<?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-3355905953484937787</id><updated>2011-08-09T10:12:28.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wilson's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-2663873163289042395</id><published>2010-11-16T14:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:26:16.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just signed up for mobil blogging...maybe you will here from me a little more often :)   Then again its me....we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-2663873163289042395?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2663873163289042395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=2663873163289042395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/2663873163289042395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/2663873163289042395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-signed-up-for-mobil-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-5201591534096257508</id><published>2010-11-11T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:06:50.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Kindergarten!!</title><content type='html'>Colton eating his First Day of school breakfast, his favorite, bacon and eggs and biscuits, yummy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7XT_jeNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V14tRMz0WCQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538507650937092306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7XT_jeNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V14tRMz0WCQ/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7W4U9oLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uNOvvlOBehg/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538507643510694066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7W4U9oLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uNOvvlOBehg/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Humoring mama for a before school shot! Isn't he cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7Wfcka5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/NX6Iwsm1Ag8/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538507636831710098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7Wfcka5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/NX6Iwsm1Ag8/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight in and he sat down at his spot he chose at Meet the Teacher night.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7WHeOemI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PrczQSnA9Tc/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538507630396209762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7WHeOemI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PrczQSnA9Tc/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quickly went to work :) Colton isn't one to talk about school, but you can tell he really likes it (o.k. recess and p.e. are his favorites). But he is so smart. He acts like he doesn't know anything new, but he read the first sentence of a not sent home by his teacher today (11/11/10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7V_VzSpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/pqelksCg-jo/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538507628213389970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7V_VzSpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/pqelksCg-jo/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Craig sent home a certificate for completing his first day of Kinder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am amazed at how quickly he seems to learn and pick things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-5201591534096257508?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5201591534096257508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=5201591534096257508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/5201591534096257508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/5201591534096257508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='First Day of Kindergarten!!'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy7XT_jeNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V14tRMz0WCQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-1761825601228685741</id><published>2010-11-11T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:54:02.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy5l4bkpPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DCe2777XWNM/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538505702213199090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy5l4bkpPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DCe2777XWNM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton with the girls before heading out to meet the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy5lhv_SXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/afW6hlGuHK8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538505696124815730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy5lhv_SXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/afW6hlGuHK8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton with his eyes open this time. He was so ready to go to the school to meet Mrs. Craig officially as his kindergarten teacher. He already knew her from VBS and his little buddy Sam is her grandson. All of us went to the school and went to see his classroom. He took all his school supplies and picked out the seat he would start school in the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-1761825601228685741?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1761825601228685741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=1761825601228685741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1761825601228685741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1761825601228685741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-teacher-and-first-day-of-school.html' title='Meet the Teacher'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TNy5l4bkpPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DCe2777XWNM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-6077245237223089005</id><published>2010-09-04T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:55:12.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babies are 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My Caleigh and Claire turned 4 on July 3. Yes, I realize that was 2 months ago. But this week while Colton was at school, we decided to ride around Omaha and Naples to take some pictures of the girls while they are semi still barely 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTsNqlBaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lpba3UmKW34/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513060912902505890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTsNqlBaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lpba3UmKW34/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire, always cheesin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTrjHYm8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1_MhfhT_nnA/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513060901480602562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTrjHYm8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1_MhfhT_nnA/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTrW7JRPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZVYgEL-S3HM/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513060898208040178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTrW7JRPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZVYgEL-S3HM/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sitting pretty Claire (l) Caleigh (r)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTq85i5BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/R7KGHH4Fg10/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513060891222008850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTq85i5BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/R7KGHH4Fg10/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; silly babies&lt;br /&gt;Caleigh (l) Claire (r)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTqShLq9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/P-s-TT6OR-g/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513060879845534674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTqShLq9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/P-s-TT6OR-g/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a thick overcast that day, I am not sure why they wouldn't quit squinting their eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the perks to living in a small old town....lots of good picture taking places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSePt-0iI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vUefQAl77h4/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059573423854114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSePt-0iI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vUefQAl77h4/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They really love each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSd8XFgUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZiD3KWi11Sc/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059568227549506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSd8XFgUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZiD3KWi11Sc/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the hardest time getting them to both look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSdUPrRcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JBZW2SaTc9E/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059557459051970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSdUPrRcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JBZW2SaTc9E/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been eyeballing this old barn across the road for the past two years thinking about taking pictures in front of it. Well, I finally just did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSc2o8R8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/VQJqxTJh_yA/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059549511960514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJSc2o8R8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/VQJqxTJh_yA/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't even have to force them to hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJScdAi-uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KpYAOS84WoQ/s1600/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059542631643874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJScdAi-uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KpYAOS84WoQ/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleigh Paige, you are so sweet and genuine. You make my heart smile everytime I see your sweet smile. Your sister is definately the dominant one, but you are the care taker. You make sure I know what everyone is or isn't doing, and we are working on the tattling part, but I love your concern for everyone around you. But at the same time, I think you are going to be the sneaky one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire Brooke, you are sweet too, but also SO mischevious. I won't ever have to wonder what you are up to. Your evil (but so cute) little laugh will always give you away (if Caleigh doesn't first). You have taken such a huge interest in learning recently, and want to be in the spotlight with everything you do. I love the zest for life you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of the little girls my babies have grown into. They definately keep their daddy and me on our toes, and honestly I wouldn't have it any other way. I can't wait to see what the future holds for Caleigh and Claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-6077245237223089005?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6077245237223089005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=6077245237223089005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/6077245237223089005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/6077245237223089005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-babies-are-4.html' title='My Babies are 4!'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIJTsNqlBaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lpba3UmKW34/s72-c/128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3497339720813448368</id><published>2010-09-02T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:54:18.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Graduates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, the reason we chose Stephenville as our family vacation spot was becasue my baby sister was graduating from college. Amber attended Tarleton State University and received a Bachelors degree in Animal Production. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The College Seal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBKCcH5zbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8jC7tAH_Rqg/s1600/40347_558349820876_55504534_32333035_3833395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512487349671022002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBKCcH5zbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8jC7tAH_Rqg/s320/40347_558349820876_55504534_32333035_3833395_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amber receiving her degree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484109349162386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s320/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Flag Poles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHGCl2sQI/AAAAAAAAANM/RclEEwRrZW8/s1600/45077_558350778956_55504534_32333092_4685227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484113001918722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHGCl2sQI/AAAAAAAAANM/RclEEwRrZW8/s320/45077_558350778956_55504534_32333092_4685227_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amber standing next to the Gates of Tarelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHFf-hbCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/N3lW9mf_41o/s1600/40644_558349890736_55504534_32333036_1262275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484103710141474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHFf-hbCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/N3lW9mf_41o/s320/40644_558349890736_55504534_32333036_1262275_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHe_2rtDI/AAAAAAAAANs/G84nI7zLT_o/s1600/40487_558352136236_55504534_32333140_819479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHFB1pMBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/fsU9GEgn3HE/s1600/40347_558349820876_55504534_32333035_3833395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Colton in Aunt Ambers cap and gown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHeqmQ_2I/AAAAAAAAANk/FWuPRin9LnQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484536057921378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHeqmQ_2I/AAAAAAAAANk/FWuPRin9LnQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHF0--DZI/AAAAAAAAANE/udxRiHJyOXQ/s1600/40673_558349915686_55504534_32333037_7067400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHe_2rtDI/AAAAAAAAANs/G84nI7zLT_o/s1600/40487_558352136236_55504534_32333140_819479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHFB1pMBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/fsU9GEgn3HE/s1600/40347_558349820876_55504534_32333035_3833395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caleigh in Mamoos cap and gown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHeMLBtyI/AAAAAAAAANc/fABNdCMtQ_s/s1600/44830_558350614286_55504534_32333084_1956619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484527890609954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHeMLBtyI/AAAAAAAAANc/fABNdCMtQ_s/s320/44830_558350614286_55504534_32333084_1956619_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Claire in Mamoos cap and gown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHGUYAWdI/AAAAAAAAANU/YGw6rbKijeU/s1600/44830_558350609296_55504534_32333083_3594160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484117775669714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHGUYAWdI/AAAAAAAAANU/YGw6rbKijeU/s320/44830_558350609296_55504534_32333083_3594160_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHe_2rtDI/AAAAAAAAANs/G84nI7zLT_o/s1600/40487_558352136236_55504534_32333140_819479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know....just incase any of them ever want to follow in her footsteps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHe_2rtDI/AAAAAAAAANs/G84nI7zLT_o/s1600/40487_558352136236_55504534_32333140_819479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512484541763925042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBHe_2rtDI/AAAAAAAAANs/G84nI7zLT_o/s320/40487_558352136236_55504534_32333140_819479_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Erath County Courthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations Amber, we are all so very proud of you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3497339720813448368?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3497339720813448368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3497339720813448368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3497339720813448368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3497339720813448368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/09/amber-graduates.html' title='Amber Graduates!!'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TIBKCcH5zbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8jC7tAH_Rqg/s72-c/40347_558349820876_55504534_32333035_3833395_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-704088357139720712</id><published>2010-08-20T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T18:36:29.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation day 3....Dublin Dr. Pepper Plant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday, we drove to Dublin to the oldest Dr Pepper bottling plant.  While we were there, we visited Doc's Soda shop and went on a tour to see the equipment used to bottle the origional recipe of DP using pure cane sugar instead of corn syrup. We were also treated to a nice cold Dr Pepper while on the tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507589355971779330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jVrtrmwI/AAAAAAAAALU/-4PMxHmTEdA/s320/160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a very impressive collection of old signs and memorbila from the company like the sign above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG763eHzA5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/dNbV6LoXw7M/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507615225206211474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG763eHzA5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/dNbV6LoXw7M/s320/168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is part of the machine used in the bottling process.  Can you see the red marker on the right hand side of the picture?  We were asked to guess what its function was.  After a few tries and no one in our group guessing right, the girl leading us told us that it is their dating system.  How simple and amazing that this is still their method.  The color of the marker is changed 4 times a year, and that is how they know when the product was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG762-c1uAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/a6aQ72BJ4B4/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507615216704534530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG762-c1uAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/a6aQ72BJ4B4/s320/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here, the bottles have been filled with syrup and carbonation, and are going into these four slots for a 3 step rotation to be mixed.  After they have been mixed, the ingredients will never seperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kYENhYeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IBs5is8yim8/s1600/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507590496419144162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kYENhYeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IBs5is8yim8/s320/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't remember what step this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kXG9_n-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/cU1zBtMcGgw/s1600/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507590479979454434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kXG9_n-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/cU1zBtMcGgw/s320/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A check station to be sure their aren't any visible cracks in the bottles before they are capped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kWztFVQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BSgP9Uh6RI4/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507590474808251650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7kWztFVQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BSgP9Uh6RI4/s320/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a diagram on the side of the part of the equipment that sterilizes the bottles before they are filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWzBg2tI/AAAAAAAAALs/JIx4dMEs2OE/s1600/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507589375113878226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWzBg2tI/AAAAAAAAALs/JIx4dMEs2OE/s320/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the bottles are loaded.  They have these huge tongs that pick up ten bottles at a time to load them on the conveyer belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWf0m6GI/AAAAAAAAALk/cGqJYpYLoQc/s1600/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507589369959475298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWf0m6GI/AAAAAAAAALk/cGqJYpYLoQc/s320/162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottles being stored waiting to be filled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWNxJH2I/AAAAAAAAALc/YTZZgmazQ3w/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507589365113102178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jWNxJH2I/AAAAAAAAALc/YTZZgmazQ3w/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished product on a lamp to check for color/fill quality.  The 3rd bottle from the left is the correct bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures obviously are not in the correct order.  But it was very interesting to see how my favorite drink is bottled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jVUnN7KI/AAAAAAAAALM/3z1xojSXlps/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507589349770652834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jVUnN7KI/AAAAAAAAALM/3z1xojSXlps/s320/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the products bottle in Dublin.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-704088357139720712?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/704088357139720712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=704088357139720712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/704088357139720712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/704088357139720712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-3dublin-dr-pepper-plant.html' title='Vacation day 3....Dublin Dr. Pepper Plant'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7jVrtrmwI/AAAAAAAAALU/-4PMxHmTEdA/s72-c/160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-1854499442767767996</id><published>2010-08-20T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:14:11.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation day 2 continued....Dinosaur Valley State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids on the trail down to the river bed where the Dinosaur tracks were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcyiorcI/AAAAAAAAALE/e7ihHDQM-7k/s1600/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507586179528699330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcyiorcI/AAAAAAAAALE/e7ihHDQM-7k/s320/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A track at the edge of the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcollOTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rY6EhF_CFDs/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507586176856701234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcollOTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rY6EhF_CFDs/s320/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks where they beleive at least 2 dinosaurs walked through....the theory is that one was trying to escape the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcMWyHwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dJtcdYHZpQ8/s1600/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507586169278439170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcMWyHwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dJtcdYHZpQ8/s320/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagrams of when there was to believed to be water covering the state of Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gbx7vqzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Iss5TV7qF_o/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507586162185710386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gbx7vqzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Iss5TV7qF_o/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North American Land Masses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gbY5LWRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/06Gad_ujEK0/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507586155464055058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gbY5LWRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/06Gad_ujEK0/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fVGtWXcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8HXejTt0GfI/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507584947991764418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fVGtWXcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8HXejTt0GfI/s320/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fU-yLRqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EWB9JSLd5pI/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507584945864525474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fU-yLRqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EWB9JSLd5pI/s320/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids with the dino believed to be running from the preditor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fUTqD6YI/AAAAAAAAAKM/u7WPv2lMHJ4/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507584934287763842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fUTqD6YI/AAAAAAAAAKM/u7WPv2lMHJ4/s320/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preditor...a T-Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fUJ9slaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/3yxKv1ZKB-s/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507584931685766562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fUJ9slaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/3yxKv1ZKB-s/s320/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddos sitting on the tail of the Paluxysaurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fTodiSsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/u3xhOG64ak4/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507584922692504258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7fTodiSsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/u3xhOG64ak4/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-1854499442767767996?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1854499442767767996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=1854499442767767996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1854499442767767996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1854499442767767996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-2-continueddinosaur-valley.html' title='Vacation day 2 continued....Dinosaur Valley State Park'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7gcyiorcI/AAAAAAAAALE/e7ihHDQM-7k/s72-c/140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3496257501400612975</id><published>2010-08-20T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:14:05.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 2...Fossil Rim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Thursday, we headed over to Glen Rose to Fossil Rim to checkout some wild life. It is a 9 1/2 mile drive through lots of exotic animals. The kids loved it as did Jacob and I. They gave you a brochure with all the animals you might see, so as we went along, I drove and Jacob told us what everything was and marked it off our list. We also got a bag of food so we could lure the animals closer to the car to get a good look....and let me tell you, we got up close and personal with a few  :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P12oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/C-8FoeLNC6o/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507567918424196098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P12oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/C-8FoeLNC6o/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinosaurs at the entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P1TPnGJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CFVpfgWf_KY/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507567908926462098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P1TPnGJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CFVpfgWf_KY/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a baby Zebra, there were LOTS of zebras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P03gGtqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wkl7aMeNdAg/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507567901479450274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P03gGtqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wkl7aMeNdAg/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some kind of deer also LOTS of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P0bnyNwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VDV1DSB91_0/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507567893995468546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P0bnyNwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VDV1DSB91_0/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he wasn't too interested in visitors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7Pz2FHtjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_eRVocHoL4Y/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507567883917964850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7Pz2FHtjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_eRVocHoL4Y/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the animals thought it was hot, check out his tongue stuck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OgFM9T6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/rTunF8zNWok/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507566444868358050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OgFM9T6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/rTunF8zNWok/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We raised the back glass in the expedition and this is where the kids rode in between herds of animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7Of2drzCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y5LPbsaR5hM/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507566440911981602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7Of2drzCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y5LPbsaR5hM/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy cracked me up, at one time his head was in the car between me and the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OfppvrZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AaDPTxN2-WU/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507566437472906642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OfppvrZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AaDPTxN2-WU/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob LOVED all the bid deer, (I think he was imagining hunting them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OfPa0qGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gEPYhhFk9Co/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507566430430996578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OfPa0qGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gEPYhhFk9Co/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 1/2 point from the trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OenNtKxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/axJgFRP110A/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507566419638561554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7OenNtKxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/axJgFRP110A/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking out from the 1/2 point.  There was a really neat gift shop and restraunt up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NTLTaaZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zYyWTAFBzhQ/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507565123656116626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NTLTaaZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zYyWTAFBzhQ/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giraffe...if you look really close you can see his tongue picking leaves off the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NShuH9xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PUqKCeAhP_c/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507565112493864722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NShuH9xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PUqKCeAhP_c/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;technically, the giraffes were the only animal you were supposed to be able to feed by hand, but none of them would come up to the cars. Still Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NSLy6qJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ugzedqCeOBM/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507565106608384146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NSLy6qJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ugzedqCeOBM/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colton and a zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NRyKr9YI/AAAAAAAAAIM/L__Ydaue-8M/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507565099728762242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NRyKr9YI/AAAAAAAAAIM/L__Ydaue-8M/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and a zebra. These were the friendliest animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NRWnMroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SjUdSugZM2g/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507565092332154498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7NRWnMroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SjUdSugZM2g/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The picture doesn't do justice, but his spots were REALLY dark, very different from the rest of the giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WbGUzpVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7WU_mgkm0sg/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504786619213138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WbGUzpVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7WU_mgkm0sg/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WaYOODzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HmW8IWXJOyI/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504774243553074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WaYOODzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HmW8IWXJOyI/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a cave, right around the corner the road went right over the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WZu8jTCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-54v3YIqlWk/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504763163593762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WZu8jTCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-54v3YIqlWk/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rhino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WYy0gHxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0fxrwqgYtJw/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504747023703826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WYy0gHxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0fxrwqgYtJw/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ostrich....a.k.a. Jacob's favorite....NOT. He was hillarious to watch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WX71TqyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1VZCQZLgQaA/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504732263131938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6WX71TqyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1VZCQZLgQaA/s320/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally a buffalo.  We didn't see him until we were out on the road to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left Fossil Rim, we went down the road to the Dinosaur Valley State Park (lots of dinosaur things to do out there).  I'll have to make another post for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3496257501400612975?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3496257501400612975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3496257501400612975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3496257501400612975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3496257501400612975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-2fossil-rim.html' title='Vacation Day 2...Fossil Rim'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG7P12oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/C-8FoeLNC6o/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4921194708717918408</id><published>2010-08-20T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:43:36.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more pics from the first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it very well, but this is a picture of the film reel for the omni theatre.  I still haven't made up my mind about the omni, I do know if I ever get to go to another one, I will try my best to sit right in the middle verses the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NuF6HF3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XFfwAmOmCVU/s1600/603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495217320105842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NuF6HF3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XFfwAmOmCVU/s320/603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids with a T-Rex outside the museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtzuYStI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xDSvO-8y25Y/s1600/606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495212439063250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtzuYStI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xDSvO-8y25Y/s320/606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a huge Leonardo DiVince (sp) display set up, and this glider was hanging in the foyer of the museum, I assume that it went along with all his other amazing inventions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtUBDW_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/lupWo9hBxcg/s1600/588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495203927448562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtUBDW_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/lupWo9hBxcg/s320/588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We didn't visit the Cowgirl Hall of fame, but this was a statue outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtBlto2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/iBS30lg7Xcw/s1600/564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495198980940642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NtBlto2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/iBS30lg7Xcw/s320/564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kiddos enjoying digging for Dinosaur bones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L_Pk485I/AAAAAAAAAGU/qP-B7oYdkhE/s1600/600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507493312949973906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L_Pk485I/AAAAAAAAAGU/qP-B7oYdkhE/s320/600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spurs on display.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L-rvk0iI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dmIhICY0das/s1600/583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507493303331115554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L-rvk0iI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dmIhICY0das/s320/583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Colton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L-UKCbNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/e3VLfdAsk3U/s1600/558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507493296999656658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L-UKCbNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/e3VLfdAsk3U/s320/558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caleigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L9xLRBFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sYN0bELjzII/s1600/557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507493287609566290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L9xLRBFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sYN0bELjzII/s320/557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Claire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L9fgwyQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/624RpW3tEjM/s1600/556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507493282867890434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6L9fgwyQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/624RpW3tEjM/s320/556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we left Ft.Worth we then headed to Stephenville.  On the way there, we passed a store where they build custom rustic furniture and they have built the worlds largest rocking chair. So, we stopped to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NuRzjs-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-78MjTzXkXI/s1600/611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495220513846242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NuRzjs-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-78MjTzXkXI/s320/611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6Oe_s7dRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PZ6EdsJbkTQ/s1600/612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507496057467794706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6Oe_s7dRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PZ6EdsJbkTQ/s320/612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Living in Northeast Texas, the kids haven't seen too many cactus (neither has their mama), so I took this picture of them in from of the cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6Od9DY7iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7dPtnmTBUcw/s1600/609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507496039576825378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6Od9DY7iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7dPtnmTBUcw/s320/609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For some reason unknown to me, my kids love water towers. Here is a picture of them under an old water tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6OedMIFaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y_7O9Nb1Ow8/s1600/615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507496048203404706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6OedMIFaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y_7O9Nb1Ow8/s320/615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then I ran out of room on my memory card....not to worry, I had the computer with me, so I was able to clean off the memory card...whew, that was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3355905953484937787-4921194708717918408?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4921194708717918408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4921194708717918408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4921194708717918408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4921194708717918408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-more-pics-from-first-day.html' title='A few more pics from the first day'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG6NuF6HF3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XFfwAmOmCVU/s72-c/603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3387485992592760406</id><published>2010-08-18T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:01:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 1</title><content type='html'>So, we finally decided it was time to go on a family vacation this year, and since my little sister was graduating from college, we made our trip to her graduation our vacation. We had planned for a couple of weeks to leave here Wednesday morning and head out to the DFW area to do something fun like the zoo or aquarium. But at Maggies birthday party, a friend of ours told us she worked at the Ft. Worth Museum of Science and History, and that she could get us tickets anytime we wanted. So Tuesday rolled around, and we had everything packed and ready to go for the next morning and Jacob and I looked at each other and said, lets just go after supper. So, we ate cleaned up the kitchen and hit the road. We drove to FW while the kids slept and found a hotel room. Wednesday morning we got up, got ready and headed to the museum. Here are a few pictures from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TGwg05wGYJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6qnRlibhWuo/s1600/559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812537595125906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TGwg05wGYJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6qnRlibhWuo/s320/559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The front of the museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG176-mIe4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/fzHEThq7qUk/s1600/571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507194172509551490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG176-mIe4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/fzHEThq7qUk/s320/571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleigh and Claire with a giant doll&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/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG177dhlWMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gcOh6vQxCE8/s1600/577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507194180811970754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG177dhlWMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gcOh6vQxCE8/s320/577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids in a dino foot print&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG178D1R3DI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MCG24BRzFxE/s1600/581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507194191095127090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG178D1R3DI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MCG24BRzFxE/s320/581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Cattle Brands hanging overhead&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/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG177ufnIRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mjamWeNjvSk/s1600/605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507194185367101714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TG177ufnIRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mjamWeNjvSk/s320/605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dino outside&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/3355905953484937787-3387485992592760406?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3387485992592760406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3387485992592760406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3387485992592760406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3387485992592760406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-1.html' title='Vacation Day 1'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/TGwg05wGYJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6qnRlibhWuo/s72-c/559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-2017920212104001137</id><published>2010-07-31T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:54:58.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end of summer is quickly approaching us and we are trying to make the most of it.  Jacob left this afternoon to go to Broken Bow with his dad, brother and another friend of theirs for a little overnight fishing trip.  So, the kids and I loaded up to head out to do something fun too.  I secretly packed all of the kids swimming suits, towells and life jackets, and we headed off to my mom and dads and while I had already ran the idea by daddy, but when the kids saw his boat they began begging to go to the lake :). It didn't take too long so we got things together and headed that way. &lt;br /&gt;It was the girls first time to ride in a "motor boat" and I believe they had a blast.  We went to the company park where we used to spend our summers during my junior high and highschool summers. Being there brought back so many memories.  I hope my children have something like that to look back at when they are older that will bring a smile their hearts too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-2017920212104001137?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2017920212104001137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=2017920212104001137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/2017920212104001137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/2017920212104001137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-of-summer-is-quickly-approaching-us.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-8942014434726250509</id><published>2010-07-31T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:47:31.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day out!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the 30th Jacob, the kids and I headed off to Canton.  We had planned to get up and going around 7, but after Jacob hit the snooze and then turned it off, we slept in well, for a little while.  We hit the road, and were on our way around 9ish.  However we didn't make it far, we needed to top off the gas tank (aka fill it up) and get our chocolate milk fix and some good ole donuts and colaches(sp).  When we got to Canton we dicided to walk around the trade days for a while, picked up a few goodies then headed over to Splash Kingdom for the rest of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;While at the water park, we floated the lazy river, played in the wave pool, and after watching Colton and Jacob on the slides Claire was all over the idea of doing it too. So after much persuasion and pushing we talked Caleigh into it as well. She wasn't as fond of the idea as the other two, so she and I floated the river a little while, and played in the younger kids  area of the park.  We all ended up there, and then changed back into our clothes, ate dinner, and headed back to good ole Naples.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day and I think it is safe to say we all had a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-8942014434726250509?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8942014434726250509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=8942014434726250509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/8942014434726250509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/8942014434726250509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-day-out.html' title='Family Day out!'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3123713579757403831</id><published>2010-07-25T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:17:31.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can anyone say HOT! It's the end of July and in Texas that only means one thing....It's HOT!!! I should be used to it, I have lived here for 27 years, but I don't think you could ever really get used to over 100 heat index. &lt;br /&gt;We haven't had the chance to do anything big and exciting, but the kids don't seem to mind.  This past Wednesday, their Kma came to get them and took them on a play date with two of her dear friends Ms. Nanci and Ms. Brenda and their grandkids at Brenda's house.  They swam, and swam and swam.  Played, ate popcicles and had a pic nic lunch.&lt;br /&gt;As much fun as they had, mama had a good day too.  I had to clean for a friend of mine that morning, but afterwards I headed to MP and had the greatest pedicure!  I am a sucker for a good foot massage :)  I also had to do some grocery shopping and went to the dreaded walmart, but really enjoyed my "me" time and just looking around and going at my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the week we started decorating for VBS which starts tonight at the Naples Church of Christ at 6. I teach crafts, surprised?  So we have been spending a couple of extra hours a day at the church getting my stuff together and helping out if other people needed a hand.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a whirlwind....Jacob was ready to trade in his old lawnmower on a newer one, and has been working so many hours and extra days lately, that the kids and I were nominated to go make the deal.  We were up, dressed and had driven the nearly hour drive to Texarkana by 8 a.m. When we had our turn with the sales guy, we found the lawn mower we were looking for and it was so brand new it was still in the shipping crate.  So after an hour or so wait for them to finish assembly, we were on our way back to Naples for the Watermelon Festival. We missed the parade, but did do a quick walk through of the booths and such, and we were headed back home, because like I said, It's HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;So, now its Sunday afternoon, and the kids are napping and I am enjoying sitting here doing NOTHING.  Until time to go to VBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot to mention....My baby boy pulled his 2nd tooth last night....All.by.himself.  :) I love watching them grow up....I wish it didn't feel as though it were in fastforward all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3123713579757403831?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3123713579757403831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3123713579757403831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3123713579757403831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3123713579757403831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-anyone-say-hot-its-end-of-july-and.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-1006911632738121284</id><published>2010-07-09T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:50:09.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer So Far.</title><content type='html'>*warning*This is long and there aren't any pictures. I hope you enjoy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the begining/middle of July Already?  That doesn't seem possible! School has been out for a little over a month now, and I can't believe that in shortly over a month, I will have a Kindergartener. Colton attended pre-k last year at Pewitt, and I never imagined he would know some of the things he has learned in the past year. Did I mention he had perfect attendance? Since school has been out, we have been spending a lot of time here at the house.  Some days, it is great, some days we just have to get out. The first couple of weeks we did just that.  However the next two weeks seemed to be a whirlwind.  I was asked to teach a cake decorating class for kids camp at our local community college. I had 2 classes and really enjoyed myself, but missed my relaxed at home routine and being with my kids. Most days, Colton, Caleigh and Claire went to my mom and dad's house, one day they got to stay home with their daddy, and ond day their favorite big buddy Anna came to our house to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;The girls have also had quite a summer, probably better than anyone else in our house, but ofcourse we have been able to share it with them.  On July 3, my babies turned 4! I can't believe it.  So, for their birthday, Jacob and I and his parents went in together and bought them a swimming pool.  It has been so nice to have it in our backyard and not have to get ready to go somewhere else to swim.  Ofcouse it came with more work for mama, but at least I can get in it and cool off to clean. We had their birthday party here at the house and had quite the turn out if I counted everyone, and I am almost possitive I did, there were 44 ppl here.  Wow. But I loved it, I think one of my favorite things as a mama is to plan a big fun Birthday party for my kids.  The kids who came, got to swim, play on a slip-n-slide, and ofcourse there was cake and icecream and juice drinks.  I don't have any pics :( I forgot to charge my camera, but hopefully, I will get some good ones from my sis.  On the actual day of the girls birthday we took them out to eat, got their ears peirced and saw ToyStory3.  What an evening.&lt;br /&gt;On the Fourth of July, we started the day by going to church, then Colton and Claire went with Jacob to shoot guns and Caleigh and I stayed around here cleaning the house and doing that sort of thing, but we made it fun and right now she still likes to help. That evening Cody, Marci, and Baby Maggie came over and our friends Dusty and Gina and we grilled steaks, had a great salad and baked potatoes followed by our easy version of apple cobbler, and finished the night with fireworks.  I think that is most of our summer in a nutshell, thus far.  It's only half over, and I can't wait to see what else we can get into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-1006911632738121284?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1006911632738121284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=1006911632738121284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1006911632738121284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1006911632738121284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-so-far.html' title='Summer So Far.'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-928141722470132200</id><published>2009-11-14T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:52:26.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while.....</title><content type='html'>A LONG while!  I can't believe, well yes I can...that it has been nearly 5 months since I have posted a blog. So here is a brief, very brief recap of the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July- My babie girls Caleigh Paige and Claire Brooke celebrated there 3rd birthday on July 3rd. We had a princess birthday party and the girls had a blast.  It was low key for us anyway, but still a very enjoyable day for the girls!! They wanted purple bicycles and got some very cute purple princess bikes!!! Love em' but still trying to figure them out to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August- Baby Maggie Gean Wilson joined our family on August 5th!!! Maggie is super cute and the kids just can't get enough of her.  She is double special to me, since she is my first neice (her daddy Cody and Jacob are brothers) and my second cousin (her mama Marci is my 1st cousin). And NO we aren't form Arkansas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepetember-  Colton started school!!!! We didn't enroll him before school, we thought I ought to be able to get him ready for kindergarten, but the more I heard from parents of kids in the pre-k program, the more I was afraid he might be behind starting kindergarten.  So the middle of September we talked about it and talked to him about it, and he, Jacob and I agreed that we would sign him up.  He LOVES it.  Just this past week he has decided that I don't have to walk him into school anymore like I have up until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Sept. my daddy turned the big 5-0!!! He had a birthday party at his house, after 20 something years he has finally got the shack he has wanted for a pool house and the party was there around the pool. A large time was had by all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October- It rained, and rained and rained some more....thats about all we did last month was watch it rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November- Jacob celebrated #28 on the 1st and we had a nice uneventful day as a family.  This past Thursday he, his daddy, brother, friend Dusty, and Roger headed to Alpine, Texas to go quail hunting. I will have to make a whole other post about their trip. They will be home sometime tomorrow and I will definately have some pics to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I headed to Cass County to my mom and dads deer lease to spend the afternoon today, and had a very enjoyable time.  I took Colton for a short ride on the 4-wheeler to the pond and we found some flat bottom boats and paddles, so I talked him into a little ride...not too sure he really enjoyed that. Then I took the girls for the same little adventure.  Claire loved it!! Caleigh held on to Claires skirt the hold time and kept saying, "Claire, hold on!"  They are so sweet and so different it amazes me.  Claire was not ready to get out of the boat and Caleigh said, "This not fun for me, Mommy".  We went back to camp and Colton and I shot his .410 a couple of times then he and Poppy road down to the deer stand to check things out then walked to another one.  My little man is getting ready now to spend the night there with them, and go hunting bright and early in the morning.  He has all his gear layed out and ready!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is so long, and there are no pictures.  I keep thinking I will try to do better, and its not that I don't have time or can't make it, I just haven't done well keeping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-928141722470132200?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/928141722470132200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=928141722470132200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/928141722470132200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/928141722470132200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while.....'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3132590244104662179</id><published>2009-06-23T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:30:38.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FunFilled Saturday with Daddy</title><content type='html'>The kids and I had planned for a FULL day of birthday parties (3 to be exact) on Saturday the 20th.  But Jacob decided to take off from real work on Friday to mow his yards he normally does on the weekend so that he could have a day off and go fishing at Beavers Bend.  The closer it got to time for him to go, the more I wanted to go.  I don't really care for the fishing part, but it just sounded like fun to get out for a little bit.  So he left out before 9  and I finished up my 4th and final cake for the weekend.  The kids and I decided to go to one of the parties the earliest one, and headed up to Oklahoma after lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up and while they watched Garfield, I listened and enjoyed the scenery on the way.  When we got to Idabel there was a drive through Subway so we stopped and got sandwhiches and met Jacob at the WalMart there.  We headed to the park and finally found an empty campsite with a picnic table and ate our sandwhiches and changed into our swimsuits.  We headed to the swimming area and swam in the river as the kids say, then rented padel boats (which by the way are NOT fun to me) but the kids loved it.  Colton wanted to see where daddy had caught his fish so we went on a baby hike with the babies along the river before heading out to ride goKarts.  I don't think I have ever had so much fun in one day with my whole family.  We then headed home and stopped in Idabel at a yummy mexican restraunt for supper and then drove on home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time we are going to plan ahead and leave out earlier and spend the WHOLE day soaking up the sun around the river.  We hope to have a camper some day sooner than later hopefully and maybe have a few weekends like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3132590244104662179?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3132590244104662179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3132590244104662179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3132590244104662179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3132590244104662179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/06/funfilled-saturday-with-daddy.html' title='FunFilled Saturday with Daddy'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4995852153357006216</id><published>2009-06-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:19:04.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since my last post.....&lt;br /&gt;On April 3, one of my very best friends Melissa had two handsome boys....Camden Marshall and Easton Lee.  They are 2 of the sweetest babies I have ever known, and she may  very well be one of the greatest mommies out there.  Congrats Aunt Issa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17, Jacob and I celebrated our 5th anniversary.  His mama and daddy kept the kids for us while went out by ourselves.  We went to the mall in Longview and out to eat at Papacitas.  I enjoyed my time with him, but while we were gone, my mom called him and they had put my grandma on a ventilator (life support).  I really tried to have fun, but all I could think about was her, so after dinner we headed back to MP to go to the hospital to be with my mom, grandpa and unlce for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April the 18th was my 26th birthday, and to be honest, it sucked.  I woke up at 8 to a phone call and they told me they had given my grandma a 20% chance of survival.  I was heartbroken and spent the whole day and night at the hospital.  She made it through, and for 4 weeks was at TRMC in Mt. Pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, the end of April or early May, my other best friend Amy (who happens to be Melissa's twin sis) called me and told me to get ready, because I am going to be an Auntie again late December or early January (now its confirmed it will be early January).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all I can remember, which proves to me, maybe I should do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-4995852153357006216?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4995852153357006216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4995852153357006216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4995852153357006216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4995852153357006216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4079387386977171884</id><published>2009-04-02T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:26:29.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>It has been a couple of weeks and just wanted to let everyone know that we are still here:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton has now had 4 t-ball games, and they continue to be just as exciting as the first one was. The girls love to go and watch Baseball and even have there own shirts that NawNaw made for them to sorta match Bubba's.  Jacob is not technically a coach, but has ended up helping with nearly every practice and game in the outfield and catching while our team bats.  He made the comment the other night, that he had caught the entire time he played ball when he was younger and had never been hit by the batter.  After his first t-ball game catching for Colton's team, he was hit, by none other that our Madi!! I thought this was quite funny, because to be honest she is a little rounder, and it was so fitting that it was her that hit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other exciting news for me at least, 3 of my 7 expecting mama's (8 babies between them) have delivered their babies.  Robin had a healthy little boy named Joshua Feb. 13, KeLe had baby Libby on March 31, and Tiffany's baby Adilene (who took her sweet time 24+ hours) was born on April 1!!! I am so happy for all my dear friends and look forward in the next week to welcome 4 more sweeties (one being a set of twin boys....I am so excited).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I get pictures of the little ones, I will try to upload them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep the family of Judy Hammonds in your thoughts and prayers, after what they thought would be a full recovery, Judy has had a huge setback and was taken off of life support yesterday evening (April 1).  She is a strong lady and is holding on as we speak.  Only our Lord knows what is in store for her and her family, but I pray for peace and comfort for all of them in this time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-4079387386977171884?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4079387386977171884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4079387386977171884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4079387386977171884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4079387386977171884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4380145315081868003</id><published>2009-03-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:44:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaArbqhJI/AAAAAAAAADY/NAZ1tPRzw9U/s1600-h/colton+at+practice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331690420929682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaArbqhJI/AAAAAAAAADY/NAZ1tPRzw9U/s320/colton+at+practice.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am still getting the hang of this blogging thing, so I appologize for the goofy placing of my pictures today. Also, for anyone who likes to read about us, I am so sorry for taking so long to make an update.&lt;br /&gt;&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;&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;--The picture to the left is Cotlon at practice. If you look closely you will notice that not only does he have his batting helmet on, he also has his catching glove. Poor kid, he thinks he has to wear all of his gear all of the time.&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;On Monday night Colton played his first real game, we counted it down for about 3 days and when he woke up that morning he looked at me and said, "Mama, today I get to play real Baseball". However a little while later when I told him the name of the team we would be playing was the Green monsters, he did not want to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, " Mama, I don't want to play tonight" I asked him why and he said, "Mama, you know I am afraid of green monsters". It took just a litte persuasion to convince him that they would be little people like him, and he was fine when he saw the other team running around in ther green t-shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaAE1NbrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uTL_dS19fHk/s1600-h/DSCN2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331680059092658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaAE1NbrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uTL_dS19fHk/s320/DSCN2077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--Here is the littel man running into home after one of his at bats at the first game. I am surprised he is still standing up, usually he thinks he needs to slide into home.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331683004238162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaAPzYyVI/AAAAAAAAADI/Sj_f0mwnJHs/s320/DSCN2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- The Girls and Colton dressed and all ready for his second game last night. I am a loser and they have to match big brothers ball team (notice the grey and red). They are getting better at posing together, maybe sometime in the near future we can get a real picture of the 3 of the made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPZ_YR2U4I/AAAAAAAAADA/PK3EzuYjh4s/s1600-h/DSCN2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331668099617666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPZ_YR2U4I/AAAAAAAAADA/PK3EzuYjh4s/s320/DSCN2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;--Here is a closeup of Colton coming into 3rd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice the cheesy grin, thats how he looks during &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole game. He just can't contain his joy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331668308805026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPZ_ZDuRaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JhLgcr346Rs/s320/FSCN2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;--One final at bat!!!! Bless his heart, he swings so hard &lt;div&gt;he spins a full circle before he is able to run the bases&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;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;So far Tee Ball has been a great experience for our entire family. All the grandparents were able to make it to our first game and K'ma, NawNaw and Uncle Cody were there last night to cheer Colton on. We are so blessed to be able to do things like this with our kids and I am so thankful for and cherish every moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-4380145315081868003?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4380145315081868003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4380145315081868003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4380145315081868003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4380145315081868003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-still-getting-hang-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/ScPaArbqhJI/AAAAAAAAADY/NAZ1tPRzw9U/s72-c/colton+at+practice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3424384454743560227</id><published>2009-02-27T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:53:09.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton's T-Ball Practice</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had our first t-ball practice, and I believe Colton had a blast.  I kind of thought he was a little standoffish, but I am sure that will change soon when he gets to know a few more of the kids.  However our Madi (she's not technically ours, but she stayed with us all summer while her mama and daddy worked) is on his team, so he does have a buddy and that will probably be good for both of them.  I am feeling too lazy to go find my camera right now, I got a couple of pictures of him, but I will have to post them tomorrow or maybe Sunday.  Just wanted to let everyone know that he did great and we can't wait to share more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3424384454743560227?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3424384454743560227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3424384454743560227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3424384454743560227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3424384454743560227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/coltons-t-ball-practice.html' title='Colton&apos;s T-Ball Practice'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3243862648186740571</id><published>2009-02-27T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:49:36.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Google Game</title><content type='html'>The object is...well I am not sure that there is an object but this is how it goes.  Go to Google and type in your name "needs."  Example: Ashleigh "needs" and use the top ten results that come up.  So, lets see how this goes for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google says, Ashleigh "needs"...&lt;br /&gt;1) Ashleigh needs rogaine. (I have plenty of hair thanks)&lt;br /&gt;2) Ashleigh needs to watch where she's going, clumsy ass. (Not the words I would have used, but so true)&lt;br /&gt;3) Ashleigh needs to stop being a maurder and stop complaing evertime something happens with all of us leaving her out.(hey, I don't complain, I have gotten used to it)&lt;br /&gt;4) Ashleigh needs a new saddle. (yes, but I am afraid of the horse, so there is not need in getting that saddle)&lt;br /&gt;5) Ashleigh needs to reach level four before she can enter those competitions.&lt;br /&gt;6) Ashleigh needs to break away.&lt;br /&gt;7) Ashleigh needs a break! (this one I can agree on)&lt;br /&gt;8) Ashleigh needs an assistant to help her plan the mixer between Omega Chi and ZBZ so Omega Chi pledge Calvin volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;9) Ashleigh needs to turn 1 more or gain 21 more Slayer points to reach the next.&lt;br /&gt;10) Ashleigh needs to pick up lunch tickets. (as long as it taste good and I don't have to cook, I'm there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this game was not so fun for me.  I had thought about copying Christy and doing Jacob's too, but he would probably get some good things and mine aren't so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3243862648186740571?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3243862648186740571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3243862648186740571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3243862648186740571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3243862648186740571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/google-game.html' title='The Google Game'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-191780964211278361</id><published>2009-02-25T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:31:19.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my previous post, we signed Colton up to play TeeBall this year.  Jacob has been telling me that I needed to take him to town and get the things that he did not have so that he would be ready when it came time to practice.  He had to work, so Caleigh and Claire went to spend some time with NawNaw and Poppy, and Colton and I went to walmart.  He was not excited about going to walmart, untill he fully understood why we were there (which wasn't untill we actually got to the baseball stuff).  So this is what he has looked like every since then.  And I mean litterally.  He changed into his new Baseball clothes in the wal mart parking lot.  And we immediately had to go show K'ma and Hawdaddy.  And as soon as he woke up this morning he put them back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWKC2RyrI/AAAAAAAAACw/3VIG8USsK0s/s1600-h/DSCN1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953572721740466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWKC2RyrI/AAAAAAAAACw/3VIG8USsK0s/s320/DSCN1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had the Tee and Bat, but he picked out a new glove, batting gloves, a helmet and we got him a pair of pants and ofcourse we had to have a bag to put it all in.  I am sure that not all of this gear is required for TeeBall, but he is my baby, and this is our first big thing for him to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our morning of playing ball in the back yard and when daddy left to go to work, we went to NawNaw and Poppys to ride fourwheelers and play for awhile.  I have known for a long time that there was an old cemetary in the woods   behind there house, but I have never been back there.  The new owners of the property are clearing fences and rebuilding them soon, so while I had the chacne to go there on fourwheeler instead of foot, we took it.  Here are some markers that we found.  A few were still readable but most were just rocks placed every so many feet or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJvP7F0I/AAAAAAAAACo/7s8aKVjboxs/s1600-h/DSCN1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953567460595522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJvP7F0I/AAAAAAAAACo/7s8aKVjboxs/s320/DSCN1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one we think may have been a young soldier possibly because of the inscripture and the age.  He was not quite 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJY26uWI/AAAAAAAAACg/RLi1NcBAWLg/s1600-h/DSCN1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953561450133858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJY26uWI/AAAAAAAAACg/RLi1NcBAWLg/s320/DSCN1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was very neat to see, and I was ok, untill everyone else had gone back over to the fourwheelers and I got an eery feeling inside.  Maybe it was coinsindence I don't know.  I counted about 22 or 23 rocks that were placed in this one area, so I am guessing that there aren't more than 30 graves there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It saddened me however, that these people were burried there in the middle of nowhere in Cookville, and no one even really knows that they are there.  I guess that will eventually happen to all of us.  Someday there will not be anybody left here that was here when we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way back to the house Colton and I stopped and played in the creek for a few minutes.  Here he is.  Still in his ball clothes and batting helmit.  Silly little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJI86G5I/AAAAAAAAACY/rtnYmH_Wsiw/s1600-h/DSCN1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953557180291986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWJI86G5I/AAAAAAAAACY/rtnYmH_Wsiw/s320/DSCN1937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our last adventure of the day..... Little man has been asking us for quite some time if he could campout, so I found this tent and mama and daddy's and brought it home and sat it up in the living room for him and the girls.  This first picture is after we made ther palletts and they even have there portable dvd player in there to watch Open Season 2 or Polorbears as it is know at our house (yes I realize he is a brown bear, but try convincing a very hardheaded little boy that he is wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYUNuSbrSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GBzHmrDxpnk/s1600-h/DSCN1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306951436898905378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYUNuSbrSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GBzHmrDxpnk/s320/DSCN1943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last picture for tonights post is while they were watching the movie for the first time tonight and having there pizza pic nic in the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYUNr_us9I/AAAAAAAAACI/LxM2gAMxGM8/s1600-h/DSCN1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306951436283589586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYUNr_us9I/AAAAAAAAACI/LxM2gAMxGM8/s320/DSCN1941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a good evening.  Untill next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-191780964211278361?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/191780964211278361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=191780964211278361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/191780964211278361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/191780964211278361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-wednesday.html' title='Our Wednesday'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SaYWKC2RyrI/AAAAAAAAACw/3VIG8USsK0s/s72-c/DSCN1897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4376819318210891633</id><published>2009-02-23T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:34:45.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just another Monday</title><content type='html'>It has been a couple of days so I thought I would just say Hi to everyone (if anyone actually reads this).  Nothing big or exciting to report from The Wilson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I have been visiting The Naples Church of Christ here in Naples and are really enjoying it.  If you do not have a church home, and live in the area, it is definatly worth trying out.  There seem to be 100 kids (not really) but ALOT of kids from itty bitty to school age, and there is something for all of them (as young as 2 years old go to a class).  There are also several young couples and just overall everyone seems so nice and happy to see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton, the Girls and I went on the 14th to sign him up for his first year of T-Ball, and tonight our coach called us (technically his wife, but same difference I suppose), and I am so very excited about the team that he is on.  We are still kinda new in the area, or I feel that way anyway, and it doesn't seem like we know that many people, but we are very lucky to be on a team with several little people that we do know.  Good Luck Colton, he has his first practice this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone has a great week, and Thank God for something good that is happening in your life.  I know that times are hard, and are likely to get harder, but everyone has something to be proud of and God deserves all the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-4376819318210891633?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4376819318210891633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4376819318210891633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4376819318210891633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4376819318210891633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-another-monday.html' title='Its just another Monday'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3387532884498800156</id><published>2009-02-18T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:27:27.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleigh and Claire have a rather large bedroom and lucky for them I guess since they have to share.  I have not been able to find just what I wanted for the room in store or online, so after months of looking and here and there and everywhere between, I decided to tear down an old headboard and make my own wall hangings for my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is part of the headboard befor Ashleigh got a hold of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzr8_n5YzI/AAAAAAAAACA/9u9TvMokLfY/s1600-h/DSCN1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373894239052594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzr8_n5YzI/AAAAAAAAACA/9u9TvMokLfY/s320/DSCN1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;And in the process...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzqukWWUBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9yWALtCcETo/s1600-h/DSCN1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304372546887897106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzqukWWUBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9yWALtCcETo/s320/DSCN1872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now this is a picture of there bedroom just a few hours ago.  Cute, but bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzp1kNLxnI/AAAAAAAAABo/j4K7mjaqIPg/s1600-h/DSCN1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304371567596914290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzp1kNLxnI/AAAAAAAAABo/j4K7mjaqIPg/s320/DSCN1873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what there room looks like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzopkMGnvI/AAAAAAAAABg/bgjyoFN2akY/s1600-h/DSCN1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304370261922324210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzopkMGnvI/AAAAAAAAABg/bgjyoFN2akY/s320/DSCN1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the peices from the headboard, the picture does not do them justice.  I printed some pictures from the internet of victorian lady sillouettes and then traced them so that is what it is in actuallity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzopQlMC8I/AAAAAAAAABY/hSJb_-blGIM/s1600-h/DSCN1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304370256658828226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzopQlMC8I/AAAAAAAAABY/hSJb_-blGIM/s320/DSCN1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me share with you all, hope everyone has a great evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Real quick, Please keep my very special friend Mrs. Judy Hammonds in your prayers, she has a very rare, serious infection in her body, and needs all the prayers that we can offer.  She is showing signs of improvement, but has a long hard road ahead of her in the coming days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzopNb3kxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ou3Q8w9PMX8/s1600-h/DSCN1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3355905953484937787-3387532884498800156?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3387532884498800156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3387532884498800156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3387532884498800156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3387532884498800156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/caleigh-and-claire-have-rather-large.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZzr8_n5YzI/AAAAAAAAACA/9u9TvMokLfY/s72-c/DSCN1871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-4849004413653144582</id><published>2009-02-17T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:26:09.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 minute makeover + a couple of hours</title><content type='html'>So, I read Meredith's blog about how she loves to decorate for each season/holiday and she used things she already had around the house to give it a 10 minute makeover and fresh springy atmosphere.  Well it took me longer than 10 minutes and actually it is still not completed, but here is what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jacob's and my bedroom.  It is very large and the only room in the house that I/we have not done anything too.  This is what it looked like before its little makeover. As soon as you walked in you saw the huge window/sliding glass door that goes out to his workout room.  And it is so long and skinny it needed something (pretty) to draw your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZrxioMVHLI/AAAAAAAAABA/fUtEpI9ywpQ/s1600-h/DSCN1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303817088389160114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZrxioMVHLI/AAAAAAAAABA/fUtEpI9ywpQ/s320/DSCN1862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what you now see when you enter our room. The curtains are from downstairs, and the valance is made out of a sheet that matches our bedding that we do not use. And the arangement is recycled from our front living room and redone to give it more size and shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZrw3SHR4EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r7CKeyCiy6c/s1600-h/DSCN1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303816343728021570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZrw3SHR4EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r7CKeyCiy6c/s320/DSCN1867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I need to do now is find a few things to hang, and maybe a big comfy chair or ottoman and my big empty feeling room will be warm and cozy feeling.  As soon as I finish the new curtains for the living room I will share that with you as well.  Have a great and blessed day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;/span&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/3355905953484937787-4849004413653144582?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4849004413653144582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=4849004413653144582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4849004413653144582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/4849004413653144582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-minute-makeover-couple-of-hours.html' title='10 minute makeover + a couple of hours'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZrxioMVHLI/AAAAAAAAABA/fUtEpI9ywpQ/s72-c/DSCN1862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-6366440046711834299</id><published>2009-02-13T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:19:00.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Thankful</title><content type='html'>I have learned to be thankful more than just at Thanksgiving. We have a beautiful, happy, healthy family, and I think I have been taking that for granted. I have come to the conclusion that I am expexting a little too much out of my kids, and have given it a week of relaxing when it comes to handling them. They couldn't have acted better for me. They have earned a treat (that sounds like they are animals) every day this week, and I am so happy that it is working in all of our favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is still working for USSteel, so please keep us in your prayers, there are not a lot of people who still work for them from what I understand. We are so gratefull, but know that whatever God has planned for us is what will happen in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a big day for the lil man. We are registering him for his first year to play t-ball. I am so excited and I really think he is too. I just hope he really likes it. He has wanted to play every since he was big enough to know that my cousin Seth was playing. I think I may be a little sad too though. I have looked forward to the day that he was old enough to participate in activites such as baseball, but now that the time is here, I don't want him to be big enough, that means he is getting big. But I have to except this and I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleigh and Claire are great. Their vocabularies are really starting to bud, and they are both actually starting to speak in phrases (almost sentences). No one can understand them but me, but it is a milestone I have recognized lately and hopefully someday soon, others can pick up on what they are trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a Happy Valentines Day and is able to spend it with the one that they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-6366440046711834299?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6366440046711834299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=6366440046711834299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/6366440046711834299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/6366440046711834299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-thankful.html' title='We are Thankful'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-3142072350632723830</id><published>2009-02-03T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:01:11.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a WHILE</title><content type='html'>So sorry it has been so long since I posted.  My old computer was having issues with allowing me to do the things that I wanted to do.  No worry's there, I melted it on my couch last weekend, so now I have a new one that lets me do what I want when I want.  I don't really have anything exciting to talk about, I really just wanted to say hi to anyone that might ocaisonally come by to check out the Wilson clan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I must just mention, that I have been busy making some really cute curtains for my french doors, and if I ever figure out how to add pics and things I will start doing that.  I love making things for my house myself, if gives me satisfaction knowing that "I did that" especially when others like what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now.  Hopefully it won't be 3 months before my next update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-3142072350632723830?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3142072350632723830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=3142072350632723830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3142072350632723830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/3142072350632723830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-while.html' title='Been a WHILE'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-7208525811135807182</id><published>2008-10-27T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:59:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have had a wonderful and eventful week since I last posted.  On Thursday Colton officially turned 4.  We spent the day here at home and just played and took it easy.  On Saturday we had planned to spend the day together and attend the Omaha Fall festival, but as it turned out Jacob and Colton needed some daddy and son time and the girls and I needed some mommy and girls time.  So Colton and his daddy went to town and did whatever boys do and the girls and I attended the Fall Fest.  It was our first outing with out a stroller and I could not have asked for it to go more smoothly.  We had nachos, and the played a little game and Claire won a bouncy ball and Caleigh won a little stuffed dog.  It is amazing that at that age, they had no clue that one of them had a better prize than the other. Jacob's dad won a black powder gun from the Fall Fest. so the boys (Mr. Danny, Jacob, Colton and Cody) went out to Uncle Cody's and shot the new toy and rode 4-wheelers while the girls and I went ahead to Brody's 2nd Birthday party at their house.  Jacob and Colton then joined us and afterwards we all met back up at our house for a movie and some quiet time.  I am so truly blessed that I have such a great family.  This weekend will be another eventful one with Halloween and Jacob's birthday coming up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-7208525811135807182?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7208525811135807182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=7208525811135807182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/7208525811135807182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/7208525811135807182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-have-had-wonderful-and-eventful-week.html' title=''/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-1726828306533053721</id><published>2008-10-20T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:56:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have Served My Country...</title><content type='html'>I just hope that I have served it well. So today, we wrapped up the trial that I was chosen to be on the Jury for. It was a huge corporation against a family not far from here (Naples). I guess I am glad of the decision that we made, I had to be convinced by listening to the other jurors reasoning, but I held my ground along with one other poor soul for 4 hours against the others. It came down to, was the boy who was injured and eventually passed away from complications caused by his severe burns to blame, or was the gas container in which he was using at fault. The Plaintiffs case was VERY convincing, but the other jurors and eventually myself and the one other poor soul I mentioned eventually decided that we had to go with what we had seen or heard and not necesarily what we felt. It stinks when your head and your heart do not agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a MUCH lighter note, we celebrated Colton's 4th birthday Saturday evening here at our house. The bash kicked off just after 5 p.m. and was all fun and food and games from then untill we wrapped up around 9 (yes our parties are long, but they are for the entire family and the families of all our guest). To begin the evening, Mr. Lloyd Heard from here in Naples brought his 4-wheeler train (the cars are made from old 55 gal drums) and took us for 2 nice long rides around our neighborhood. The kids, moms and even grandmas seemed to really enjoy there turns and the dads and grandpa's and uncles must have gotten a kick out of watching us too. After the train rides were over the activities migrated back to our house and back yard for some good old hot dogs and chips. While we were eating the kids enjoyed playing in the yard and the adults had some relaxing down time while catching up with old friends. After everyone ate we came inside for Colton to open gifts. Our children are so blessed, I hope that I can do an adequate job as a parent to teach them that in their young lives. And as if that weren't enough to fill one evening, we then sang "Happy Birthday" to the special boy and had cake and icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appologize if ever I just ramble on and on, but I love my family so much and my life would not be the same without any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for joining our wild and crazy ride through this journey we all call life. Maybe some of the craziness has subsided for a little while, but I will let you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-1726828306533053721?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1726828306533053721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=1726828306533053721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1726828306533053721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1726828306533053721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-served-my-country.html' title='I have Served My Country...'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-1708001553424427532</id><published>2008-10-15T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:39:27.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Duty Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was recently summoned and actually had to attend my first Jury Duty in Federal court.  And as luck would have it I got chosen to serve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So today was the first day, and I don't remember ever having to TRY so hard to pay attention to what was being said.  But I had a really hard time with that today.  Hopefully as things progress it will become more interesting to me and I will not have to work so hard to be attentive as I should.  So, I guess, at 25 I am doing my do as an American Citizen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In addition to having court today through sometime next week, Monday I realized that Colton's birthday party is THIS Saturday and that it is a dress up halloween party and none of our children had costumes.  So Monday afternoon the girls and I went to WalMart and bought the remaining items needed to finish there costumes. If I may say so myself they are adorable.  All three will be pirates and hopefully I will get some good pictures and figure out how to upload them soon.  Untill next time, God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-1708001553424427532?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1708001553424427532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=1708001553424427532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1708001553424427532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/1708001553424427532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2008/10/jury-duty-sucks.html' title='Jury Duty Sucks'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355905953484937787.post-643648440667058630</id><published>2008-10-13T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:39:00.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Family Blog</title><content type='html'>So, after reading blogs of several friends and aquaitences, I have decided to give it a shot for myself. Many of you know I am Ashleigh Wilson. I am married to Jacob and we have 3 gorgeous (sorry I am a tad partial) kids. A little about all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Myself: I am 25 years old and I am a stay at home Mommy. I love this job more than anything I have ever done. However, about a year ago, I began to want to do something else. I still wanted to stay home, but I wanted to get out also. i was very fortunated in that my uncle bought a restraunt, so now I work there 5-10 hours a week and I still get to raise my kids. I also LOVE decorating cakes and hopefully some day when the kids are a little older and in school, I can do this full time.&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: Works for T&amp;amp;N Railroad in Lonestar, Texas and is a Engineer/Conductor and soon will become a yard supervisor. I am so proud of him and what he does for all of us. He is truly our sons best friend, and they love spending time with one another.&lt;br /&gt;Colton: will celebate his 4th birthday this Saturday (his actual birthday is the 23rd). He has chosen a Monster/Halloween theme and the kids will dress up and there will be a cake, not sure what it will be yet but we'll post some pictures. He has also recently learned to ride his bicycle without training wheels and got his own dog named Jackson (english bulldog/beagle).&lt;br /&gt;Caleigh and Claire: are a little over 2. They are the funniest little girls I have ever seen and just full of life and joy. They love to "wing" (swing) and play together, it doesn't seem to matter just as long as they are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a little about us, I hope to be able to let you all know more, and to let you into our world through blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355905953484937787-643648440667058630?l=ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/feeds/643648440667058630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355905953484937787&amp;postID=643648440667058630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/643648440667058630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355905953484937787/posts/default/643648440667058630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleighwilsons.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-first-family-blog.html' title='Our First Family Blog'/><author><name>AshleighWilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14640660004135283092</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/_NJdjaPslOpY/SZoPYBnMuwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SYfH8sKENmQ/S220/DSCN1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
