<?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-3907373925108929930</id><updated>2012-01-10T20:26:19.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wagner Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-7934240705460985568</id><published>2010-04-19T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:35:43.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa Trip</title><content type='html'>I know that I'm way behind in my blogging so I'm trying to catch you up on so many events.... please forgive me!! If we're not outside working then I'm inside trying to catch up from all the days spent outside. Also, Scott has doubled up on his school work to try and graduate sooner and so it's difficult to get the computer from him!! &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in February the babies, Scott and I went and spent a week up in Owasso (outside of Tulsa) with my older sister Angie and her kids. We really had a great time! It had just snowed the weekend before we left and so there was still plenty for us to play in. We didn't get in until really late at night so the next morning the babies and I bundled up and went out and played in the snow. Thomas had a blast! He made his first snow angel and he and I had a snowball fight. It started to snow again and Thomas ran around trying to catch snowflakes on his tongue. He loved the fact that he was leaving tracks in the snow and wanted to play "tracker" where Natty Grace and I walked through the yard and he tracked us down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natty had gotten sick the day we were suppose to leave but seemed to be doing better when she woke up from her nap. We decided to go ahead and go to Owasso. She threw up on the way up there and just really felt crappy the whole way. The next day we tried to get her interested in the snow but all she wanted to do was suck on icicles. She and Tommy both thought that was really cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CWrbfemI/AAAAAAAAHVM/F4U-3wXbtQ8/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024511708691042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CWrbfemI/AAAAAAAAHVM/F4U-3wXbtQ8/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thomas catching snowflakes on his tongue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CWFLl8HI/AAAAAAAAHVE/jL--VbBPQuQ/s1600/IMG_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024501441458290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CWFLl8HI/AAAAAAAAHVE/jL--VbBPQuQ/s320/IMG_0734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow Princess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CXDJraFI/AAAAAAAAHVU/Bysqs0UwLx0/s1600/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024518076426322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CXDJraFI/AAAAAAAAHVU/Bysqs0UwLx0/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy and Babies taking a break from playing in the snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CXiJpd-I/AAAAAAAAHVc/_RRh2Kcd7Sw/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024526397798370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CXiJpd-I/AAAAAAAAHVc/_RRh2Kcd7Sw/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natty had enough of the snow, she was ready to just go inside and snuggle with Mommy. Poor Baby Girl just didn't feel good at all!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FlDF-RrI/AAAAAAAAHVs/thJz5dEfn0g/s1600/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462028057113937586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FlDF-RrI/AAAAAAAAHVs/thJz5dEfn0g/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took Princess a good three days before she finally felt even half-way decent. Poor thing just kept running a fever and kept throwing up.... We spent the first few days in Owasso seeing the four walls of Angie's house! But thankfully, by mid-week Natty Grace perked up and really started to be herself again. We even were able to go to the zoo in Tulsa on our last full day there.&lt;/div&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;I was able to see one of the sweetest displays of brotherly affection that week! Since Natty Grace was feeling so terrible, she spent most of her time either in Mommy's bed or on the couch. On Tuesday, I was cooking breakfast and Thomas came in the kitchen and told me, "Mommy, Chipmunk doesn't feel good and she really needs me. Can you cook breakfast without me?" I told him sure, not a problem and asked him what he was going to do. His response (priceless!!!), "I'm going to give her kisses and love and make her feel better like you do me." He then turned around and walked off. I finished cooking breakfast and went to go check on them since they had been so quiet for a while. This is what I found.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FljRafgI/AAAAAAAAHV8/w9g1-MQ8kQ4/s1600/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462028065751858690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FljRafgI/AAAAAAAAHV8/w9g1-MQ8kQ4/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy stayed in bed with Natty for almost half the day just reading books to her!! What an amazing big brother!! He has such big and pure heart!! I know he's going to do something amazing one day!! He's definitely my little LoveBug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FlDF-RrI/AAAAAAAAHVs/thJz5dEfn0g/s1600/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the week Katie wasn't feeling good either and stayed home from school with us. She and Thomas hung out on the couch being little couch potatoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CXiJpd-I/AAAAAAAAHVc/_RRh2Kcd7Sw/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FlQoZsLI/AAAAAAAAHV0/TzMiT0SbTkk/s1600/IMG_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462028060748001458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80FlQoZsLI/AAAAAAAAHV0/TzMiT0SbTkk/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning before school Marty would come in our room and watch cartoons with Thomas before he had to go school. We had stayed up pretty late one night and the next morning, as usual, Marty showed up to watch cartoons. However, poor Tommy just couldn't keep his eyes open! So he just gave up and snuggled up next to Marty to catch a few more Zzzz's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CYqEcyRI/AAAAAAAAHVk/H8DraliZ8zU/s1600/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024545703348498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CYqEcyRI/AAAAAAAAHVk/H8DraliZ8zU/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either my sister and I are really smart and brave, or really stupid.... I haven't figured out which! She had promised the babies that we could go to the zoo while they were there. But because of Natty being so sick and then the weather not cooperating, we kept putting it off. We finally got to our last full day there and still had not gone. It was suppose to be cold and drizzly all day and we were trying to figure out if we should still go. We watched the weather and it said that it was suppose to clear up by noon or so (little did I realize that the weather in Tulsa was as predictable as the weather in Texas!). We decided we would go ahead and chance it. We got there and there was no one else there except the staff!! We finally saw a man and his daughter but no one else showed up. I have to say that I have never been to the zoo when there were mounds of snow EVERYWHERE!! It was cold and wet, the temperature never got out of the 40's and the drizzle misty rain never once stopped. But we had a blast!! We bundled the babies up, rented them a wagon so that we could put blankets on them to keep them warm and we trekked onward! It was really pretty cool being the only idiots willing to go to the zoo in 40 degree weather and misty rain. We didn't have any one to compete with for anything! The unfortunate thing though was that there were several of the animals that were put up due to the temperature.... the most hilarious one was that the penguins, seals and polar bear were put up "due to frigid temperatures"... at least according to the sign... still trying to figure out how they survive in the North Pole if the 40's are considered to "frigid" for them....???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80Fl8kdJRI/AAAAAAAAHWE/YRzN7_YGWMk/s1600/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462028072542610706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80Fl8kdJRI/AAAAAAAAHWE/YRzN7_YGWMk/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thomas reading the map and telling us where we go next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80Fmo3oGMI/AAAAAAAAHWM/wGqQkfveTrE/s1600/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462028084434180290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80Fmo3oGMI/AAAAAAAAHWM/wGqQkfveTrE/s320/IMG_0754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little sitting area in the park. Notice the snow in the background? We were able to get away with climbing on the rocks for the picture because even the staff were smart enough not to be outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NWd0pJkI/AAAAAAAAHWc/f7jwhelnWUw/s1600/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462036602683991618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NWd0pJkI/AAAAAAAAHWc/f7jwhelnWUw/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy posing with the jeweled penguin&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;I will say that it was a really neat little zoo. The babies really did have a great time seeing all the different animals. We're hoping to go back once it's warmer and hopefully all the North Pole animals will be out!! But knowing our luck, all the African animals will probably be put up because it's too hot for them!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NW4vHTuI/AAAAAAAAHWk/GTtSGncdfAA/s1600/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462036609908559586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NW4vHTuI/AAAAAAAAHWk/GTtSGncdfAA/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty decided that she wanted to take over the driving.... it was a good thing no one else was there because she thought it was bumper cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NVzQUp5I/AAAAAAAAHWU/sNoxbiqtkqk/s1600/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462036591257364370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80NVzQUp5I/AAAAAAAAHWU/sNoxbiqtkqk/s320/IMG_0755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi and the babies looking at the flamingos (notice it was too cold for the penguins, but not for flamingos... go figure!!)&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/3907373925108929930-7934240705460985568?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/7934240705460985568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/tulsa-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/7934240705460985568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/7934240705460985568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/tulsa-trip.html' title='Tulsa Trip'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S80CWrbfemI/AAAAAAAAHVM/F4U-3wXbtQ8/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-9156242853522948929</id><published>2010-04-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:14:08.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lived in Texas my whole life and one of my missions in life has always been to see "real" snow! I've seen the ice we get or the one or two inches of real snow but nothing more than that. So this winter/spring has really been enjoyable for me. I saw what I consider to be my first "real" snow fall in Fabruary and then I went to Tulsa to see my sister and they still had the remnants of their last snow storm. Then we were blessed with one more snow day in March. I never thought I would open our mud room door and see this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S8z_I-xvBdI/AAAAAAAAHU0/0JEyT26Y0og/s1600/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462020977849206226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S8z_I-xvBdI/AAAAAAAAHU0/0JEyT26Y0og/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the snow while it lasted, I thought it just made everything seem clean and pure... but it sure was a mess when it melted!! Glad that it only happens once a century! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S8z_JXotWXI/AAAAAAAAHU8/3vpPDlonhHg/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462020984522234226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S8z_JXotWXI/AAAAAAAAHU8/3vpPDlonhHg/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3907373925108929930-9156242853522948929?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/9156242853522948929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/9156242853522948929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/9156242853522948929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S8z_I-xvBdI/AAAAAAAAHU0/0JEyT26Y0og/s72-c/IMG_1047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-8850041318163848215</id><published>2010-04-09T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:03:10.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purge &amp; Re-Build</title><content type='html'>Spring has finally arrived!!! And with it, a new beginning.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_QBlPfx8I/AAAAAAAAHUs/o4IEJBxFNwg/s1600/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458309998991886274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_QBlPfx8I/AAAAAAAAHUs/o4IEJBxFNwg/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago Scott and I decided that since neither one of us were working, we might as well make the most of the free time we have. Since then we have been going through the house, storage buildings and the property and getting rid of TONS, fixing what needs to be fixed and rebuilding or re-organizing what's left. Our first triumph was the babies' room, then on to the rest. It has really felt good to see the accomplishments and to see the improvements as well. At last, we finally have some control over our shattered lives! Maybe, that's why I've enjoyed it so much, me being the control freak that I am.... The great thing though is that with the weather finally cooperating and warming up, we've spent our time from sun-up to sun-down outside. The babies are EXHAUSTED (and Corby too!!) by the time we get them to bed at night and we all have a healthy tan and just feel better all the way around. After months of being shut up in  a house, it's been great to get outside again and feel the warmth of the sun on your skin. It's almost like feeling alive once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott and I have really enjoyed working together, but more so our time with the babies. They are always saying things and doing things that keep us rolling!! One of my favorites was from Tommy. We were walking outside and I was telling Tommy how silly he was. That he was the silliest little boy I've ever known. In his sweet little voice he turned his face up to me and said, "Mommy, do you want to know WHY I'm so silly?" Laughingly I asked why, he said, "It's because when I was a little baby, Big Bubba (Timothy) taught me how to be silly, that's why I'm so silly!" Little did he realize just how true that was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pics from our hard-working days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NK1jtz2I/AAAAAAAAHTk/NLWk9f_HU7E/s1600/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306859455598434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NK1jtz2I/AAAAAAAAHTk/NLWk9f_HU7E/s320/IMG_1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took advantage of the last snow day and Scott and Natty replaced my kitchen sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NmiXQ-xI/AAAAAAAAHUU/OcVwjUDRfy4/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458307335339440914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NmiXQ-xI/AAAAAAAAHUU/OcVwjUDRfy4/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could look at this picture and wonder how many people does it take to put a faucet on a pipe??? Or how many people do you need in order to supervise Scott working.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NMtMX1bI/AAAAAAAAHUE/hxZbv8dBtu8/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306891569943986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NMtMX1bI/AAAAAAAAHUE/hxZbv8dBtu8/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy and Chipmunk having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NMIK7tYI/AAAAAAAAHT8/s7R4n6VV0AY/s1600/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306881631794562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NMIK7tYI/AAAAAAAAHT8/s7R4n6VV0AY/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy and Tommy replacing the floor on our new trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NLQPH13I/AAAAAAAAHTs/bH43PHAt5-k/s1600/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306866616981362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NLQPH13I/AAAAAAAAHTs/bH43PHAt5-k/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy and Natty Grace helping Mommy with the wheelbarrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NL_Zn2zI/AAAAAAAAHT0/cgl68H4iGFQ/s1600/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306879277488946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NL_Zn2zI/AAAAAAAAHT0/cgl68H4iGFQ/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bubba teaching Princess how to do "thumbs up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_OKlXVSGI/AAAAAAAAHUk/gOA9mAHXN54/s1600/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458307954620319842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_OKlXVSGI/AAAAAAAAHUk/gOA9mAHXN54/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies completely exhausted after a hard day of working!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NmdxKeUI/AAAAAAAAHUM/aqCiWZVkdJo/s1600/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458307334105889090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_NmdxKeUI/AAAAAAAAHUM/aqCiWZVkdJo/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Corby had a hard time keeping up! At one point Corby was climbing out the doggy door and had gotten his head and front paws out before he just passed out!! He didn't even have the energy to crawl all the way through the doggy door!!&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/3907373925108929930-8850041318163848215?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/8850041318163848215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/purge-re-build.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8850041318163848215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8850041318163848215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/04/purge-re-build.html' title='Purge &amp; Re-Build'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S7_QBlPfx8I/AAAAAAAAHUs/o4IEJBxFNwg/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-1454133400882867121</id><published>2010-03-05T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:59:37.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Member of the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We now have a new member of the family!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through a chain of people we found out about a little puppy that was being abused by his owner. Our hearts went out to him and so we decided to take him in..... He is a little Corgi and is about 10 weeks old from our guestamation. Full grown he should only be about 27 lbs. So it doesn't look like he'll get much bigger than he already is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was immediately loved by all!! He is absolutely full of energy and accomplished two things that I didn't think were possible. Not only did he wear Crue out, but he wore Natty Grace out too!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Pop brought him in the house the babies immediately started doting on him. They were running through the kitchen with the puppy chasing after them. It was hilarious to watch them! The whole time that Natty was running back and forth the puppy was chasing her nipping at her little diaper butt!! Too cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When then took him outside and he and the babies and Crue played for several hours! They would chase each other, tackle each other and then just wrestle around in the grass. It was like they were all made for each other! The puppy has already decided that not only is Crue his buddy, but Crue is his role model too..... I know, I know... we're in TROUBLE!!!  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time we stopped for lunch and naps, everyone was DONE! We came in and the puppy snuggled right up with Crue and passed out! He didn't move so much as an inch all through lunch. He didn't even get up until Natty got up from her nap and even then he was reluctant to do so! We then went back outside and played hard again until dinner time. The puppy didn't even have the energy to eat for a while after we came in!! I was afraid I might be up with him all night since it's a new home, but he's been at my feet under the desk for several hours now and hasn't budged.... not so much worried about it now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPts-gW1I/AAAAAAAAHTU/IpnfL7_Yzao/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOuVWLy9I/AAAAAAAAHS8/rcGMwpslMfc/s1600-h/IMG_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360719867136978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOuVWLy9I/AAAAAAAAHS8/rcGMwpslMfc/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much negotiation, we finally convinced Crue that the puppy was a friend not a foe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPs7q0-hI/AAAAAAAAHTE/XQhiFgb_Zgc/s1600-h/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPs7q0-hI/AAAAAAAAHTE/XQhiFgb_Zgc/s1600-h/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445361795306158610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPs7q0-hI/AAAAAAAAHTE/XQhiFgb_Zgc/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mexican stand-off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played and tumbled so much!! Unfortunately for the puppy neither he nor Crue remembered how small he was!! It was too funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPtBNnTJI/AAAAAAAAHTM/8-1DENSMeLY/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445361796794240146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPtBNnTJI/AAAAAAAAHTM/8-1DENSMeLY/s320/IMG_0973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy couldn't handle it anymore, he had to join in on the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtqr5-nI/AAAAAAAAHSs/R-ZLXM2ZF0g/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360708415519346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtqr5-nI/AAAAAAAAHSs/R-ZLXM2ZF0g/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtSBbq3I/AAAAAAAAHSk/71D4rja0e-A/s1600-h/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360701794921330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtSBbq3I/AAAAAAAAHSk/71D4rja0e-A/s320/IMG_0951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE those big ears and big eyes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtwZbJSI/AAAAAAAAHS0/fDFjetVXpmA/s1600-h/IMG_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360709948613922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtwZbJSI/AAAAAAAAHS0/fDFjetVXpmA/s320/IMG_0957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtK7xElI/AAAAAAAAHSc/pTVrVRQqB2s/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360699892109906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOtK7xElI/AAAAAAAAHSc/pTVrVRQqB2s/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute with those stubby legs and big paws!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPts-gW1I/AAAAAAAAHTU/IpnfL7_Yzao/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445361808542030674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HPts-gW1I/AAAAAAAAHTU/IpnfL7_Yzao/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed out after a day full of fun!!&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/3907373925108929930-1454133400882867121?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/1454133400882867121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-member-of-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/1454133400882867121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/1454133400882867121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-member-of-family.html' title='New Member of the Family'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HOuVWLy9I/AAAAAAAAHS8/rcGMwpslMfc/s72-c/IMG_0961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-6462378131247870530</id><published>2010-03-05T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:22:35.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Park</title><content type='html'>After the great monsoon that we've been having, a sunny day was greatly appreciated and enjoyed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up last Sunday morning and decided to have a picnic at the park. So we drove to McKinney lake and had a picnic and then fed the seagulls and ducks. We had a blast!! After our picnic we went to feed the ducks. There were all kinds of ducks there and seagulls. The babies loved the fact that they could throw the pieces of bread up and the seagulls would catch them in mid-air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we fed the birds the babies and I went to the playground while Scott and Timothy played catch nearby. The babies LOVED the playground!! Natty Grace's favorite part was sliding and Thomas loved all the climbing on the bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HHAfkbepI/AAAAAAAAHSU/8AhHng9bLUM/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445352235755862674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HHAfkbepI/AAAAAAAAHSU/8AhHng9bLUM/s320/IMG_0941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy teaching Natty Grace how to climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDmVfgOaI/AAAAAAAAHRc/GgbxK0ZT1yI/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348487839365538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDmVfgOaI/AAAAAAAAHRc/GgbxK0ZT1yI/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy pushing Chipmunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HG_3zz9eI/AAAAAAAAHSM/eN9KOFUSyw8/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445352225082963426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HG_3zz9eI/AAAAAAAAHSM/eN9KOFUSyw8/s320/IMG_0929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy showing Natty Grace how to cross the moving bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HG_j4nOII/AAAAAAAAHSE/GE5JSsbAge0/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445352219734390914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HG_j4nOII/AAAAAAAAHSE/GE5JSsbAge0/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty attempting to cross by herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDn13LRYI/AAAAAAAAHR8/5yEESPYFayM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348513708459394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDn13LRYI/AAAAAAAAHR8/5yEESPYFayM/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy playing catch with Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDnrwYx-I/AAAAAAAAHR0/qttGo_eA6sU/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348510995630050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDnrwYx-I/AAAAAAAAHR0/qttGo_eA6sU/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy cheezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDnFTLOGI/AAAAAAAAHRs/l2JeAGl4e7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348500672559202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDnFTLOGI/AAAAAAAAHRs/l2JeAGl4e7Y/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Two Shoes sliding with Chipmunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDm_GBDEI/AAAAAAAAHRk/WPHE6gfJPP0/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348499006753858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HDm_GBDEI/AAAAAAAAHRk/WPHE6gfJPP0/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty being Little Miss Independent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3907373925108929930-6462378131247870530?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/6462378131247870530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/6462378131247870530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/6462378131247870530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-park.html' title='Day at the Park'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5HHAfkbepI/AAAAAAAAHSU/8AhHng9bLUM/s72-c/IMG_0941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-8303078039663004646</id><published>2010-03-05T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:21:38.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate with "Gaaaabriel!!"</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has been so long since the last time that I've blogged.... Life got even more hectic than normal and then the bottom just fell out. I'm trying to "get back on the wagon" for lack of a better explanation so I will try to stay more current. No promises though!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wonderful baby-sitter, Miss Jenny, has a little boy named Gabriel whom Thomas loves and says is his best friend and Natty ADORES (i.e. is obessed with). Well, Gabe was sweet enough to agree to a play date at our house and the babies had a blast!! We fed the neighs aka horses, played on the tractors and watched Superman aka airplanes fly over our house. It was a very exiciting day and successfully wore EVERYONE out, to include Mommy!! But it was well worth it!! Here are a few pics from our fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw8pY6AMI/AAAAAAAAHQs/jZrHwsUssuY/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw7plcs5I/AAAAAAAAHQU/KNXl814xm3E/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445327963289334674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw7plcs5I/AAAAAAAAHQU/KNXl814xm3E/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends for life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw89V4C2I/AAAAAAAAHQ0/SYZSpKjwBuM/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw8PJNq9I/AAAAAAAAHQk/qcHYnPv7LfY/s1600-h/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445327973371456466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw8PJNq9I/AAAAAAAAHQk/qcHYnPv7LfY/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty getting some Gabe time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw74uKy7I/AAAAAAAAHQc/sUboMvzP8gY/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445327967352441778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw74uKy7I/AAAAAAAAHQc/sUboMvzP8gY/s320/IMG_0841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty showing me the remnants of her sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw8pY6AMI/AAAAAAAAHQs/jZrHwsUssuY/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445327980416598210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw8pY6AMI/AAAAAAAAHQs/jZrHwsUssuY/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy was telling Gabe that he couldn't go home and that he had to stay at our house forever because if Gabe left, then Tommy would be scared and wouldn't have anyone to play with and he would be VERY sad!! Way too cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to share another story that you may or may not appreciate.... it may be one of those kind of stories that you had to be there but here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B stayed at our house back in January to watch the babies for us. When she was getting Natty Grace ready for bed, Natty started to get upset because Mommy wasn't there. So B offered for her to call me which Natty Grace jumped all over (she LOVES to talk on the phone!! She's such a girl!!). I answer the phone and B explains the situation to me and then gives the phone to Natty Grace. Here is how the conversation proceeded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Hi Baby Girl, I love you!! What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Yes??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Gaaaabriel!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Gabriel??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: (giggling in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Whatcha doin' Baby Girl? I love you, I miss you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Mommy??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "What Baby Girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Gaaaabriel!!" (more giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "I miss you Baby Girl, but guess what?? Mommy will see you in the morning!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Mommy??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Yes Baby?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty: "Gaaaaabriel!!!" (even more giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continued down this path for the next half hour!!! B told us later that she was laying on the bed, gently holding the phone and caressing it while saying, "Gaaaabriel!!". I have never had a conversation with anyone that consisted of only two words on their part!! At one point I finally sat the phone down and put it on speaker so that I could do other things. She did this for over thirty minutes!! She even had the nurses cracking up as they would come in because they could hear her over the speaker!! So like I said earlier, not only does she LOVE Gabe but she is to the point of being OBSESSED with Gabe!! Poor Gabe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3907373925108929930-8303078039663004646?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/8303078039663004646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/playdate-with-gaaaabriel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8303078039663004646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8303078039663004646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2010/03/playdate-with-gaaaabriel.html' title='Playdate with &quot;Gaaaabriel!!&quot;'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/S5Gw7plcs5I/AAAAAAAAHQU/KNXl814xm3E/s72-c/IMG_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-3954777067838072825</id><published>2009-05-28T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:32:58.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a great weekend with the kids! We spent almost the entire weekend outside with them playing catch with the baseball and playing kick-ball.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that Scott and I got so much entertainment from watching Thomas playing with us! He would play on mine and Scott's team for kick ball and it was hilarious to watch him. Everytime he kick the ball he would go into panic mode as to which way to run! There was absolutely NO method to his madness!! One time he would run to first, the next time to third and the next to wherever Scott or I were! We tried to convey the concept of the game and finally had to just give up and let him do his own thing! So he would kick the ball and then it would be a toss up as to which base he ran to! I will say though, that is one base-stealing little sneak! Every opportunity that he had, he would run to a base! He stole more bases then the professionals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalee was adorable! At one point she's over by the horses squealing and calling to them to try and get them to come over and play with her! She LOVES those Neighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Tommy had enough of kickball he decided to join Natty at the picnic table and they blew bubbles together. Tommy being the "older brother" had to go over the fundamentals of how you blow bubbles and what is acceptable and not acceptable. He went over it over and over and over and over..... The problem was not that Natty wasn't getting it, the problem was, she didn't really care! She just wanted to play with the soapy water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTtwpr7I/AAAAAAAAHQM/rC1BNDnoXcU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340880269646344114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTtwpr7I/AAAAAAAAHQM/rC1BNDnoXcU/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point Natalee was doing a dance on the table!! Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTsJ_1_I/AAAAAAAAHQE/rIlhjQ4y4AA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340880269215782898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTsJ_1_I/AAAAAAAAHQE/rIlhjQ4y4AA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty Grace entertaining herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTRsGZYI/AAAAAAAAHP8/3fkyCx-yC-o/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340880262111061378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTRsGZYI/AAAAAAAAHP8/3fkyCx-yC-o/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy trying so desperately to teach his sister how to blow bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTIZMcLI/AAAAAAAAHP0/wxDDlvaOgh0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340880259615846578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTIZMcLI/AAAAAAAAHP0/wxDDlvaOgh0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty trying so desperately to dump the bubbles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say this, after spending a weekend outside and running around all day, Scott and I both learned two very valuable lessons. The first being: We are not as young as we think we are. The second being: We are SOOOOO out of shape!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He and I were both so sore by Sunday that we couldn't move! We decided that what better way to treat the symptons then a little "more of the hair of the dog that bit you". Not really sure that was such a wise decision now. &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/3907373925108929930-3954777067838072825?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/3954777067838072825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/3954777067838072825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/3954777067838072825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sh6eTtwpr7I/AAAAAAAAHQM/rC1BNDnoXcU/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-7167904130558557547</id><published>2009-05-19T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:15:02.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Dale Wagner</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let everyone know that our TAYLOR DALE WAGNER after many years of hard work, blood and sweat, is finally graduating highschool!! We got the call this morning, he did pass the TAKS test so he will be walking across the stage with all the other graduates next Friday!!! Scott and I are so very, very proud of him!!! We will admit that there were days that we didn't know if he would make it, both physically AND academically, but he proved us all wrong and I'm so glad he did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Tator Tot and are SO EXTREMELY proud of you!! I can't tell you how much this means to both Dad and I!!! We know personally what an accomplishment this is for you and how much this means to you and how difficult it was for you to stick with it. We just want you to know that we love you very, very much and are so very proud of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TAYLOR!!!!!  YEAH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMSOJbJEKI/AAAAAAAAHPs/tFQe9F-LpJ0/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337630017621397666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMSOJbJEKI/AAAAAAAAHPs/tFQe9F-LpJ0/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor and his girlfriend Destiny at our house Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMSON8g48I/AAAAAAAAHPk/MOg2roiOvRU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337630018835112898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMSON8g48I/AAAAAAAAHPk/MOg2roiOvRU/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; They make such a cute couple!!&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/3907373925108929930-7167904130558557547?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/7167904130558557547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-dale-wagner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/7167904130558557547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/7167904130558557547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-dale-wagner.html' title='Taylor Dale Wagner'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMSOJbJEKI/AAAAAAAAHPs/tFQe9F-LpJ0/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-5525141389817869853</id><published>2009-05-19T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:09:45.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalee Grace</title><content type='html'>I just want everyone to know that I have the cutest, most adorable, most beautiful Baby Girl ever born!! I just wanted to share a couple of pics with you..... Is she not just the most perfect Angel??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQAuwmxFI/AAAAAAAAHPE/zmxj-8jFwx4/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627588102112338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQAuwmxFI/AAAAAAAAHPE/zmxj-8jFwx4/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmOSGHjI/AAAAAAAAHPM/p5Xeup8-Nk8/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337628232219237938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmOSGHjI/AAAAAAAAHPM/p5Xeup8-Nk8/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting her to not only hold still so you can fix her hair, but trying to convince her to leave it in and alone is like trying to get blood from a turnip!! Never gonna happen!! But I keep trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmmNRIHI/AAAAAAAAHPc/aszD3bCJ1zs/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337628238641438834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmmNRIHI/AAAAAAAAHPc/aszD3bCJ1zs/s320/050.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/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmXVjADI/AAAAAAAAHPU/toZa--ODj2o/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337628234649632818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQmXVjADI/AAAAAAAAHPU/toZa--ODj2o/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES admiring herself in the mirror!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_wscqSI/AAAAAAAAHO0/I1QPd1LWUAo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627571441674530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_wscqSI/AAAAAAAAHO0/I1QPd1LWUAo/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQALAK_vI/AAAAAAAAHO8/zjuareDhm-Y/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627578503724786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQALAK_vI/AAAAAAAAHO8/zjuareDhm-Y/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding with Mommy at the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_hQRJdI/AAAAAAAAHOs/cwoGW9k4sBw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627567296947666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_hQRJdI/AAAAAAAAHOs/cwoGW9k4sBw/s320/006.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/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_YmlthI/AAAAAAAAHOk/nnLoTSjdKsQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627564974650898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMP_YmlthI/AAAAAAAAHOk/nnLoTSjdKsQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath time is her FAVORITE!!! I have never known a child to be so drawn to water like this little girl!! Any time there is water around, you better believe she is headed straight for it!!&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/3907373925108929930-5525141389817869853?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/5525141389817869853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/natalee-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/5525141389817869853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/5525141389817869853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/natalee-grace.html' title='Natalee Grace'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ShMQAuwmxFI/AAAAAAAAHPE/zmxj-8jFwx4/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-6438881966043205575</id><published>2009-05-19T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:55:17.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommy Two Shoes and Manners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh the joys of toddler-hood!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of our greatest laughs come from the mouths of babes. I just wanted to share a few of the more recent ones from our very own Tommy Two Shoes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should first let you know that we are working very hard with Thomas on learning manners and showing respect to elders. We try to be as consistant as possible in reminding him to use ma'am and sir in response to an adult and always saying "please, thank you, your welcome, etc." It has become second nature to most of us and we will remind him without evening thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess after awhile he picks up on that and starts to learn the lesson...... however, sometimes the lesson is not always learned the way you intend to teach it and you get instances like the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other evening we were all sitting around the dinner table eating dinner. Timothy got up to get him some more to drink and while he was up fixing his drink Thomas asked Bubba if he would get him some more apple juice. Here is how the conversation went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas: "Bubba, would you get me some more apple juice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy: "what do you say?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas: "Please and thank you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy: "Ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas: "NOOooo Bubba!!!! You say, 'yes sir!!!!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy: "I don't have to say yes sir to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas: "Yes you do! You have to say yes sir when you answer!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy: "Bubba's not going to say yes sir"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas: "You can't fix my apple juice then until you say yes sir!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At that point we all died laughing!! Poor Thomas though did not understand and continued to be infatic that Bubba respond to him with "yes sir". I tried to explain the difference to Thomas between adults and kids and he just didn't get it. By the end of the conversation that child was thoroughly confused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another instance of not quite comprehending the proper use of manners:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Daddy tickles the children he has always had "mercy phrases". This means that when the child has finally had enough, they will use this phrase and Daddy will stop tickling them. It never ceases to amazes me as to how much the children will take before they will finally use the 'mercy phrase'. If it were me, I would be using it before the tickling even began!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So one night Scott, Thomas and myself were wrestling/playing on our bed. Scott and I would take turns on one holding Thomas while the other tickled him. Thomas refused to use his mercy phase and just laughed and laughed and laughed. Scott and I were enjoying this tickle fest until Thomas put a whole nother spin on it. Tommy's 'mercy phrase' is "I give up", well Tommy kept saying over and over again between bouts of laughter to Scott, "Stop Daddy, stop!!!" and Scott continued his merciless torture and kept asking Tommy, "What do you say? What do you say?". Finally, with all the strength Tommy could muster, he belted out, "NO THANKS PLEASE SIR, NO THANKS PLEASE SIR!!" He kept saying that phrase over and over again and Scott and I just lost it! I guess Tommy thought that he wasn't asking Daddy properly to stop so he was going to use every key word that Mommy had taught him when it came to manners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that we are living in a high-tech society, but it's not until your children point it out, that you really realize just how high-tech you're living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other night I was getting Tommy ready for bed and he was in my room and I had walked out to go get something. When I came back in, I asked him what he was doing because he was crouched in the corner and I could tell that he had one of the cell phones. The conversation went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mommy: "Tommy, what are you doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tommy: "I'm texting my best friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mommy: "No, you don't text, give me the phone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tommy: "But Mommy, I have to text Gabe this really cool game so that we can play it tomorrow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mommy: "No, you're not suppose to be texting and you know that. Besides, it's time for bed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tommy: "O tay.... Let me text him that I have to go to bed and I will see him in the morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mommy: "No, just give me the phone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tommy: "But if I don't tell him goodnight then he will keep texting me and you will get mad because the phone will keep beeping!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm telling you, this boy is too smart for his own good!! And he has been listening to WAY too many conversations between his older siblings and Scott and I! I'm not sure if I should be proud that my three year old knows what AND how to text (he can't spell yet so it's just letters, but he knows where to go on the phone to send a text!) or if I should be embarrassed! Either way, I can already tell we'll have our hands full!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3907373925108929930-6438881966043205575?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/6438881966043205575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/tommy-two-shoes-and-manners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/6438881966043205575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/6438881966043205575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/05/tommy-two-shoes-and-manners.html' title='Tommy Two Shoes and Manners'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-8098200057399038806</id><published>2009-04-20T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:49:43.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Orleans Easter Trip</title><content type='html'>We went to New Orleans again for Easter this year... It looks like it's starting to become a tradition! This time Daddy and the older kids got to go too! Here are some highlights from our trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to leave until almost five on Friday evening because we had to wait for Scott to get off work. But once he got off work, we were packed and ready to go! It was a long trip, but I was really surprised at how well the Babies did. We got into New Orleans around 1:00 a.m. and it was almost 2:00 a.m. by the time we got to the Seminary and unloaded the car. After all that excitement, Natty was awake and ready to play! So Mommy and Nat stayed up until almost 4:00 playing this fun new game Natty discovered. It's called, "let's see how many things I can get into and how fast I can do it before mom stops me."&lt;br /&gt;She loved it. I did not. She was great at it. I was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, Wildwood East was completely re-decorated by the time Natalee left! We got up the next morning and headed over to Aunt Rhonda's and Uncle Chuck's. Aunt Kathy and Aunt Rhonda were there to greet us and hand out Mardi Gras beads. Natty was all about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1SgIf48uI/AAAAAAAAHM8/Q3cgfkY4WHk/s1600-h/Easter+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327004646239695586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1SgIf48uI/AAAAAAAAHM8/Q3cgfkY4WHk/s320/Easter+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family on Aunt Rhonda's front porch at the Seminary about to head out to the French Quarter. We had a full day of shopping, eating and watching all the different shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R22WrskI/AAAAAAAAHMc/yGheQwyyabA/s1600-h/Easter+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003936994603586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R22WrskI/AAAAAAAAHMc/yGheQwyyabA/s320/Easter+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy petting a python.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R2mywAcI/AAAAAAAAHMU/iSF-9W18jlQ/s1600-h/Easter+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003932817359298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R2mywAcI/AAAAAAAAHMU/iSF-9W18jlQ/s320/Easter+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy trying to get Natty to look at the horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R3gQfGHI/AAAAAAAAHMs/Wi5mAKMqnXU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003948242901106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R3gQfGHI/AAAAAAAAHMs/Wi5mAKMqnXU/s320/Easter+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty just chillin' at the FQ! Such a rough life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R3LRqQJI/AAAAAAAAHMk/UDyAoJknkCQ/s1600-h/Easter+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003942610682002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R3LRqQJI/AAAAAAAAHMk/UDyAoJknkCQ/s320/Easter+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba and Natty Grace hit Bourbon street a little too early in the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1XQPTgOuI/AAAAAAAAHOU/Wg-ejErlXCA/s1600-h/Easter+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327009870747024098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1XQPTgOuI/AAAAAAAAHOU/Wg-ejErlXCA/s320/Easter+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty started dancin' in her chair! Scott and I both think that she needs to go to sippy cups anonymous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R33F_jvI/AAAAAAAAHM0/60xla3glLC4/s1600-h/Easter+2009+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003954372906738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1R33F_jvI/AAAAAAAAHM0/60xla3glLC4/s320/Easter+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to watch the street dancers perform, Natty was getting ready to nap! It was so past naptime at this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UMuT962I/AAAAAAAAHNE/4vMrTJG1414/s1600-h/Easter+2009+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006511816108898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UMuT962I/AAAAAAAAHNE/4vMrTJG1414/s320/Easter+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalee lasted about as long as she could (which wasn't long after the music started!) But you know, if she and Bubba didn't have to go to Bourbon street earlier in the day, she probably would've made it longer!! This should be a lesson to her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UM-1tVWI/AAAAAAAAHNM/RX9iH8yB43I/s1600-h/Easter+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006516252595554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UM-1tVWI/AAAAAAAAHNM/RX9iH8yB43I/s320/Easter+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy soon joined his sister in dreamland! Sweet Angels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to Aunt Rhonda's and had a real Cajun feast with shrimp, crab, crawdads, onion rings, french fries, corn and potatoes!! By the time we finished we all needed wheelbarrows and pants with elastic waists!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNAlReFI/AAAAAAAAHNU/vAkh0_0tJWQ/s1600-h/Easter+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006516720531538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNAlReFI/AAAAAAAAHNU/vAkh0_0tJWQ/s320/Easter+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy loved the crawdads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being miserable wasn't enough... having to let out your belt &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; wasn't enough... we had to make it nearly &lt;em&gt;impossible&lt;/em&gt; to walk but topping off the night with beignets from Morning Call!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNQn4XPI/AAAAAAAAHNc/1_TC_DgfBuw/s1600-h/Easter+2009+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006521026436338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNQn4XPI/AAAAAAAAHNc/1_TC_DgfBuw/s320/Easter+2009+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got hats and the rest of us got miserable!! It was shear pain to eat those beignets, but they were sooo good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to church with Mamaw and then ate another feast at Lambeth House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNsT68wI/AAAAAAAAHNk/M0TKP8vcbgA/s1600-h/Easter+2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006528458912514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1UNsT68wI/AAAAAAAAHNk/M0TKP8vcbgA/s320/Easter+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family with Mamaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1XQlN3leI/AAAAAAAAHOc/cjUytxFazVM/s1600-h/Easter+2009+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327009876628968930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1XQlN3leI/AAAAAAAAHOc/cjUytxFazVM/s320/Easter+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisters! (and the Princess!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WMnpKsEI/AAAAAAAAHNs/sOWviMC6u6w/s1600-h/Easter+2009+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327008709049233474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WMnpKsEI/AAAAAAAAHNs/sOWviMC6u6w/s320/Easter+2009+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy dancing with his Princess while we waited for the food to be ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited for lunch, we took the Babies out to the courtyard and let them hunt Easter eggs. They LOVED it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WM-D2gDI/AAAAAAAAHN0/R7fA_8yG4rM/s1600-h/Easter+2009+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327008715066736690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WM-D2gDI/AAAAAAAAHN0/R7fA_8yG4rM/s320/Easter+2009+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNLgx2dI/AAAAAAAAHN8/T-8kfQp2rmM/s1600-h/Easter+2009+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327008718677727698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNLgx2dI/AAAAAAAAHN8/T-8kfQp2rmM/s320/Easter+2009+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNRzRmZI/AAAAAAAAHOE/d9ZJBiZyxBE/s1600-h/Easter+2009+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327008720365918610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNRzRmZI/AAAAAAAAHOE/d9ZJBiZyxBE/s320/Easter+2009+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after lunch we went back to the Seminary, loaded up the car and headed home. It was a whirl-wind trip but a great time was had by all!! We really enjoyed getting to see family and spending a little bit of time with Mamaw. Hopefully we can spend more time with her again before the summer's over!! Love to all and great thanks to the bests Hosts!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNooG1jI/AAAAAAAAHOM/JZu1ZwsX4GI/s1600-h/Easter+2009+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327008726493091378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1WNooG1jI/AAAAAAAAHOM/JZu1ZwsX4GI/s320/Easter+2009+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Rhonda and Uncle Chuck - The best Hosts/Hostess in NOLA!!! Thank you for such a memorable weekend!! We love and miss you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3907373925108929930-8098200057399038806?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/8098200057399038806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-orleans-easter-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8098200057399038806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8098200057399038806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-orleans-easter-trip.html' title='New Orleans Easter Trip'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1SgIf48uI/AAAAAAAAHM8/Q3cgfkY4WHk/s72-c/Easter+2009+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-1196561719601174249</id><published>2009-04-20T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:35:13.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Woes of Being a Wagner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As some of you may already know... it is pretty rough being a Wagner... Poor Tommy has found this out the hard way. By age one, he had already broken his elbow, received a black eye, bloody nose, massive hematoma, not only on the side of his head, but also above his eye, spent several days in the hospital, made numerous trips to the Doctor and became quite familiar with the local ER. I'm not sure if this is all due to the fact of being a Wagner or having a klutz for a mother (meaning he received my coordination genes) or all of the above.... but the end result is still the same... It's really hard being a Wagner!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our latest adventure was when he broke his elbow (yes, that would make it twice, but the best part is that it was the same elbow, in the same place... I guess he figured it was already screwed up so why mess with the perfectly good one, right?) jumping on a trampoline. But he wasn't even jumping. He was yelling at me to come watch him, when his best friend jumped or bumped or both and poor Tommy went flying like a rocket!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ER and they put a temporary cast on for a week. The best part of the whole ordeal, or at least according to Tommy Two Shoes, was he walked away with a spider-man sling!! He was so proud of that thing! He was showing it off to everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErrxHfeI/AAAAAAAAHL8/bkr06C7cumo/s1600-h/Easter+2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErrxHfeI/AAAAAAAAHL8/bkr06C7cumo/s1600-h/Easter+2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErrxHfeI/AAAAAAAAHL8/bkr06C7cumo/s1600-h/Easter+2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1KaJFT4lI/AAAAAAAAHME/C_3KetZddQw/s1600-h/Easter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326995747224412754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1KaJFT4lI/AAAAAAAAHME/C_3KetZddQw/s320/Easter+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to say, my little Two Shoes surprised me.... even though he has one armed bound and in a sling and it weighs a TON, it still didn't slow him down any! He learned to get along just fine with it..... even tickling his baby sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1Eq4uP8lI/AAAAAAAAHLk/_gxYXtSnPVU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1Eq4uP8lI/AAAAAAAAHLk/_gxYXtSnPVU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1Eq4uP8lI/AAAAAAAAHLk/_gxYXtSnPVU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1EqYb5PpI/AAAAAAAAHLc/dreI2JLOm94/s1600-h/Easter+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989429153808018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1EqYb5PpI/AAAAAAAAHLc/dreI2JLOm94/s320/Easter+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErGBjSsI/AAAAAAAAHLs/r0sYiYvQFM0/s1600-h/Easter+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989441391348418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErGBjSsI/AAAAAAAAHLs/r0sYiYvQFM0/s320/Easter+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He could still build sand castles for the bugs.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErZG4h4I/AAAAAAAAHL0/1PfjrU-dXsY/s1600-h/Easter+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989446513985410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1ErZG4h4I/AAAAAAAAHL0/1PfjrU-dXsY/s320/Easter+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even with the new and improved "Super-man" cast, he could still try and teach Natty how to play spider-man. I guess he figures if he keeps trying, eventually she will catch on... I hope so little Buddy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many funny moments that we had with him over his cast was when we tried to sign it. I thought that getting different super-man and spider-man stickers and markers so that we could decorate his cast would help to make the experience more fun. Oh no!! Mommy couldn't have been more wrong!! Two Shoes about came &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;UNGLUED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I even suggested it! He told me, "but Mommy, this is a Super-man cast!!! We can't mess up a Super-man cast!!! I won't get another one!!" I just pray that he's right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1Eq4uP8lI/AAAAAAAAHLk/_gxYXtSnPVU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3907373925108929930-1196561719601174249?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/1196561719601174249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/04/woes-of-being-wagner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/1196561719601174249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/1196561719601174249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/04/woes-of-being-wagner.html' title='The Woes of Being a Wagner!'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Se1KaJFT4lI/AAAAAAAAHME/C_3KetZddQw/s72-c/Easter+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-8145420780921686730</id><published>2009-03-23T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:14:01.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' boys and girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQw7G9UI/AAAAAAAAHLU/Mtd8G8ZS3kY/s1600-h/DSCN5881.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's been a long time since I posted last. I will try to do a better job from now on! I have so much to catch up on, so hang on tight, it's gonna be a fast ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to show that we are a family that believes in not only working together, but child labor at it's best! We are finishing out the fence that surrounds our property and here are a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQSKNnuI/AAAAAAAAHLM/TQ3yvslfGU0/s1600-h/DSCN5880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447962816945890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQSKNnuI/AAAAAAAAHLM/TQ3yvslfGU0/s320/DSCN5880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and Natty catching a ride on the John Deere with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQdT0IWI/AAAAAAAAHLE/ei8bqH2wnXU/s1600-h/DSCN5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447965810008418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQdT0IWI/AAAAAAAAHLE/ei8bqH2wnXU/s320/DSCN5879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may be young, but we still put them to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRP4rSFxI/AAAAAAAAHK8/ntTs3CdMwIk/s1600-h/DSCN5878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447955976328978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRP4rSFxI/AAAAAAAAHK8/ntTs3CdMwIk/s320/DSCN5878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy is showing Natty how you steer. Look out world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQfG64P2I/AAAAAAAAHKs/cxHl2XUVo7k/s1600-h/DSCN5877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447117986250594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQfG64P2I/AAAAAAAAHKs/cxHl2XUVo7k/s320/DSCN5877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natty decided that she had enough lessons and wants to try for herself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQeXcnUII/AAAAAAAAHKc/ihXVT2IZKHc/s1600-h/DSCN5875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447105242845314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQeXcnUII/AAAAAAAAHKc/ihXVT2IZKHc/s320/DSCN5875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy is trying very hard to teach Natalee how each of the gears works but she really just doesn't care (she's such a girl!). This is very upsetting to Thomas. He has worked very hard and had many trips with Uncle Stubbie and Dad on the tractor and doesn't understand why Natty is not as fascinated as he is! Poor Thomas!! But he better go ahead and get used to it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQdz-VFTI/AAAAAAAAHKU/qeB8svd5X6Q/s1600-h/DSCN5874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316447095720580402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfQdz-VFTI/AAAAAAAAHKU/qeB8svd5X6Q/s320/DSCN5874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Lee still trying and Nat Lee still not caring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5e5SZ2I/AAAAAAAAHKM/COz6Gsso64g/s1600-h/DSCN5873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316446471586998114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5e5SZ2I/AAAAAAAAHKM/COz6Gsso64g/s320/DSCN5873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat Lee bossing the boys around. Apparently they don't know how to pick up trash properly, or at least to her standards! It's a tough job for a Pretty Princess, but somebody has to be the boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5WB7jDI/AAAAAAAAHKE/VnXoqvSTrG8/s1600-h/DSCN5872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316446469207329842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5WB7jDI/AAAAAAAAHKE/VnXoqvSTrG8/s320/DSCN5872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy gave up on Natalee and figures he's the only one who can truly appreciate the greatness that is the John Deere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5IINEKI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/k-GhopAIN1Q/s1600-h/DSCN5870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316446465475547298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfP5IINEKI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/k-GhopAIN1Q/s320/DSCN5870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalee hitching a ride with the boys.... worn out from all the bossin'!!&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/3907373925108929930-8145420780921686730?l=wagnersplus5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/feeds/8145420780921686730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/03/workin-boys-and-girls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8145420780921686730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3907373925108929930/posts/default/8145420780921686730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagnersplus5.blogspot.com/2009/03/workin-boys-and-girls.html' title='Workin&apos; boys and girls!'/><author><name>The Wagner Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00259230519192502873</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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadaiKPzUsI/AAAAAAAAHH0/Rtl021Bj610/S220/B022209+157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/ScfRQSKNnuI/AAAAAAAAHLM/TQ3yvslfGU0/s72-c/DSCN5880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907373925108929930.post-7879128512833310276</id><published>2009-02-26T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:21:39.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretty Princess' First Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, I am now starting to get with the technological program. I have updated my Facebook and now I have begun a blog for my family!!! Are you proud of me? This way everyone can keep up with me and my family and I don't get in trouble any more for not keeping someone informed. So here is my very first blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We celebrated the Pretty Princess' first birthday on Saturday... yeah!!!!! This is such a milestone in so many ways. Not only did she turn one and we made it through her very first year (which was very debatable at times!!), but she was able to eat cake and not just any cake, real cake, with real butter and real milk!! Anyone who has been around for the last year knows just what a tremendous celebration this really is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For several months I have been on a milk free, soy free diet because I was breastfeeding her. As she became older and started eating real food we had to put her on a special diet with no meats, no grains, no milk or soy (let me tell you what!! Talk about the near impossible!!). That meant only fresh veggies, no crackers or any other snack foods that you typically give babies when they are teething. Nothing, nada, zilch! It was a major struggle trying to find things that she could eat. But after many months and a hard difficult road, we have finally made it to the end!! We found our pot of gold!! Our Pretty Princess can eat anything she wants now!! She has made the wonderful discovery of macaroni and cheese, pizza, ice cream and now cake!! Yum Yum!! This Mama's world is now complete and my greatest wish has been granted!! I am a FIRM believer in prayer!! After this year the accomplishments that my family has made can only be credited to God and the amount of time that I have spent on my knees humbly before Him!! I give Him all the credit for the miracle that I claim as my beautiful, Pretty Princess!! My baby girl is going to be able to live a normal life and enjoy all the special treats that it includes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok, I'm off my soap box for now, back to the party! Everything was pink!! I will admit, I may have gone just a tad over board, but who could resist?!? This was suppose to be a party worthy of a Pretty Princess!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She even had a special outfit that her Aunt B bought her and I finally (after much searching!) found some hair clips that will stay in her baby fine hair! Is she not adorable?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadbC__xQPI/AAAAAAAAHIU/inDYRSVQGWY/s1600-h/B022209+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307310792976187634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadbC__xQPI/AAAAAAAAHIU/inDYRSVQGWY/s320/B022209+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadba6AxlhI/AAAAAAAAHIc/oO5ejISnvsk/s1600-h/B022209+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307311203686651410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadba6AxlhI/AAAAAAAAHIc/oO5ejISnvsk/s320/B022209+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She ABSOLUTELY LOVED her cake!! B was able to find a lady to make the cake into a chipmunk because that is one of Natalee's many nicknames, Baby Chipmunk and the only name that Thomas calls her :). Is that not just one of the cutest cakes you have ever seen?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadb7YRop4I/AAAAAAAAHIk/R4DmTE3WP0I/s1600-h/B022209+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307311761566246786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadb7YRop4I/AAAAAAAAHIk/R4DmTE3WP0I/s320/B022209+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sabnqf8ahHI/AAAAAAAAHHY/Pl8kVsbcTvU/s1600-h/personal+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SaboCOG4DyI/AAAAAAAAHHg/i_CE70m957A/s1600-h/Chipmunk+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadcV0le2hI/AAAAAAAAHIs/a_-DET0gSDI/s1600-h/B022209+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307312215842282002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadcV0le2hI/AAAAAAAAHIs/a_-DET0gSDI/s320/B022209+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I set her cake in front of her (we had to strip first, Mommy's been there and done that and didn't want to have to spend the next eternity getting pink and purple icing out of her clothes!!). At first she just daintily picked at it (she's such a girlie girl!) but once I showed her the wonder that is cake, she dove right in! At one point she even laid down on it like it was a pillow!!! It was as if she were saying "Where have you been all my life!!". By the time she was done, she was covered head to toe in pink and purple!! She had it in her hair, behind her ears, on her eyelashes and it looked like she was wearing purple eyeshadow! She had it so far up her nose that she was sneezing purple bugers for the rest of the day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEN-axfI/AAAAAAAAHJE/x8zmImd9QfQ/s1600-h/B022209+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEN-axfI/AAAAAAAAHJE/x8zmImd9QfQ/s1600-h/B022209+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeD8lZp7I/AAAAAAAAHI8/UKLuSwOXIWU/s1600-h/B022209+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeD8lZp7I/AAAAAAAAHI8/UKLuSwOXIWU/s1600-h/B022209+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadc42vXk0I/AAAAAAAAHI0/dOblHnAw8hw/s1600-h/B022209+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307312817716040514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/Sadc42vXk0I/AAAAAAAAHI0/dOblHnAw8hw/s320/B022209+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeD8lZp7I/AAAAAAAAHI8/UKLuSwOXIWU/s1600-h/B022209+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&gt; &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/_9aX68wIJVws/SadfNlTh4HI/AAAAAAAAHJc/jEcQtSF3deE/s1600-h/B022209+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307315372836380786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadfNlTh4HI/AAAAAAAAHJc/jEcQtSF3deE/s320/B022209+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was such a mess!! We had to hose her down in the kitchen sink because I wasn't sure that all that cake and icing would make it down the bathtub drain! LOL!! It was so wonderful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadfOR2sQZI/AAAAAAAAHJk/InZwxUQBTH8/s1600-h/B022209+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307315384795021714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadfOR2sQZI/AAAAAAAAHJk/InZwxUQBTH8/s320/B022209+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the cake fiasco she opened presents. Never have I seen so much frilly cute pink outfits in my life! I'm telling you, my daughter is going to be decked out this summer in the fashion world's finest! Poor Tommy Two Shoes didn't understand why it was that he didn't have any presents though! Or why it had to be all about Natty and not him.... poor Two shoes!! It's a rough life not being the baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEErCXFI/AAAAAAAAHJM/NoQSwAQvqyU/s1600-h/B022209+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314109946158162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEErCXFI/AAAAAAAAHJM/NoQSwAQvqyU/s320/B022209+224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During present opening time we got a GREAT dancing show! Natty Grace received this dancing lion that sings &lt;em&gt;Jungle Boogie&lt;/em&gt; and every time you press his paw he starts dancing and singing. Well Natty was shakin' it right along with him!! She had us rolling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEY2sJ2I/AAAAAAAAHJU/9adofxAj0y8/s1600-h/B022209+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314115363743586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aX68wIJVws/SadeEY2sJ2I/AAAAAAAAHJU/9adofxAj0y8/s320/B022209+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a good time was had by all!! The Pretty Princess had a party worthy of her status and enough clothes and shoes to make any girl happy!! 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