj3MEL0w/s400/fall+decor+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Paper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mache&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin- so cute! I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaf1vmLiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u69dl5W2RB4/s1600-h/fall+decor+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256363218143948322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaf1vmLiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u69dl5W2RB4/s400/fall+decor+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Melissa and all her goods from Canton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJagQKND2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/gWvhkiCsw-0/s1600-h/fall+decor+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256363225234870114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJagQKND2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/gWvhkiCsw-0/s400/fall+decor+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 My dresser find from Canton, good for me, bad for my hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaghvwv8I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/JK33WAtY3rA/s1600-h/fall+decor+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256363229955801026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJaghvwv8I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/JK33WAtY3rA/s400/fall+decor+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Entry table for all the fall decor, did I mention orange is my favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8233893815288199877?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8233893815288199877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8233893815288199877' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8233893815288199877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8233893815288199877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-fall-yall.html' title='It&apos;s Fall Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SPJafl2WEhI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ofmBMH0_t68/s72-c/fall+decor+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6732695888376879273</id><published>2008-09-20T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:08:14.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurricane Ike'/><title type='text'>Hurricane Ike/Mini Vacation</title><content type='html'>This is my version of Ike. I knew we were in for some fun when I waited 30 minutes to fill up with gas on Wednesday! Yikes! So by Thursday, ALL of my family from out of town had called and Urged me to leave Houston and bring the kids. Dana told me he would have to stay downtown at his property during the hurricane ,so we loaded up and headed for Austin! No Dad and no electricity was enough reasons for me to bail. So I have no scary stories, no pictures of the storm b/c I wasn't here, nor do I feel like I missed out! Instead, we had a great time! We got to hang out with family, play a lot, go to the movies(3d!), visit friends and basically have a mini vaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Dad with his new look! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF6EHuGRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2T8DH_mgClA/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107435866855698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF6EHuGRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2T8DH_mgClA/s400/Hurricane+vacation+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nina and Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF6Thd-SI/AAAAAAAAAds/shd4XAGQVCQ/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107440001382690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF6Thd-SI/AAAAAAAAAds/shd4XAGQVCQ/s400/Hurricane+vacation+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Nicole and Mal with make up by Mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF62DuyPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p1OMfn5h17U/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107449271896306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF62DuyPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p1OMfn5h17U/s400/Hurricane+vacation+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Jessica and Roberto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF7ujWIuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HTk6Wq-woKo/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107464436884194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF7ujWIuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HTk6Wq-woKo/s400/Hurricane+vacation+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Kim amd her family from Alvin who we don't ever see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF74I7bDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xB95cAwyCmA/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107467010436146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF74I7bDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xB95cAwyCmA/s400/Hurricane+vacation+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent some time at the parks- Cole posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFSxCtovI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4NOWGxeVJp4/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106760730682098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFSxCtovI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4NOWGxeVJp4/s400/Hurricane+vacation+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFTBzKqxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IMBSkoskMvc/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106765228878610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFTBzKqxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IMBSkoskMvc/s400/Hurricane+vacation+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia being a monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFTRShCZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nOmF-xtuKfE/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106769386899858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFTRShCZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nOmF-xtuKfE/s400/Hurricane+vacation+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our cousin Meghan, Mia and Mallory at San Gabrielle Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFT8RtvJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/VDtp6A0NiLI/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106780926262418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFT8RtvJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/VDtp6A0NiLI/s400/Hurricane+vacation+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the best tire swing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFUMl-YbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/74W8atWFgp4/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106785306206642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUFUMl-YbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/74W8atWFgp4/s400/Hurricane+vacation+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding horses at Nana and Pop Pop's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUElaUDJ7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/VoHPTQD9Z9U/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248105981535266738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUElaUDJ7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/VoHPTQD9Z9U/s400/Hurricane+vacation+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe in her heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEl4BXp-I/AAAAAAAAAck/-nuWvNbd6_E/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248105989509982178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEl4BXp-I/AAAAAAAAAck/-nuWvNbd6_E/s400/Hurricane+vacation+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole at the Inner Space Caverns(so cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEmXAAfuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Xr8S0zdTaLo/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248105997825769186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEmXAAfuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Xr8S0zdTaLo/s400/Hurricane+vacation+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEmv12TEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZnYWTfaB6GA/s1600-h/Hurricane+vacation+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248106004494044226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUEmv12TEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZnYWTfaB6GA/s400/Hurricane+vacation+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can tell, we were not missing the bad weather, although we did miss our dad! And we did leave for home twenty minutes after we got the call that the power was back on. We feel so blessed that we are all well and had no damage. We continue to pray for those in pain and help whenever we can! Our laundry room is open for anyone needing some clean clothes- many still have no power 8 days and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6732695888376879273?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6732695888376879273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6732695888376879273' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6732695888376879273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6732695888376879273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ikemini-vacation.html' title='Hurricane Ike/Mini Vacation'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SNUF6EHuGRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2T8DH_mgClA/s72-c/Hurricane+vacation+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-556976515328458024</id><published>2008-09-11T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:09:26.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall is coming'/><title type='text'>Owl Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So in celebration of fall I am posting Chloe's cute owl cupcakes! Aren't they so cute?? I have not put out too much fall decor yet b/c I am making most of my props this year. Right now I am working on a little pumpkin man that is too darling! I will post when I am finished. So, happy decorating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMlOQP9P_UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LWgfaBYHoss/s1600-h/Mal+03+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244809282117958978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMlOQP9P_UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LWgfaBYHoss/s400/Mal+03+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-556976515328458024?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/556976515328458024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=556976515328458024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/556976515328458024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/556976515328458024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/cupcakes-owls.html' title='Owl Cupcakes'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMlOQP9P_UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LWgfaBYHoss/s72-c/Mal+03+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4326250431209778636</id><published>2008-09-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:01:03.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mallory celebration'/><title type='text'>Mallory  Baby Pics</title><content type='html'>I actually found some baby pics of Mallory.  Here with her Aunt Jessica Dec 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPCigZNDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Mlt3Pd_8ZNI/s1600-h/Jess+&amp;amp;+Mallory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242628715021153330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPCigZNDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Mlt3Pd_8ZNI/s400/Jess+%26+Mallory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa Tucker Dec 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPC4-5uCI/AAAAAAAAAbc/klssKm_3CB0/s1600-h/papa+K+&amp;amp;+Mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242628721054693410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPC4-5uCI/AAAAAAAAAbc/klssKm_3CB0/s400/papa+K+%26+Mal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't believe how big her cheeks were! Nana &amp;amp; Pop Pop 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPDG98tUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4v8Xir1NGSo/s1600-h/Pop+&amp;amp;+Mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242628724808791362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPDG98tUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4v8Xir1NGSo/s400/Pop+%26+Mal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory was SOOOO cute and I was totally excited b/c she was my first baby to look like me!  And still is.....except for those blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4326250431209778636?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4326250431209778636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4326250431209778636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4326250431209778636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4326250431209778636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/mallory-baby-pics.html' title='Mallory  Baby Pics'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGPCigZNDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Mlt3Pd_8ZNI/s72-c/Jess+%26+Mallory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8688268257276065625</id><published>2008-09-05T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:32:36.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mallory pre-k'/><title type='text'>Mallory Cate</title><content type='html'>So Mallory started pre-school this morning and I have to say I was a little sad.  But Mallory was sooooo ready!  She was dressed and ready by 8:00 am!  When I told her there was another hour and a half, she was furious.  But somehow she made it til 9:30 and walked right into class as if she had been there 100 times.  The big surprise was Mia.  She was so sad, she started to cry and said she wanted to go to school with Mallory.  So here are some pics of Miss Mallory-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mallory at 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZO6qTzI/AAAAAAAAAas/TGVf0gWT_IE/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614811248447282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZO6qTzI/AAAAAAAAAas/TGVf0gWT_IE/s400/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory having one of her "Freak Outs".  Can you tell she doesn't do well under stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZRTpDmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Epl_57laQO0/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614811890093666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZRTpDmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Epl_57laQO0/s400/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is totally Mallory.  Very goofy and funny, we never quite know what she is doing or thinking, she is just being Mallory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZR5FWRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VoonKGv3cAw/s1600-h/Mallory+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614812047137042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZR5FWRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VoonKGv3cAw/s400/Mallory+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st day of pre-school(today, not 01-12-2004- sorry April)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZu3YYRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lAmiAfV9QIM/s1600-h/Mallory+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614819824623890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZu3YYRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lAmiAfV9QIM/s400/Mallory+2008+002.jpg" width="464" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory and Daddy fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZxEpxcI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xMruR1s0rBs/s1600-h/Mallory+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614820417160642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZxEpxcI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xMruR1s0rBs/s400/Mallory+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8688268257276065625?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8688268257276065625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8688268257276065625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8688268257276065625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8688268257276065625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/mallory-cate.html' title='Mallory Cate'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SMGCZO6qTzI/AAAAAAAAAas/TGVf0gWT_IE/s72-c/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6010974563046895897</id><published>2008-09-03T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:33:22.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are my updates on my projects.  First, my free table.  It was suggested to move it down by the front door and I decided to paint it also.( actually my husband painted it b/c he was alarmed when I mentioned spray paint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W1kiiABI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FsgmAdoErmM/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863232135757842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W1kiiABI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FsgmAdoErmM/s400/Unfinished+projects+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W1_vt6SI/AAAAAAAAAaU/SavXwqfxi0E/s1600-h/project+update+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863239438821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W1_vt6SI/AAAAAAAAAaU/SavXwqfxi0E/s400/project+update+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bench minus the cushion and rack above it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W2DILEUI/AAAAAAAAAac/B7VkmsyoTK4/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863240346702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W2DILEUI/AAAAAAAAAac/B7VkmsyoTK4/s400/Unfinished+projects+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W2RktGFI/AAAAAAAAAak/RvDa4x41x7s/s1600-h/project+update+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863244224469074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W2RktGFI/AAAAAAAAAak/RvDa4x41x7s/s400/project+update+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for all your advice!  I feel soooo good about finishing some things.  Now I will look for fabric to finish the curtains in the living room, and then back to the Pink room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6010974563046895897?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6010974563046895897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6010974563046895897' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6010974563046895897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6010974563046895897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/projects-update.html' title='Projects Update'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SL7W1kiiABI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FsgmAdoErmM/s72-c/Unfinished+projects+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-243875235694758922</id><published>2008-08-31T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:07:37.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New trying to look younger hair cut</title><content type='html'>Aside from the hair, don't you love my self portrait?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzGy4utJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eygoPTOPCpo/s1600-h/new+haircut+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240698045719295122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzGy4utJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eygoPTOPCpo/s400/new+haircut+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the side view!  So classy, so in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzHBvyetI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/cOwFU2EhPoo/s1600-h/new+haircut+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240698049708325586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzHBvyetI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/cOwFU2EhPoo/s400/new+haircut+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not the best pic but you get the idea- I cut my hair shorter. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzHW_-QcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tO_MhsVetK0/s1600-h/new+haircut+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240698055413350850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzHW_-QcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tO_MhsVetK0/s400/new+haircut+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-243875235694758922?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/243875235694758922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=243875235694758922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/243875235694758922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/243875235694758922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-trying-to-look-younger-hair-cut.html' title='New trying to look younger hair cut'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqzGy4utJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eygoPTOPCpo/s72-c/new+haircut+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4143750984149349185</id><published>2008-08-31T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:57:57.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final Beach Pics'/><title type='text'>Final Beach Post</title><content type='html'>Cole loved the waves!  He upgraded to a body board later that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwODZC38I/AAAAAAAAAZM/bTpLVlJhUN0/s1600-h/Destin+2008+#3+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694871874002882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwODZC38I/AAAAAAAAAZM/bTpLVlJhUN0/s400/Destin+2008+%233+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe allowing me one picture on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwOsmDMfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/X0s6qlfsJEI/s1600-h/Destin+2008+#3+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694882934403570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwOsmDMfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/X0s6qlfsJEI/s400/Destin+2008+%233+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwO4ftYAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/SK0OSaPKE9A/s1600-h/Destin+2008+#3+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694886129033218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwO4ftYAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/SK0OSaPKE9A/s400/Destin+2008+%233+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's new pose- fake smile and squinting eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwPc_m9HI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hruJTNe92rY/s1600-h/Destin+2008+#3+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694895926506610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwPc_m9HI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hruJTNe92rY/s400/Destin+2008+%233+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory posing like a model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwPqtdl0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/M6BOuhbRFhc/s1600-h/Destin+2008+#3+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694899608491842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwPqtdl0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/M6BOuhbRFhc/s400/Destin+2008+%233+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you don't have to read about our beach trip anymore.  We are thinking we should go twice a year b/c it is perfect for our family!  WE LOVE THE BEACH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4143750984149349185?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4143750984149349185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4143750984149349185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4143750984149349185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4143750984149349185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-beach-post.html' title='Final Beach Post'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLqwODZC38I/AAAAAAAAAZM/bTpLVlJhUN0/s72-c/Destin+2008+%233+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3218700478579864268</id><published>2008-08-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:06:10.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team edward'/><title type='text'>Team Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLavJp6rIqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LLEyZDiVf4w/s1600-h/nina+&amp;amp;+Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239567796897784482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLavJp6rIqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LLEyZDiVf4w/s400/nina+%26+Chloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLau5p9LNPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xIy3TJ6jGJ8/s1600-h/team+edward+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239567522030367986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLau5p9LNPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xIy3TJ6jGJ8/s400/team+edward+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Team Edward&lt;br /&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; Nina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is Chloe in all her glory, representing the Edward groupies. She asked it she could wear it to church and I said that might be a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; too much! But you have to love the girl for trying! So I was off in San Diego and Chloe went with Nina to the midnight party at the B&amp;amp;N to get the copy in their hot little hands. And you can see by their smiles, they were successful. Chloe read BD in 4-5 days ! I think she has already read it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3218700478579864268?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3218700478579864268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3218700478579864268' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3218700478579864268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3218700478579864268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/team-edward.html' title='Team Edward'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLavJp6rIqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LLEyZDiVf4w/s72-c/nina+%26+Chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-969553220212412120</id><published>2008-08-25T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:34:19.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach two'/><title type='text'>Beach trip Continues</title><content type='html'>Can you believe how amazing? Not quite a Texas beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGhDrlOyI/AAAAAAAAAYA/sZt6D_9bXBM/s1600-h/Destin+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238537956555569954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGhDrlOyI/AAAAAAAAAYA/sZt6D_9bXBM/s400/Destin+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another great view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGhmLSOmI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5Ao67fFS328/s1600-h/Destin+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238537965815347810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGhmLSOmI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5Ao67fFS328/s400/Destin+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dana and the kids looking at and trying to catch fish...too much Discovery Channel(catching fish looks easy when Bear does it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGh9ORmzI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8f5umGgXsf4/s1600-h/Destin+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238537972001905458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGh9ORmzI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8f5umGgXsf4/s400/Destin+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Daddy looking for crabs! When we let them go, Cole almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGjQzIzwI/AAAAAAAAAYY/wqAUiMjkfkk/s1600-h/Destin+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238537994436660994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGjQzIzwI/AAAAAAAAAYY/wqAUiMjkfkk/s400/Destin+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how most days went at the beach&lt;br /&gt;6:30 AM- My kids get up much to the dismay of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 AM- Dana and sometimes me take the kids down the street to buy a paper to let everyone sleep&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am- start talking about the beach&lt;br /&gt;9:00 am- pack up, lotion up and head to the beach&lt;br /&gt;12-1 pm- Head back to pool to help rinse off&lt;br /&gt;1-2 pm- lunch, some naps, hang out&lt;br /&gt;3:00 pm- talk about going back to the beach or pool&lt;br /&gt;3-5 pm - swim&lt;br /&gt;5-6 pm- make dinner, oh and I forgot we ate about every 30 minutes....seriously!&lt;br /&gt;7-9 pm- play, go crabbing, maybe swim one more time at the pool&lt;br /&gt;9:00 pm- little girls to bed, the rest of us watching the Olympics, play cards, and EAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-969553220212412120?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/969553220212412120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=969553220212412120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/969553220212412120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/969553220212412120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/beach-trip-continues.html' title='Beach trip Continues'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLMGhDrlOyI/AAAAAAAAAYA/sZt6D_9bXBM/s72-c/Destin+2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2493815025963156853</id><published>2008-08-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:56:13.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach 2008'/><title type='text'>Destin 2008</title><content type='html'>We had the BEST time at the beach lasy week!  We went to Santa Rosa Beach just outside of Destin.  The house was gorgous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGCz01njAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1W97qBIqFSg/s1600-h/Destin+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238111668477070338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGCz01njAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1W97qBIqFSg/s400/Destin+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our pack mule, hum I mean my dear, sweet husband carrying all of our stuff to the beach!  (about a 5 minute walk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC0a1NIYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/r4fJWeIHsyc/s1600-h/Destin+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238111678675886466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC0a1NIYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/r4fJWeIHsyc/s400/Destin+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie pie Mallory at the beach.  The water was not as pretty as last year, but each day it was prettier.  The seaweed went away and the water was so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC04qbIUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/AyGir8Z_oI0/s1600-h/Destin+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238111686683730242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC04qbIUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/AyGir8Z_oI0/s400/Destin+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole climbing a tree at the wharf in Destin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC1kSOuJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/reQgvuKlTVY/s1600-h/Destin+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238111698393413778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC1kSOuJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/reQgvuKlTVY/s400/Destin+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph and Mallory swimming in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC2PByNrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tb-gXQfgVpU/s1600-h/Destin+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238111709867161266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGC2PByNrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tb-gXQfgVpU/s400/Destin+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2493815025963156853?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2493815025963156853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2493815025963156853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2493815025963156853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2493815025963156853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/destin-2008.html' title='Destin 2008'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SLGCz01njAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1W97qBIqFSg/s72-c/Destin+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3802609621332155827</id><published>2008-08-12T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:30:21.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects that are never done'/><title type='text'>Unfinished Projects</title><content type='html'>So I can't seem to get oraganized enough to complete some 'half' completed projects. Mainly because I don't know what to do or can't find what I am looking for. So maybe posting will help me organized my thoughts and get some much needed feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXPYKigI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ik2NNTtAPWY/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233719727943748098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXPYKigI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ik2NNTtAPWY/s400/Unfinished+projects+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a pic of my curtains. I think I need to add some curtains underneath to add some length, but I am stuck on which color to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXa_DbGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/t_Xy3ENlJXQ/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233719731059649634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXa_DbGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/t_Xy3ENlJXQ/s400/Unfinished+projects+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O.K. Here is a FREE sofa table that a friend gave me. I was looking for ANYTHING for this long, crazy hallway. So I am thinking about painting it black and adding some lamps and whatever. Change out the hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXrfS0bI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CKKIX-o8PRw/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233719735489843634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXrfS0bI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CKKIX-o8PRw/s400/Unfinished+projects+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of the crazy hallway! There is a weird archway there so you can't use the whole wall. Plus the hall turns a different direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXzHELVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yilu4eAAUT0/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233719737535704402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXzHELVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yilu4eAAUT0/s400/Unfinished+projects+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in the middle of the hallway, looking at the front door. What to do here.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoYCKekMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_kbo7dbhyNc/s1600-h/Unfinished+projects+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233719741576548546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoYCKekMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_kbo7dbhyNc/s400/Unfinished+projects+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shoe bench my honey made, complete with a rim to add a cushion(that I have not made) and notice the temp control right in the middle of the wall! So I guess I will add a black hook board, you know from Target, five or so hooks spaced apart attached to white or black wood board? That is my version of a mudroom, minus the room and cute stuff!&lt;br /&gt;So if I can get this all done, then I might be able to finish my girls PINK room.(See how I got out of that ?....b/c I can't find white bedding under $75 a piece and the I got tired of being in that room!) Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3802609621332155827?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3802609621332155827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3802609621332155827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3802609621332155827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3802609621332155827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/unfinished-projects.html' title='Unfinished Projects'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKHoXPYKigI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ik2NNTtAPWY/s72-c/Unfinished+projects+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8604478657678151073</id><published>2008-08-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:28:29.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGdNntADFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/a4hyspp_TJ4/s1600-h/Trips+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233637099302816850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGdNntADFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/a4hyspp_TJ4/s400/Trips+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick, Jena, baby Will, Cole, Chloe, Mia, Mallory and Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we returned home after a week, we had to begin the fun process of unpacking and you know what...laundry. Well, before San Diego, I thought the dryer might be on its way out and I was right. So one week before leaving for Florida, we had to go buy a new dryer! UGH! But by Sunday the laundry was done and we could focus on another fun project- school supplies! We will return from Destin about 12 hours before the first day of school! So I guess we better be ready! Oh, and 2 hours before we leave for Florida, I am throwing a baby shower! Anyone as crazy as me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we met some cousins on myDad's side in Alvin and had a good time catching up. These are actually normal relatives that you want to hang out with. We will have to do better to see them more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8604478657678151073?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8604478657678151073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8604478657678151073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8604478657678151073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8604478657678151073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-three.html' title='Part three'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGdNntADFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/a4hyspp_TJ4/s72-c/Trips+2008+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1440703582366903803</id><published>2008-08-12T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:19:03.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgetown'/><title type='text'>Part Two- Georgetown visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGaeZ0N0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_tqbhnVGeKg/s1600-h/Trips+2008+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233634089097875714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGaeZ0N0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_tqbhnVGeKg/s400/Trips+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "The boys" and Cole. They are 1 year older but I think they might be taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGaeuqizMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/jLAYi_ZiLLU/s1600-h/Trips+2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233634094694452418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGaeuqizMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/jLAYi_ZiLLU/s400/Trips+2008+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Miss Grace- the nicest women on the face of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGae-M0IBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Cq3HCyR8W2o/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233634098864726034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGae-M0IBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Cq3HCyR8W2o/s400/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and the boys two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGafVwgWGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/q3fWEKsmCdU/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233634105188440162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGafVwgWGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/q3fWEKsmCdU/s400/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Grace and Mallory two years ago- Grace picked Mallory up soaking wet and ruined her linen outfit- that is so Miss Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after San Diego I gather my little family and we stay in G-town to visit friends and family. Our dear friends the Hoopers are moving to Mississippi and so we spent time with them. Cole and "the boys" have been frinds since Cole could walk! I spent many a day going to get him across the street and having to drag him back to our house , with Cole screaming the entire way! They will Always be the best of friends and I am so thankful to have known them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1440703582366903803?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1440703582366903803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1440703582366903803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1440703582366903803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1440703582366903803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-two-georgetoen-visit.html' title='Part Two- Georgetown visit'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGaeZ0N0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_tqbhnVGeKg/s72-c/Trips+2008+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-121026448494141606</id><published>2008-08-12T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:04:38.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san diego'/><title type='text'>Where Have We Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVBl2G5uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Kk7UBgwHpXo/s1600-h/Trips+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628096552691426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVBl2G5uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Kk7UBgwHpXo/s400/Trips+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lobby of Dana's property in San Diego- super posh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVB63qvCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UJolCOCHy8A/s1600-h/Trips+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628102196378658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVB63qvCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UJolCOCHy8A/s400/Trips+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A really bad angle pic of the San Diego temple- which is amazing in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVCO_gy2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/qPXRW8WqnBQ/s1600-h/Trips+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628107597990754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVCO_gy2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/qPXRW8WqnBQ/s400/Trips+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beach in La Joella- clean, cool and we even saw a photo shoot down the beach...soooo California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVCiKH6tI/AAAAAAAAAVw/fjwqKD7vn8I/s1600-h/Trips+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628112742771410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVCiKH6tI/AAAAAAAAAVw/fjwqKD7vn8I/s400/Trips+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from the top of Dana's property(11th floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVC5dO6ZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/l4P2SBkF7SE/s1600-h/Trips+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628118996937106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVC5dO6ZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/l4P2SBkF7SE/s400/Trips+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roof top pool- just so you know how the other half live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it seems like I dropped off the planet but we have just been a little busy and I am trying to check my breath for we are not done traveling yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes my last three weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3 months of planning, I dropped off four kids at three different locations, three different cities And got myself to the airport to meet Dana in San Diego for a long week-end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast and enjoyed every moment. Perfect weather, great food and I even got to meet up with my old &lt;a href="http://farnsworthbk.blogspot.com/"&gt;college roomie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-121026448494141606?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/121026448494141606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=121026448494141606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/121026448494141606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/121026448494141606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-have-we-been.html' title='Where Have We Been?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SKGVBl2G5uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Kk7UBgwHpXo/s72-c/Trips+2008+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8071984990787108239</id><published>2008-07-25T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:23:24.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting in Pink'/><title type='text'>Think Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0i1hlqaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KEFolYiS8sU/s1600-h/Pink+Girls+room+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227048090605037986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0i1hlqaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KEFolYiS8sU/s400/Pink+Girls+room+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wall by Mallory's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0jFs5m0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/cobNjto9-6I/s1600-h/Pink+Girls+room+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227048094947449666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0jFs5m0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/cobNjto9-6I/s400/Pink+Girls+room+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wall when you first walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0jsXutdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/702KJ2i4eKM/s1600-h/Pink+Girls+room+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227048105327637970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0jsXutdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/702KJ2i4eKM/s400/Pink+Girls+room+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A view of the corner&lt;br /&gt;* Note the other two walls do not have diamonds.  Just pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So for the past four days I have been working in the girls room and their "PINK" walls.  All I can say is that I am done with painting and pink....for a while anyway.  Thanks to Chloe who helped on our first night.  And big thanks to my friend Kelly for the diamonds would not be possible without her faith and math skills.  But I do love how the room turned out and I can't wait to finish, ya know curtains, bedding, cute accessories.  I will post a pic when all is done, please don't hold your breath, it may be a while! Just imagine black &amp;amp; white around the room and the only pink is on the walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8071984990787108239?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8071984990787108239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8071984990787108239' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8071984990787108239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8071984990787108239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/think-pink.html' title='Think Pink'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SIo0i1hlqaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KEFolYiS8sU/s72-c/Pink+Girls+room+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3661221130057862398</id><published>2008-07-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:48:10.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen + Julie = Love'/><title type='text'>I Heart Edward Cullen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SH1Cs2Mbw5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jOeri3Ur418/s1600-h/Edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223404481048986514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SH1Cs2Mbw5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jOeri3Ur418/s400/Edward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love Edward.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so sad but totally true.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dying for the next book to come out and I am boycotting all other books until I can read Breaking Dawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have a widget at the bottom of the page if you would like daily quotes from Stephenie Meyer from Breaking Dawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is really crazy is that Chloe tried to get me to read the book last year and I told her no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I did pick it up, I read it in one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the second book in a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third book three days b/c my family needed to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarie, one of my favorite blogging friends said,"Now don't you feel silly for having those books in your house for a year!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very silly indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3661221130057862398?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3661221130057862398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3661221130057862398' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3661221130057862398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3661221130057862398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heart-edward-cullen.html' title='I Heart Edward Cullen'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SH1Cs2Mbw5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jOeri3Ur418/s72-c/Edward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4762517974910928580</id><published>2008-07-15T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:54:48.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana fishing'/><title type='text'>Dana's Deep Fishing Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_ha3bv8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/T7in8lu7xj0/s1600-h/GulfFishingTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223330617455525826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_ha3bv8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/T7in8lu7xj0/s400/GulfFishingTrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dana with one of three fish he caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_PrDBjQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Kpo_ufnDezU/s1600-h/GulfFishingTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_QAQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAUo/hD_EpgXJJ-A/s1600-h/fishing+trip"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223330318253291810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_QAQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAUo/hD_EpgXJJ-A/s400/fishing+trip" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view from 30 miles off the shore in Galveston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana went on a deep sea fishing trip with Gigi(his grandmother) and her husband Tom.  They didn't catch too many fish but enjoyed the trip.  Dana said next time Chloe and Cole are going, too! And he did not throw up one time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4762517974910928580?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4762517974910928580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4762517974910928580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4762517974910928580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4762517974910928580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/danas-deep-fishing-event.html' title='Dana&apos;s Deep Fishing Event'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHz_ha3bv8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/T7in8lu7xj0/s72-c/GulfFishingTrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-6739754610343985940</id><published>2008-07-14T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:14:05.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lotion'/><title type='text'>Is Too Much a bad thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHvAo6Wl5II/AAAAAAAAAUY/otoeAzT1RBs/s1600-h/lotions+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980001957536898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHvAo6Wl5II/AAAAAAAAAUY/otoeAzT1RBs/s400/lotions+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can a girl have too many lotions? I think I may have a problem...I Might possibly be slightly attached to lotions.....maybe. I am organizing my bathroom and what do I find? Just the 13 bottles of lotion under my sink, not counting in my purse, kitchen or any other spot in the house. Does anyone have more than my mere 13?? Who is brave enough to admit it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-6739754610343985940?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6739754610343985940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=6739754610343985940' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6739754610343985940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/6739754610343985940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-too-much-bad-thing.html' title='Is Too Much a bad thing?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHvAo6Wl5II/AAAAAAAAAUY/otoeAzT1RBs/s72-c/lotions+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2815289324019186818</id><published>2008-07-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:12:29.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's Big Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsMDYK1I/AAAAAAAAATs/Ro8qirAMl3g/s1600-h/at+the+rodeo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221105390923033426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsMDYK1I/AAAAAAAAATs/Ro8qirAMl3g/s320/at+the+rodeo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and Clayton at the rodeo. Cole likes the bull riders....of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsWEwOpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8PSLKcKM6J8/s1600-h/Briggs+Crime+Watch+Assoc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221105393613159058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsWEwOpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8PSLKcKM6J8/s320/Briggs+Crime+Watch+Assoc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are you feeling safe?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsgqCQYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/0lbSKiCfycw/s1600-h/Don"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221105396453884290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsgqCQYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/0lbSKiCfycw/s320/Don%27t+mess+with+Texas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXtNQXm7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/CYm5Y9OVF5Q/s1600-h/wet+and+wild+Cole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221105408425827250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXtNQXm7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/CYm5Y9OVF5Q/s320/wet+and+wild+Cole.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole at Dean and Elly's and their GIANT slip and slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXtnBGWOI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HUwA_ektErs/s1600-h/sleeping+cowboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221105415341103330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXtnBGWOI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HUwA_ektErs/s320/sleeping+cowboy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole all tuckered out...could he be any cuter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were having fun at home, Cole Brandon went went his Nana's and Pop Pop's with his cousin Clayton. They went on Thursday morning and by the end of the day they had shot grasshoppers, rode Clayton's 4 wheeler and dug up Nana's garden that has burned to a crisp. They also went to the movies, a shopping trip for cowboy apparel, a night at the Belton Rodeo, two parties and whatever time was left, "working" on the land! Don't you know Cole was in heaven. He called on Friday to say he "got" to cut back the lantana and how fun that was. I told him, "You NEED to be a farmer son. It is the only way to happiness!" So the trip was a success and Cole got a little farm fix. Thanks Nana and Pop Pop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2815289324019186818?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2815289324019186818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2815289324019186818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2815289324019186818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2815289324019186818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/cole-and-clayton-at-rodeo.html' title='Cole&apos;s Big Fun'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHUXsMDYK1I/AAAAAAAAATs/Ro8qirAMl3g/s72-c/at+the+rodeo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-8796811906263703229</id><published>2008-07-09T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:46:05.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwx9fNMDI/AAAAAAAAATE/g3gWvjQt9Kk/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062609138954290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwx9fNMDI/AAAAAAAAATE/g3gWvjQt9Kk/s320/Fourth+of+July+008.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia at the fireworks cheesing the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwzG094bI/AAAAAAAAATM/xuzOGCzuIyw/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062628826014130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwzG094bI/AAAAAAAAATM/xuzOGCzuIyw/s320/Fourth+of+July+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory, Chloe, Ramsey, Dana and Riley hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwzR6jd5I/AAAAAAAAATU/RWUjrTEzYic/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062631802238866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwzR6jd5I/AAAAAAAAATU/RWUjrTEzYic/s320/Fourth+of+July+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dana and his brown eyed girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwznhIQxI/AAAAAAAAATc/6QGu3tkvtv0/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062637601178386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwznhIQxI/AAAAAAAAATc/6QGu3tkvtv0/s320/Fourth+of+July+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia, Chloe and Mallory at the beach in Galveston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwz5Q64fI/AAAAAAAAATk/KtyS35Z72YY/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062642365030898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwz5Q64fI/AAAAAAAAATk/KtyS35Z72YY/s320/Fourth+of+July+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory trying on a camo hat at the army supply store in Galveston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvWDYfK7I/AAAAAAAAASc/QiyKELeOq-I/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061030173420466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvWDYfK7I/AAAAAAAAASc/QiyKELeOq-I/s320/Fourth+of+July+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started our long week-end with a trip to the drive in! Cole went to Nana's, so it was girl's night.(Plus Dad) This is how to watch a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvWvuVy4I/AAAAAAAAASk/feimeFyuyL4/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061042076240770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvWvuVy4I/AAAAAAAAASk/feimeFyuyL4/s320/Fourth+of+July+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Dad at the movies......I know, so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvXqxPSzI/AAAAAAAAASs/uVYcIxnFaLU/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061057926089522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvXqxPSzI/AAAAAAAAASs/uVYcIxnFaLU/s320/Fourth+of+July+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fourth of July in the morning we went to the pancake breakfast at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvY_p3lwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PvcfEQFtPns/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061080712189698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvY_p3lwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PvcfEQFtPns/s320/Fourth+of+July+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to show off the festive bow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvZUuBscI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fi9WI9n0rHY/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061086366773698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTvZUuBscI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fi9WI9n0rHY/s320/Fourth+of+July+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That night we went to The Woodlands fireworks with the Rucker's and had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Mia, Ramsey, Chloe and Mallory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Fourth of July and had lots of fun pretending like we were such jet-setters! By the end of the week-end we were exhausted but grateful for the memories! First was the drive-in, better than two summers ago but Mia is still the loose cannon. Then pancake breakfast fourth of July morning, swimming and grilling at a friends for the afternoon. Than off the the fireworks with the Rucker's. By the time we got home, I was worn out. But oh no, we couldn't stop there, we met Dana's aunt, uncle, cousin, grandmother and new grandpa at the beach. Lots of fun family time, then off the get the best chocolate malt ever in Galveston, check out some stores. Then back home, Sunday we picked up Cole from his fun week-end(another blog) and got home from church to welcome our cousin Meghan who is really our kids ages(4) for a two day girl fest! Don't you just love summer????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-8796811906263703229?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8796811906263703229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=8796811906263703229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8796811906263703229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/8796811906263703229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SHTwx9fNMDI/AAAAAAAAATE/g3gWvjQt9Kk/s72-c/Fourth+of+July+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-5365824445143876001</id><published>2008-07-02T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:34:17.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGwPKmOCQDI/AAAAAAAAASU/jzsZkfiRVNQ/s1600-h/canning+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218562742948085810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGwPKmOCQDI/AAAAAAAAASU/jzsZkfiRVNQ/s320/canning+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still in shock that I actually canned something...thanks to my friend Debbie! It was not too hard, but I only took orders. Debbie was large and in charge of the canning! Whew.....I am glad she was there to help. Sadly, we did not get as many jars as we originally thought but it was still worth it. We also froze squash, bell peppers, and zucchini. My extra freezer to actually filling up. Even the blueberries we picked have a spot! Now if we just remember to use these yummie vegetable's and fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-5365824445143876001?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5365824445143876001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=5365824445143876001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5365824445143876001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/5365824445143876001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-in-progress.html' title='A Work in Progress'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGwPKmOCQDI/AAAAAAAAASU/jzsZkfiRVNQ/s72-c/canning+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2376553109356796605</id><published>2008-06-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:15:25.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe is 14!!!!  Which makes me......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8K1POGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JTMoqbn8SC4/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217103443148093538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8K1POGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JTMoqbn8SC4/s320/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe's Twelfth Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8devcII/AAAAAAAAARE/g3W-xQpzeow/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217103448154009730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8devcII/AAAAAAAAARE/g3W-xQpzeow/s320/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out in 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8QG5BWI/AAAAAAAAARM/aHhDXHS8GHU/s1600-h/Pictures+2006+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217103444564313442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8QG5BWI/AAAAAAAAARM/aHhDXHS8GHU/s320/Pictures+2006+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe at horse camp 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf9D16BFI/AAAAAAAAARU/XWHlIg1WfOI/s1600-h/Pictures+2006+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217103458451719250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf9D16BFI/AAAAAAAAARU/XWHlIg1WfOI/s320/Pictures+2006+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe when she used to pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf9TzNhWI/AAAAAAAAARc/tvht-fYpVKI/s1600-h/Pictures+2006+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217103462735381858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf9TzNhWI/AAAAAAAAARc/tvht-fYpVKI/s320/Pictures+2006+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe &amp;amp; Mallory 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot not tell you how hard it is to say ,"I have 14 year old!" It just doesn't seem possible.Chloe came when I was not planning on being a mom yet. Little did I know she was exactly what I needed and changed me for the better. Without Chloe, Dana and I would not have become a family. Without Chloe, I would not have become a mom. And without Chloe, I would have missed the best love of my life. So to say she is special does not quite cover it. She is a reflection of all the things I wished I could have been. She has always been mature. She is very kind and always thinks about others first. She has her Dad's wicked sense of humor and can always make me laugh. I cannot stay mad at her for more than 10 minutes. And she is confident and sure of who she is. And I am planning on going to college with her b/c I will miss my best friend way too much to let her go. But I guess that is what being a mom is all about. Letting go a little each day, hoping they remember all you taught them and praying they won't let go completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-2376553109356796605?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2376553109356796605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2376553109356796605' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2376553109356796605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2376553109356796605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/chloe-is-14-which-makes-me.html' title='Chloe is 14!!!!  Which makes me......'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGbf8K1POGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JTMoqbn8SC4/s72-c/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-341972025101011850</id><published>2008-06-24T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:08:44.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen'/><title type='text'>AHHHH, Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGEEZbYYA-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/sFBQe7mwokM/s1600-h/IM000014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454678364980194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGEEZbYYA-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/sFBQe7mwokM/s320/IM000014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED7ad5lvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GEUToXJONmQ/s1600-h/IM000001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O.K. So this proof the kitchen can be clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED7RzjyTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BCqFdNR6TWs/s1600-h/IM000002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454160398567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED7RzjyTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BCqFdNR6TWs/s320/IM000002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clean pantry with new bread box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED73EOyiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-3QZ_xWscoE/s1600-h/IM000004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454170400606754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED73EOyiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-3QZ_xWscoE/s320/IM000004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Newly organized cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED75UNi2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/P46UkA70tp4/s1600-h/IM000006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454171004504930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED75UNi2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/P46UkA70tp4/s320/IM000006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More oranization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED8A6PJ3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/BfP-je6qnhA/s1600-h/IM000011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454173043042162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGED8A6PJ3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/BfP-je6qnhA/s320/IM000011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mail center clutter fest is now in the cabinet above and my mixer can stay out on display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom Sandi came for a visit last week. She actually stayed for three days, which is rare and we had so much fun. We went shopping at the new outlet and she was so kind to buy me some new clothes.(I think she was tired of seeing the same clothes!) But the highlight of the trip for me was Organizing my kitchen. My mom has an awesome talent of organizing. I know you are feeling a little jealous, I know. So before she came I pitched the idea for her to help my with the pantry. Well, she took it to a new level and organized most of my cabinets! She convinced me to put some things that I never use in tub stored on the top of my closet. And she added some helpful items as well. So far I really feel the need for the kitchen to be perfect...which is a good thing. If only the rest of the house looked so good....&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/4958107142911889524-341972025101011850?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/341972025101011850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=341972025101011850' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/341972025101011850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/341972025101011850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhh-organization.html' title='AHHHH, Organization'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SGEEZbYYA-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/sFBQe7mwokM/s72-c/IM000014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1633398864152665355</id><published>2008-06-21T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T20:19:36.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Blueberry Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EPtNB1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nh_WGOPUonU/s1600-h/blueberries+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214539717676226274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EPtNB1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nh_WGOPUonU/s320/blueberries+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallory looking the part...but not actually playing the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EQNC2_qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NBOqt7ky-yA/s1600-h/blueberries+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214539726223507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EQNC2_qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NBOqt7ky-yA/s320/blueberries+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole in his element- outside, on a farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EQw2t8UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/pLG1C7HFq-E/s1600-h/blueberries+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214539735836258626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EQw2t8UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/pLG1C7HFq-E/s320/blueberries+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's version of picking- dumping dirt from one pail to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am all about planning stuff for the summer, including school hour M-F, field trips, library days, pool/Splashtown and basically anything to entertain and teach my kids. So our first official field trip was an outing to Morehead Blueberry Farm. Of course it was the first day of a Super Hot week here in Houston. So when we pulled up at 9:45, it was already blazing hot! But we were optimistic, meaning I was convincing my kiddos it wasn't THAT hot. Well, the girls lasted about 45 minutes and baled. Chloe took the keys and the little girls to sit in the air conditioned car.(Ironic since the A/C went out about 6 hours later....another blog). But Cole and I prevailed and managed to pick 7 1/2 pds of blueberries in a total of 1 and 1/2 hours! Yea for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole: I am good at picking blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Yes you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole: I should be a picker when I grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom:Yes, you should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole:I pick better than you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pause..I look at his pail and sure enough, he actually has way more than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Yes, you are a way better picker than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are planning on returning next week, sans the girls to do some serious picking, with Cole's help of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1633398864152665355?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1633398864152665355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1633398864152665355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1633398864152665355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1633398864152665355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-blueberry-time.html' title='It&apos;s Blueberry Time'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF3EPtNB1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nh_WGOPUonU/s72-c/blueberries+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1404098512295073648</id><published>2008-06-21T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:57:00.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Fun'/><title type='text'>Let the summer begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-zZVQ9AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6gyt1uweRjg/s1600-h/Mia,+Cole+&amp;amp;+Mal+at+ninas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214533733747586050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-zZVQ9AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6gyt1uweRjg/s320/Mia,+Cole+%26+Mal+at+ninas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-Q75GlaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/C5NFZNP5ryc/s1600-h/Mia+and+Mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214533141729285538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-Q75GlaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/C5NFZNP5ryc/s320/Mia+and+Mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mama and Mallory hanging out pool side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RGOauZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iMvdf1c1RxQ/s1600-h/3+amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214533144503040402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RGOauZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iMvdf1c1RxQ/s320/3+amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole, Uncle Joseph and Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RRx_LhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XaImTn2yyp4/s1600-h/Joey+&amp;amp;+Mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RsKR1qI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bxJkCRwSbk0/s1600-h/Mia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214533154686228130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RsKR1qI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bxJkCRwSbk0/s320/Mia%27s+bum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia with her bum hanging out...always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RhjudqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/hB2ukxduoRw/s1600-h/Pretty+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214533151840171682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-RhjudqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/hB2ukxduoRw/s320/Pretty+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Mallory's cute toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, summer is officially here and we could not be any busier! The first week of summer(first full week with no school), we went with Dana to his property in Dallas for a few days and had the best time! The property was gorgeous, with views of downtown with floor to ceiling windows through out the entire apartment. We swam on the rooftop pool and walked to eat downtown and hung out with my friend Elizabeth at a park full of life size longhorns! We have no photos b/c Chloe took my camera on her trip to Washington D.C that same week! Then we came home and went to Georgetown to see Nina and Papa Merris. The kids had a great time with their Uncle Joseph who is super fun and Very patient! We swam and went to the movies(Mia's first time) and me and the little girls went and had our toes done! Nina's treat! We have set a high standard for the first week of summer....I am a little scared.&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/4958107142911889524-1404098512295073648?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1404098512295073648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1404098512295073648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1404098512295073648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1404098512295073648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-summer-begin.html' title='Let the summer begin'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SF2-zZVQ9AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6gyt1uweRjg/s72-c/Mia,+Cole+%26+Mal+at+ninas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-1893541508947628825</id><published>2008-06-06T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:16:01.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe&apos;s Dance'/><title type='text'>Chloe's Eighth Grade Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliHZpLoHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I5Tdoq0Hevo/s1600-h/eighth+grade+dance+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208802323312910450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliHZpLoHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I5Tdoq0Hevo/s320/eighth+grade+dance+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily And Chloe at the school dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliH5pLoII/AAAAAAAAAOE/VLHuHGU1OtU/s1600-h/eighth+grade+dance+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208802331902845058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliH5pLoII/AAAAAAAAAOE/VLHuHGU1OtU/s320/eighth+grade+dance+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taelor and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIJpLoJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VP4re7fO-A8/s1600-h/eighth+grade+dance+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208802336197812370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIJpLoJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VP4re7fO-A8/s320/eighth+grade+dance+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and Chloe sporting the limo look- yeah, L.A. should watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIZpLoKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PkTQgJ-sKp8/s1600-h/eighth+grade+dance+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208802340492779682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIZpLoKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PkTQgJ-sKp8/s320/eighth+grade+dance+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsey and Chloe before the SECOND dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIppLoLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fdFJJjObd-Q/s1600-h/eighth+grade+dance+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208802344787746994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliIppLoLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fdFJJjObd-Q/s320/eighth+grade+dance+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the girls in the limo- don't even ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reading the previous post about Mia and thinking how sweet to have a two year old and all the joys of toddler hood. But now I am switching gears into an unknown land-teenager hood!!!!! It is quite interesting to balance these two mini-families we have. One family consists of three young children, always keeping us busy and entertained. Then there is this other family- Chloe. She is 8, 10 and 12 years apart from the other kids and was by herself for 8 years. So she is like an only child in a lot of ways. So while I am raising small children, teaching them the basics, I also am raising a teenager, who already knows all the basics and needs help remembering the basics and a lot of directing as she has new experiences all the time. So Cole graduated from kindergarten yesterday and Chloe graduated from middle school!! I feel the gray hairs multiplying. But Chloe is a great girl and is truly one of my very best friends in the world! I think because I had her so young(21), we kind of grew up together in a lot of ways. I enjoy watching her grow up and she slips away a little everyday. It hurts my heart when I know she will be gone in a few short years. But for now I will watch her moment to moment, memorizing her sweet mannerisms, enjoying her humor and outlook on life. And isn't she just gorgeous? Well, she is gorgeous inside and out. And I guess she will always be my baby, too. She made me a mom and I am forever grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-1893541508947628825?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1893541508947628825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=1893541508947628825' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1893541508947628825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/1893541508947628825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/chloes-eighth-grade-dancs.html' title='Chloe&apos;s Eighth Grade Dance'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEliHZpLoHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I5Tdoq0Hevo/s72-c/eighth+grade+dance+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-2594342055023129193</id><published>2008-06-03T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:44:34.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia&apos;s Memory Lane'/><title type='text'>Mia Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdpLathPI/AAAAAAAAANE/07Bb0Q27ZC0/s1600-h/102_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207741874888869106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdpLathPI/AAAAAAAAANE/07Bb0Q27ZC0/s320/102_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's first days in wires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdpbathQI/AAAAAAAAANM/IEurGCujjDY/s1600-h/102_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207741879183836418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdpbathQI/AAAAAAAAANM/IEurGCujjDY/s320/102_0984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Mia talking about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdprathRI/AAAAAAAAANU/N8UUYBGokf0/s1600-h/102_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207741883478803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdprathRI/AAAAAAAAANU/N8UUYBGokf0/s320/102_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and her 'prissy' smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbJbathKI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mGefQhqEZdY/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbJrathLI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wKYWLOIoTCM/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739134699734194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbJrathLI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wKYWLOIoTCM/s320/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found her sleeping with her bow being used as a sleeping mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbJ7athMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dO-mREmmaco/s1600-h/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739138994701506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbJ7athMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dO-mREmmaco/s320/Aug+-+dec+Pictures+2006+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbKLathNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5mgtYcjGIUc/s1600-h/2007Vac+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739143289668818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbKLathNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5mgtYcjGIUc/s320/2007Vac+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbKrathOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ygcaDsWWovc/s1600-h/2007Vac+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739151879603426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWbKrathOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ygcaDsWWovc/s320/2007Vac+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Mallory......Still always watching Mallory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWYL7athJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-OkdImsL5rI/s1600-h/2007Vac+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking a lot about Mia and the fact that she is my "Baby" but really she is not a baby any longer. I can feel myself holding on a little tighter and wanting her not to grow up at all. I even try to cuddle her like a baby in the recliner and I will say,"Are you my baby?" And she replies every time,"No, I not your baby. I big girl!" Ouch! But I do remember when she was a baby and how I did cherish her every moment! So here is a memory lane tour of my Not a baby...baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mia was 5 weeks early and although I thought I was prepared for a preemie, I was not. She weighed 6 pds so I thought she would be fine but her lungs were not fine and she spent 10 days in the NICU. I didn't even get to hold her the first day and the second night the nurse let me hold her, even though I wasn't suppose to b/c of her wires, IV lines, etc. She seemed so tiny since my baby before Mallory was 10 pds! (Another ouch.) But we did get her home on Cole's birthday and the day before Mother's Day. She was quiet most of the time, slept the entire summer and ate a lot. When she got older, she would hang onto me like a little monkey holds onto the mama and I loved it. She has always been very attached to me but pretty independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was in the NICU, one night Nurse Jenny called and told me they had finally been able to give her a bath(7 days old) and they thought Mia had red hair! Oh, was that a sign! Cole had predicted on a chart I made that Mia would have red hair and look like him! What he forgot to mention was that she would act like him! Mia is loud, climbs everything, has a mean temper and loves to snuggle, just like her brother! I always said I prayed for another girl but forgot to mention what personality I wanted! I got the girl but one just like my little man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Mia is bright, funny, caring and knows what she wants! I always wished I had been less shy and more outspoken as a child and Mia is showing me how it is done! But I don't worry that much about her- She takes care of herself. What a firecracker, what a perfect little red for me to love and watch. And what a blessing for the world to know!&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/4958107142911889524-2594342055023129193?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2594342055023129193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=2594342055023129193' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2594342055023129193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/2594342055023129193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/mia-growing-up.html' title='Mia Growing Up'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SEWdpLathPI/AAAAAAAAANE/07Bb0Q27ZC0/s72-c/102_0939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-3960872517805075573</id><published>2008-05-29T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:30:37.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Danielle's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X8batg4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TsqEEWPx3KU/s1600-h/cole+pool+pic+5-17-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205976389927142274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X8batg4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TsqEEWPx3KU/s320/cole+pool+pic+5-17-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole looking too handsome for words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X8ratg5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1zMDjhSS-YM/s1600-h/Julie+Nana+and+sweeties+5-17-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205976394222109586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X8ratg5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1zMDjhSS-YM/s320/Julie+Nana+and+sweeties+5-17-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, my mom and the kids wearing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X87atg6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xlZDEgaPoTs/s1600-h/cole+and+Mia+poolside+5-18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205976398517076898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X87atg6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xlZDEgaPoTs/s320/cole+and+Mia+poolside+5-18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and Mia pool side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May has been a crazy, busy month but a lot of fun and family. May 17th Dana's sister Danielle was married in Austin. It was really beautiful outside wedding. Here are a few pics. Cole was the ring bearer. He was soooo cute. After the ceremony, when they were walking back down the isle, he came right to us and we had to whisper that he had to finish walking out! Mia spent the entire time there trying to get into the pool.  Several times she was actually trying to get her clothes off!  But we made it thru with no pool incidents.  Dana found a coy pond on the other side of the house and we spent some time there. I forgot my camera(YIKES) so I am relying on others kindness to get some photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-3960872517805075573?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3960872517805075573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=3960872517805075573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3960872517805075573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/3960872517805075573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/aunt-danielles-wedding.html' title='Aunt Danielle&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD9X8batg4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TsqEEWPx3KU/s72-c/cole+pool+pic+5-17-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-7075462100490763191</id><published>2008-05-29T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:19:22.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's 8th grade Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XKbatg1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fRi0cg9Imio/s1600-h/Chloe+award+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205834793445327698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XKbatg1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fRi0cg9Imio/s320/Chloe+award+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her basketball ball coach handing her award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XLLatg2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8D3ZkLtAKmI/s1600-h/Chloe+award+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205834806330229602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XLLatg2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8D3ZkLtAKmI/s320/Chloe+award+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe and friends from church with all their goods.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205834810625196914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XLbatg3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/-6QkxuyYdxc/s320/Chloe+award+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chloe and a close up of her trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago we received a letter stating that Chloe was to receive an award at the Eighth Grade Awards Ceremony. So since then we have been trying to guess which class she would be getting an award in. We narrowed it down to Science or Social Studies since she gets high grades in those classes. So when we arrived, there were the programs and what each person earned. So I look to see Chloe's name and she received ...drum roll please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coaches Award of Excellence for Athletics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so proud b/c Chloe tries so hard in athletics She was on the basketball team and track team at school. And the fact that the coached choose was even sweeter. She and one boy in all of eighth grade received the award. We are super proud of Chloe and all she does. She is excellent and now she has a trophy to prove it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-7075462100490763191?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7075462100490763191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=7075462100490763191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7075462100490763191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/7075462100490763191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/chloes-8th-grade-award.html' title='Chloe&apos;s 8th grade Award'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/SD7XKbatg1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fRi0cg9Imio/s72-c/Chloe+award+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958107142911889524.post-4023551315237901043</id><published>2008-05-21T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:31:47.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model Shoot'/><title type='text'>Famous Mia</title><content type='html'>I took the kids to get their picture taken last week by an awesome lady named Cathy. A friend of mine, Jamie, had referred her so I knew she could manage my four kids. So we go and let me just say that wanting to poke my eyeballs out was on my mind! Watching my kids Not look at the camera, Not take direction and Not smile drove me nuts! But Chloe helped a Ton to get the kids engaged and smiling. So when Cathy e-mailed to ask to use a picture of Mia on her new &lt;a href="http://www.cathyhengstphotography.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I about fell out of my chair! You mean she got a good picture from my free-spirited, not going to have anyone tell her what to do daughter??? She is a genius. And now Mia is famous...sort of! And for the record, Chloe could not believe she picked a pic of Mia after all the trouble she caused. So I am giving Chloe credit for helping.(Even though Chloe was not helping with this particular pic!) So I can't wait to add a pic of the kids on the blog! Thanks Cathy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4958107142911889524-4023551315237901043?l=thetuckerlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4023551315237901043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4958107142911889524&amp;postID=4023551315237901043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4023551315237901043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4958107142911889524/posts/default/4023551315237901043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckerlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/famous-mia.html' title='Famous Mia'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11929999838625476788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SSU2SyJqriU/ShKzf0lJd2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/GNEOaC_3kuU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
