<?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-7672697592611351394</id><updated>2011-08-02T14:38:50.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever After</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-9191169195709502827</id><published>2010-03-30T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:35:24.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parker's 1st steps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7IL7xzg3XI/AAAAAAAAALA/jhKxd-jN4o0/s1600/parker+sort+out+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454435220308680050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7IL7xzg3XI/AAAAAAAAALA/jhKxd-jN4o0/s320/parker+sort+out+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About 2 weeks ago while Jamie and I were doing some spring cleaning around the house, Parker surprised us by taking 2 steps!!!! I put him down and he just stood still for a few minutes, but then he took 2 wobbly steps toward Jamie and fell on his knees. We cla&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7ILOp-KlZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/O-0jKlGI7vU/s1600/parker+sort+out+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454434445111760274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7ILOp-KlZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/O-0jKlGI7vU/s320/parker+sort+out+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pped and cheered really loud and showered him with huge kisses! Since then, he has been taking off from everything. He stands up in the middle of the room without any help and just starts taking steps, without us even coaxing him on. He has become so independent in the last month. He takes a few steps, falls on his knees, looks around to see who saw, and claps with a big grin on his face. Yesterday, he walked about 8 feet to get me! I can't believe he just turned 9 months...we took him to the doctor for his check-up and he weighs 19 lbs. 4 oz. and is 30 in. long. He's in the 90-95th percentile for height (go figure..he takes after Jamie) and the 25th percentile for weight. Lately he has been starting to put all that baby chatter into actual words too. He can now say "Dada", "I Dada" (hi dada), "aaaaaa, DaaaaDaaaaa" (hey dada...he shouts this down the stairs when Jamie's working on the basement), "Gog" (dog), "Yeah, Yeah" (this is when I tell him no, no) , but sadly he is determined not to say Mama!!! I try all day long to get him to say Mama, but he only laughs and says Dada. :) I'm so proud of my little man, but also a little sad. I don't think I'm ready for him to grow up so fast. Time is passing too quickly, but I love every minute with Parker. He is a true blessing from God!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454433788211774258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7IKoa1AQzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/AK8m1GYPRcc/s320/parker+sort+out+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-9191169195709502827?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/9191169195709502827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=9191169195709502827' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/9191169195709502827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/9191169195709502827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2010/03/parkers-1st-steps.html' title='Parker&apos;s 1st steps!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S7IL7xzg3XI/AAAAAAAAALA/jhKxd-jN4o0/s72-c/parker+sort+out+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-1488627320295679211</id><published>2010-03-11T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:54:28.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace Envoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S5kIPRRm8fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NKfBhSSIyvM/s1600-h/parker+sort+out+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447394282709643762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S5kIPRRm8fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NKfBhSSIyvM/s400/parker+sort+out+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of Jamison's 2005 GMC Envoy after I got into an accident on February 27th. It started out as a great sunny day. Jamie had class for his Masters so Parker and I were going to go shopping for birthday gifts for friends that we were going to meet up with later that night. Do you e&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S5kSGrOwpqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RJ9qzu2rjrQ/s1600-h/parker+sort+out+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447405130174473890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S5kSGrOwpqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RJ9qzu2rjrQ/s320/parker+sort+out+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ver have a feeling that God has a plan for you and even if you don't understand it or don't agree with it at the time, everything works out for you in the end? Looking back on this day, I now believe that He chose this to happen just as it did. First, as I was putting Parker into his car seat, I noticed his straps were a little loose because I didn't have his winter coat on him. This may seem bad, but occassionally Jamie and I have allowed the straps to be a tiny bit loose so it's easier to get his arms in and out (it's extremely difficult on his seat to tighten them). But, something in my head told me to take the extra time to tighten them anyway. When we got to the end of our street, my stomach growled and I realized I hadn't eaten yet today and knew I wouldn't have enough time when we got back (I was in a big time crunch), so instead of taking the usual way, I turned onto 20 to go through a drive-thru. Then, when I got to the first stop sign my normal way would be to turn, but I thought I might get stopped by a train (which rarely happens), so I kept going straight. My final turn was onto 33 and I turned into the left lane, but when I did that the 3 cars that were in front of me merged into the right lane. I don't know why but I got a feeling that something was off . Two stop lights later I had a green light and was about half-way through the intersection when out of nowhere a car turns directly in front of me. She was coming from the other direction, and I later learned that she wasn't paying attention and instead was staring at a guy on the corner who was holding a sign for Cash for Gold and dancing. She turned instead of yielding to me. Both cars spun in a complete circle and ended up facing the way we were coming from. My airbag did not deploy. Many cars stopped and people jumped out to see if we were all ok. I rushed to get Parker who was sleeping right before it happened but screamed on impact. He smiled when he saw me and appeared to be okay. I was shaky, terrifed for Parker, worried about the other driver, and even though everyone was crowded around me to help, I felt so incredibly lonely to not have a familiar face to rush to. I chose not to go to the hospital since a fireman looked Parker over and said he wasn't concerned. The following day, my Birthday (I know...what a way to celebrate, huh?) Parker spit up blood, so Jamie and I took him to the ER. I also decided to be check out because my back was really hurting me. The doctor believes Parker bit his tongue and that was the cause of the bleeding, so no more worrying there. I had a chest xray done and the doctor said he thinks I had a cracked rib or bad bruising on my muscle, but only time can heal it...however, he noticed a small spot on my lung that needed to be checked into by my family doctor (this had nothing to do with the accident). How often in life do we get a chest xray? I have never had one, so this may have never shown up until I had complications. My family doc says it looks normal for now, but we will have to keep a close eye on it within the next couple of years to see if it grows or changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, I asked myself why did God choose me to have this horrible accident that totalled my husband's car, with my infant in the backseat, and the day before my Golden Birthday? It took me a few days to remember how I felt before the accident. All the weird signs reminded me that he works in mysterious ways....if I hadn't tightened Parker's straps he may have been hurt, if my stomach hadn't growled I may have never went this unusual way and gotten into the accident, if I hadn't had the accident would we have realized that the airbags in the car were defective and if we were to have gotten into a bigger accident or were going much faster would we have survived? Or, when would I have gotten a chest xray to see the spot on my lung? When it was too late or complications arose? I know this sounds strange, but I feel a little blessed that this happened when and how it did. Parker and I walked away with only a few bumps and bruises that will heal, the other lady walked away with bruises from her seat belt, but all 3 of us walked away with another sunny morning to wake up to, another day to cherish, and new cars to go shopping for! :) Yes, both cars were totalled. :( &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/7672697592611351394-1488627320295679211?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1488627320295679211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=1488627320295679211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/1488627320295679211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/1488627320295679211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2010/03/rest-in-peace-envoy.html' title='Rest in Peace Envoy'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S5kIPRRm8fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NKfBhSSIyvM/s72-c/parker+sort+out+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-4512152398714639118</id><published>2010-02-18T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:21:08.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>This was mine and Jamie's 9th Valentine's Day together...only our 2nd as a married couple.  We made a deal not to get each other gifts this year since we just got everything we wanted for Christmas and really don't need anything more at this moment.  We found a cute outfit for Parker, but he's too little to recognize what this day is all about.  Valentine's morning we got up and went to church and then to Bob Evans for breakfast...aren't we so romantic?? :)   After breakfast, we had to go to Walmart to order contacts for Jamie, went to Menards to get more stuff for the basement, and then went home.  Jamie took Parker downstairs to "help" work on the basement, so I took the opportunity to take a much needed nap.  (best present ever!)  I really thought this was the extent of our Valentine's Day...until Jamie brought Parker upstairs to wake me up and tell me it was my turn to change his diaper.  Ok, so I'll admit I was a little annoyed by this since I was dreaming about a Caribbean cruise at the time (they say dreams really come true if you just believe, right....well, I believe with all my heart to at least have warm weather)   ;)   When I walked in to Parker's room, there was a bunch of Reese cups formed in the shape of a heart on his changing table.  For those of you who don't know, I absolutely love Reese cups!!  They were also scattered throughout his room on the railing of his crib and top of his dresser.  Along with this delicious candy was a card...it was just a simple card that had a baby saying he "didn't love me this much" and told me to open the card...then each time I opened it, it told me no "not this much either".  I finally opened it all the way and the little arms stretched out so big and said "I love you THIS MUCH Mommy!"  I couldn't believe I had gotten my first Valentine's Day card from my SON!!!  It was the most magical gift any mother could ever have gotten.  As I looked at my baby boy through teary eyes, he looked up at me with a huge 2 teethed grin and said................... "DA DA".  Ok, so no I'm not Da Da, but it was really cute and I laughed which made him giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought my Valentine's Day was over after that night, but my husband had a surprise up his sleeve!  We had talked about going out to lunch on Monday since we both had the day off, but he wouldn't tell me where we were going.  He gave me a hint that morning and said they have egg rolls there.  I knew it had to be Chinese because we were just talking about it the other day.  We drove over 45 min and I had no idea why he was driving so far away when there were Chinese restaurants in town by us.  Then, I saw the sign.....BENNIGANS!!!  This is my favorite restaurant, but recently they all closed down...or so I thought.  Jamie looked online and found only 1 still open in this area.  It wasn't the fancy restaurant that he used to take me to when we were dating, and we had a small little companion with us that we have never had on our romantic Valentine's dinner before, but it was the best surprise.  I must recommend their chicken tenders..I know a little childish, but they are so delicious and I get them every single time I've ever been there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your Valentine's Day?  Did you share it with the love of your life, a special friend, or a little rug rat that makes your heart smile?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-4512152398714639118?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4512152398714639118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=4512152398714639118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4512152398714639118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4512152398714639118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-801249050164681458</id><published>2010-02-02T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:28:49.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433728584283802210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h7W7gfSmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/V8WclABzm1o/s200/put+on+usb2+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok, so I know I am probably the most horrible blogger ever! I just can't seem to find the time to post anything, but I just wanted to give an update on me, my wonderful husband, and our amazing little man that has taken over our hearts and home! (He literally has taken over our home lately!!!) I am absolutely loving my job...not only for the adorable kids I have the opportunity to spend my days with, but because it allows me to stay home with Parker. At this time I have two 1 1/2 year olds, a 9 month old, and Parker (who is 7 months). I will have a 2 month old starting in April, and another 2 month old starting in August. Yeah, you're probably thinking it...CRAZY! Although by the end of the day I am extremely tired and all I want is to speak to an adult (ok, truthfully...all I want is to not see another poopy diaper for the rest of the night, but let's be reasonable...Parker IS Jamison's son afterall!), I wouldn't change my days for anything. Jamison starts coaching track in about another month. Guess I will be a coaching widow once again. :( But, at least he gave up the other 4 sports he was coaching last year so he could be home at night with me and Parker. The track season only lasts for 6 weeks, and the weather will start to get nicer towards the end, so I plan on taking Parker to watch his Daddy in action. He is STILL in the process of finishing our basement. We have friends who built an entire house in the time it has taken him to create one room. He is currently working on our workout room...I am pushing him for this room because right now I have the motivation to work out, but I know it won't be there when he gets the room done (even if he were to finish it today) Don't judge...I am horrible and have an addiction to chocolate. I swear I can smell it 5 miles away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on to the cutest member of our family....RYKER!! Just kidding...it's really Parker!! :) Although Ryker is a very cute dog, he has been pushed to the backseat since Parker arrived. Parker is no longer a baby...we have upgraded to the big boy model. :) On his 6 month birthday (Dec. 23) he officially started crawling. He had been pushing himself up on all fours and moving one hand for a few weeks, but he took off across the room towards Jamie on this day! On that same day &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h60ZEzaKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Oh-DyJ_x-WI/s1600-h/put+on+usb2+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433727990925322402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h60ZEzaKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Oh-DyJ_x-WI/s200/put+on+usb2+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he sat himself up from a laying down position. This was HUGE...it meant we didn't have to move him to get toys or keep sitting him back up every time he fell over. We were so excited, until the next week when Parker grabbed on to the couch and pulled himself to a standing position. I was thrilled, but then it hit me that I no longer have a baby! I was watching him grow up way too fast and it tore at my heart because I realized what everybody had been telling me was right...Time truly DOES fly by. That same week his first tooth popped through without too much fussiness from him! It was a busy break for all of us, but we were blessed that we both had the opportunity to witness all of these cherished milestones together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h7sE6CwaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w7-uGS6_kck/s1600-h/put+on+usb2+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433728947584156066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h7sE6CwaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w7-uGS6_kck/s200/put+on+usb2+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parker is now 7 months old and getting into everything in sight! He just may be the happiest baby I've ever met. The other morning I heard him waking from a nap and when I went in to get him, he was standing up in his crib with the biggest smile plastered on his face...I said Hi Buddy, and he raised his little hand and waved at me!! Tears started falling down my cheeks as I picked him up! His smile and laugh are the most precious things and make my heart melt every time. I didn't know there was this much love to give someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433729356433803762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h8D3_ZSfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pS3Cfma0QVE/s200/put+on+usb2+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-801249050164681458?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/801249050164681458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=801249050164681458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/801249050164681458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/801249050164681458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-so-i-know-i-am-probably-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/S2h7W7gfSmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/V8WclABzm1o/s72-c/put+on+usb2+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-550312982923100608</id><published>2009-12-11T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:58:15.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh, don't tell.....</title><content type='html'>I have a secret that I'm dieing to share!!....we recently had family pictures taken for our Christmas cards and I absolutely love them! The reason I have to keep them a secret is because Jamie asked me not to show anyone until they get their Christmas cards so it will be a surprise. Buuuut......I just can't wait, and I mailed out the cards today. :) The pictures of Parker, Jamison, and I were taken by an eighth grade teacher, Heather Baber. She loves taking pictures in her spare time and decided to make it her hobby to provide families with wonderful pictures at a reasonable rate....she charges only $30 for 1 hour worth of candid and posed pictures. I don't think her camera ever stopped clicking during the whole hour, and we were given over 100 pictures to choose from. Oh, and the best part was that $30 is the only charge she has...after she's finished, she hands you a CD with every picture she took so you can develop pictures anywhere and you have complete rights to all pictures!!! Here are a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414044980868110402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKNOaqhWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iv5SsDr70DQ/s200/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKOMhE_UkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ge0IDE8qpGY/s1600-h/family+pics+5+months+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414046047741628994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKOMhE_UkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ge0IDE8qpGY/s200/family+pics+5+months+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKOcaGF2DI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TSZhSEeYqDU/s1600-h/family+pics+5+months+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414046320745109554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKOcaGF2DI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TSZhSEeYqDU/s200/family+pics+5+months+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKPdP2-uAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u1ZmXBgQ-pI/s1600-h/family+pics+5+months+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047434688870402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKPdP2-uAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u1ZmXBgQ-pI/s200/family+pics+5+months+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKQRF10XVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ICo0hnQr0XY/s1600-h/family+pics+5+months+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414048325352840530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKQRF10XVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ICo0hnQr0XY/s200/family+pics+5+months+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKQqbPaSmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MOWsg136zyo/s1600-h/family+pics+5+months+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414048760594057826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKQqbPaSmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MOWsg136zyo/s200/family+pics+5+months+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047979723071522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKP8-RQoCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kuCqKCeFBAs/s200/family+pics+5+months+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414049476224718562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKRUFLDluI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/t0lHPI4obnQ/s200/family+pics+5+months+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This past weekend we went back home to take more pictures with my family...all 15 of us!!! It was a very interesting day, but one we will always cherish. We had these taken at Picture People in Merrillville...the total cost for a CD there was $250....a HUGE difference!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414050631748988866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKSXV1gr8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/e7MyUVFdmJQ/s200/family+pics+200901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1 Dad + 1 Mom + 2 Sisters + 1 Brother + 1 Sis-in-law + 1 Husband + 1 Son + 4 Neices + 2 Nephews + Me    =    One gigantic family picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKTnHDGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/011qsEErc84/s1600-h/family+pics+200902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414052002168989634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKTnHDGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/011qsEErc84/s200/family+pics+200902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414051791847418626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKTa3ih6wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NXp3eB33EL0/s200/family+pics+200911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414052091137942802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKTsSe85RI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3sM1W2lUt2A/s200/family+pics+200909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st pic:  My 2 Sisters, Brother, and Myself;    2nd pic:  My really adorable family!;   3rd pic: My Neices and Nephews, plus Parker  (all the Grandchildren)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, now that I have shared a secret with you, please don't tell Jamison! Like I can keep a secret (you all just found out how good I am at that) I will most likely tell him as soon as he walks in the door tonight! :) We wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-550312982923100608?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/550312982923100608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=550312982923100608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/550312982923100608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/550312982923100608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2009/12/shhhh-dont-tell.html' title='Shhhh, don&apos;t tell.....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKNOaqhWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iv5SsDr70DQ/s72-c/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-4661420412017243541</id><published>2009-11-09T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:29:30.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parker Jamison Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svg0hPzSkAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pIz4XPPeV_E/s1600-h/1+month+photo+session+002.jpg"&gt;Wow, has it really been 9 months since I wrote anything on my blog? I mostly post pictures and events on facebook or myspace, so I apologize that I have let down any blog friends. But, I have found a new love in my life in the past 4 months...the most handsome man in the world, my little Parker!! He was born on June 23rd, 2009 at 6:37 am. I was 5 days overdue so I was induced, but the induction started Monday the 22nd at 9am. My contractions became horrible about 2 hours after it was started and I was only 2 centimeters dilated. I was given an epidural and the pain immediately stopped. :) I have no idea how women give birth without medication....I bow down at their feet because I was a baby and needed some so soon. So what if I couldn't feel or move my legs or my feet, I was able to be in hard labor while playing on the computer, reading, and playing games with Jamison. I told the nurse to bring on the contractions, I could handle anything at that point. :) I pushed for about an hour, took a nap, wathced tv with my nurse and Jamie, tried pushing again....and about 6:30 am the doctor came in and woke me up to tell me that I had spiked a fever and the baby's heartrate had dropped a couple of times so he wanted to get him out as soon as he could. He decided to use the "caveman" way and pull the baby out with forceps....Ouch! I later learned from my nurse that no other doctor in that hospital still uses forceps...and I happened to be the lucky one who got that doc!! While he was placing the forceps around Parker's head we all heard a crack and the machine that kept track of his heartbeat went blank. Everyone stared at the machine and then turned to the doctor wanting to know if everything was ok with the baby. We soon realized that a nurse stepped on the plug and unplugged the machine. Parker came out perfect weighing 8 lbs. 12 oz. and 21 3/4 in. I immediately realized I had given birth to a much smaller version of Jamie! He looked exactly like Jamie's baby pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402125498812895234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svg0hPzSkAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pIz4XPPeV_E/s200/1+month+photo+session+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svg0LOPbnEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/POMWRJZboH8/s1600-h/1+month+photo+session+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402125120436935746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svg0LOPbnEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/POMWRJZboH8/s200/1+month+photo+session+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker is now 4 months old and it a completely different baby than the one we brought home from the hospital! He rolled over for the first time at 5 weeks and has not stopped...he now contiuously rolls to get any toys out of reach! :) While I was pregnant everyone told me how fast this time will go, but I didn't realized how right they were at that time. I love watching his new milestones every day. It's like looking at a whole new world with eyes of wonder and excitement. Everything is a first for him and it feels like Jamie and I get to experience these things all over again too. Babies are a true miracle and blessings from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few recent pictures of our amazing little man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgzxAb3NVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dF9AGqL0oO8/s1600-h/new+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402124670054380882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgzxAb3NVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dF9AGqL0oO8/s200/new+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgzPrpgiVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/e9wBc7im7CA/s1600-h/new2+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402124097538787666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgzPrpgiVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/e9wBc7im7CA/s200/new2+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svgy32kD-QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4RZbQpSforw/s1600-h/new+2+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123688151873794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svgy32kD-QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4RZbQpSforw/s200/new+2+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgyVQPIQSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kReBWkiGKuc/s1600-h/new+2+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123093747974434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SvgyVQPIQSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kReBWkiGKuc/s200/new+2+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/7672697592611351394-4661420412017243541?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4661420412017243541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=4661420412017243541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4661420412017243541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4661420412017243541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2009/11/parker-jamison-smith_09.html' title='Parker Jamison Smith'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/Svg0hPzSkAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pIz4XPPeV_E/s72-c/1+month+photo+session+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-4578205270597421234</id><published>2009-02-11T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:25:34.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH BOY, OH BOY</title><content type='html'>I have some exciting news to share (you've probably already heard), but let me shout it from the rooftops.....Jamison and I are having a BABY BOY!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so I know ever since the day I found out I was pregnant I have been calling this baby a girl, but I was wrong...that's for Jamie because he says I never like to admit it...I WAS WRONG and I have never been more excited to admit that! :) We had our ultrasound appointment on Feb. 5th and the technician checked every inch of the baby for about an hour. Jamie held my hand and I fidgetted the entire time waiting for the words "You are having...." . We learned that all his measurements are exactly where they should be at this point, his brain is developing well, he has a strong heartbeat (this is why I thought he was a girl early on) , he has the cutest tiniest feet, he likes to wave to his mommy and daddy in the pictures, and he may be an acrobat since he likes to do somersaults in the womb. Then, after the first hour, the technician finally says very casually.."I see his scrotum and penis"....I felt like I couldn't speak. I guess I never even thought it was a boy all along...I wasn't expecting this news. My face grew hot and I think I just about had an anxiety attack. I didn't know what I was going to do with a boy. I knew how to dress little girls in pink frilly dresses and baby bonnets in the summer. I know nothing about boys, their toys, sports, and anything that I may need to know. This moment quickly passed when I looked up at Jamie and saw the biggest smile on my husband's face that I have ever seen! He has also been saying he thought it was a girl, but was dieing for a boy first. I then started thinking of how wonderful it is going to be to have a baby boy! Just thinking about having a little Jamie warmed my heart and put a smile on my face as well. If he's anything like his father I will have nothing to worry about. I will learn all I need to know along the way! All signs pointed to him being a boy...I guess I was just looking past them. We have had a boy's name picked out since before we were even pregnant...we were discussing baby names at Hacienda right before Landon was born with Matt &amp;amp; Alicia, Amos &amp;amp; Jess, Jenn, and John and Jessica. Matt and Alicia didn't want to tell the names they had chosen, but everyone was giving names they liked. I don't know who brought up this name (it may have been one of Matt and Alicia's rejects), but thank you to whoever said it.....Parker!!! His full name will be Parker Jamison Smith. I really wanted a Jamison Christopher Smith Jr. years ago, but Jamie was a little against it so we decided to use his name for the middle name instead. Right after we left hacienda we talked about how much we liked that name and if we ever had a boy we wanted to use it. Who knew it would be this soon?!! We got the nursery furniture at the beginning of January, but it hasn't come out of the boxes yet. Yesterday we received the bedding we ordered, so now we can paint the nursery!!! I will post pictures when we are finished. We miss all of you and can't wait to see you again. Parker wants to be out so he can play with Tyler, Landon, and Greyson...look out Grace and Baby Girl Hahn..the boys are taking over!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-4578205270597421234?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4578205270597421234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=4578205270597421234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4578205270597421234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4578205270597421234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-boy-oh-boy.html' title='OH BOY, OH BOY'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-3488512922810179181</id><published>2009-01-20T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:38:46.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SXZqeosCmsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WLZKpKM5ctU/s1600-h/preggo+pic+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293535486571354818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SXZqeosCmsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WLZKpKM5ctU/s200/preggo+pic+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, as you can tell our little bun in the oven is growing up quite a storm in it's safe haven. My belly feels and looks huge to me, but the nurses tell me I've only gained 3 pounds!! I don't know how this is possible, but I'm definetely not complaining! :) Jamison and I have been keeping ourselves very busy lately. He starts taking classes for his masters degree this saturday. They meet in Elkhart about 2 to 3 saturdays a month all day, so that means our weekends are going to be much shorter. Because of this we have been trying to spend as much quality time together as we can without spending too much money. It's funny how my life has changed in such a short time...I no longer want the expensive dates or fancy presents. Now I cherish all the little things my husband has been doing for me lately. Yesterday he had the day off and I only had 1 baby to watch for the day. We didn't get to bed until 1:00 am that morning because we went to visit famliy this weekend. Jamie set his alarm early (I didn't hear it over my loud snoring that has been added to my pregnancy symptoms) and was up when the parents brought the baby at 6:30 am so I could sleep in! I finally woke up at 8:00 and found Nathan sleeping in his bed. Jamie offered to listen for him to awake while I took a shower and got ready for the day. When I finished I found Jamie vacuuming the kitchen floor while Nathan played in the living room. This moment meant more to me than any gift he has ever given me. I have no concerns on what an amazing father this man will be. This past saturday we purchased our nursery furniture!! The room is waiting to be painted until February 5th when we find out if we're having a baby boy or a baby girl, but I am so anxious!!! I find myself just walking into the room to stare at the huge boxes that hold all our baby's furniture and wondering what our child will look like in his or her crib. It is such a miracle to be carrying another life inside you. We are looking forward to what God has in store for us with this little munchkin and can't wait until the day He blesses us with this child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-3488512922810179181?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3488512922810179181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=3488512922810179181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/3488512922810179181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/3488512922810179181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-as-you-can-tell-our-little-bun-in.html' title='Belly Galore'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SXZqeosCmsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WLZKpKM5ctU/s72-c/preggo+pic+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-8928015756298645461</id><published>2008-12-15T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:36:22.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beautiful" Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SUbKfpz-BzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j4PwdBs7vmw/s1600-h/sick+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280130258287068978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SUbKfpz-BzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j4PwdBs7vmw/s200/sick+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, since my last post just a few days ago, I believe God did not like my bragging about finally feeling better!  Saturday night I woke up at about 11:00 not feeling quite right.  My stomach started hurting and I had the beginning feelings of a fever and a cold.  My night was then ruined even more by the wrenching of every muscle in my stomach when I started praying to the porcelain queen.  This post is not to describe the way this upchuck looked or how miserable I felt, but to let everyone know that I have the most amazing husband in the ENTIRE world!!!  Jamie took care of me better than anyone ever has throughout my life (and I seem to be sick a lot with many different "nurses")  He stayed awake with me all night long because he knew how much I hate throwing up by myself because I'm scared of choking.  This picture is of my nightstand and holds the things Jamie got up for all night and all day on Sunday to help me feel better.  It includes:  Saltine crackers to settle my stomach (didn't work :)  ) , glass of decaf coke on ice, ice water, gatorade, chapstick, a hair tie so I didn't throw up on it, a thermometer, peanut butter crackers, my prenatal vitamins, benadryl, kleenex, a bucket to spew in, and a washcloth to wash my face.  All I had to do was moan or move in bed and he would get up and ask what he could do for me!  Sunday was spent on the coach and he only left my side a few times throughout the day.  We watched movies, tv, and took naps.  I still wasn't feeling good by Monday morning, so Jamie took the day off work to make sure I was okay and wouldn't need to go to the doctors.  I feel so overwhelmed by the love he showed me during this miserable time.  Sometimes I seem to forget just how much I truly do love him, and since I've been pregnant and hormonal, I have to admit I haven't been the nicest wife to have.  I believe that God does work in very mysterious ways, and maybe I had to go through this to remember how much I appreciate my husband and not to take for granted the love we share.  I have never felt more love than I did this weekend, and I hope to never forget this feeling.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-8928015756298645461?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8928015756298645461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=8928015756298645461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/8928015756298645461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/8928015756298645461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-mess.html' title='&quot;Beautiful&quot; Mess'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SUbKfpz-BzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j4PwdBs7vmw/s72-c/sick+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-4584589143111819948</id><published>2008-12-12T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:57:39.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Updates</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a long time since I've posted my last blog.  Our internet quit working again...it would work one day and then be out for about a week.  It's been kind of annoying for both of us, but I think it's back for at least a little while!  :)  However, I do have good news....I finally feel somewhat normal again!!!  I haven't felt sick in about 3 days now which is a HUGE accomplishment.  I have felt so secluded in the past 2 1/2 months because I've haven't been up to doing anything.  I have become a complete couch potato.  I realized during this time that I need activity in my life and I would not make a good hermit.  I want out of my house more than anything by the time the day care kids are picked up.  (Okay, so this has only been for the last 3 days since I only wanted to sleep all the days before this) :)    We had 2 doctor's appointments last week.  During the first the doctor voiced concern about our due date.  Originally we were told that date was June 25, 2009, but when she looked at an ultrasound we had when I was 4 weeks, she realized I was 1 week further along.  So, she scheduled another ultrasound....we were so excited and had to wait 2 WHOLE days until we could see our baby.  It was amazing to see our little one and watch her move.  It made all this sickness junk worth it!!  It was determined that I was 1 week further along than expected...our new due date is June 18, 2009!!  The best part of the day was that it took place on Jamie's 30th birthday!  He said it was the best gift he could have ever been given!!  The other gift I gave him was tickets to see the Temptations.  (I really dislike them, but Jamie LOVES them)  We are making the 2 hour trip to Merrillville tonight to see them and then returning afterward because he has a tournament game tomorrow morning. Nothing else new is happening in the Smith household, but stay posted because I am no longer a hermit and hope to start doing more exciting things very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-4584589143111819948?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4584589143111819948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=4584589143111819948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4584589143111819948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/4584589143111819948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-updates.html' title='New Updates'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-3238662000431487472</id><published>2008-10-23T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:09:06.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have EXCITING News!!!</title><content type='html'>So, if you didn't already know....we are PREGNANT!!!  I am only about 5 weeks, but it feels like a lifetime since we've had to keep this secret from all our family and friends!  (we've only know for about 2 weeks but I am horrible at keeping happy secrets)  We had big plans on when and how to tell our family about our news...we were going to wait until Christmas and wrap up an ultrasound picture in a frame to give to our parents as their presents.  But, last Friday night I started feeling bad cramps that did not subside Saturday night, so Jamie took me to the emergency room just to ease my mind.  The Doctor (who I didn't not like at all!)  did not ease my mind...only made me feel even more scared.  He said he believed I was having signs of an early miscarriage.  I was so nervous, but I called an OB/GYN in Goshen who was able to schedule me for Wednesday...yesterday.  This doctor was wonderful and showed us pictures of our baby.  Okay, so it was more like a little black hole, but I immediately envisioned HER (yes, I want a girl!)  with tiny little fingers and toes.  He even gave us pictures to keep!  We were so excited on the way home!  I feel much better..no more cramps...and a little less worried.  There is still that chance that everything will go wrong, but I'm trying to think of the good things that are happening instead of the sick feeling in my stomach  (morning sickness does NOT happen in the morning for all women...I get mine at about 5:00 at night until the next morning making it next to impossible to sleep)  I can't believe I have to wait 8 more months until I get to hold little baby Smith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-3238662000431487472?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3238662000431487472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=3238662000431487472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/3238662000431487472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/3238662000431487472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-have-exciting-news.html' title='We have EXCITING News!!!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-2826493067693210634</id><published>2008-09-22T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:05:20.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Pictures Are Finally In!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e4463794d5455314e773d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Our Wedding" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e4463794d5455314e773d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-2826493067693210634?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/2826493067693210634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=2826493067693210634' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/2826493067693210634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/2826493067693210634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-wedding-pictures-are-finally-in.html' title='Our Wedding Pictures Are Finally In!!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-5218666937099074511</id><published>2008-08-11T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:03:36.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233253465518732562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBATMfTdRI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ujfbhy4y9MY/s200/great+america+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had a pretty busy but exciting weekend. Friday we went to a Rail Cats game with Jamie's best man, Rusty and his girlfriend Leslie. The Rail Cats are a semi-pro baseball team in Gary. We had a blast and although the game wasn't too exciting, we made our own fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233257617544294770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBEE3_VsXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mk5UAT7VUUw/s200/great+america+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Then, on Saturday, I went with my sister Carey, neice Ally, and nephew Xavier to Great America while Jamie, Rusty, and Leslie went to the water park in Valpo. Jamie hates roller coasters so he chose not to go stand in long lines all day. I do not believe anyone should have allowed my sister and I to take this drive by ourselves...maybe we're not old enough at 26 &amp;amp; 27! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBEjfYCc9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/EIwdmlWXYL4/s1600-h/great+america+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233258143512949714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBEjfYCc9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/EIwdmlWXYL4/s200/great+america+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got very lost in Chicago, Schaumburg, and everywhere in between! Carey said it was like war...just when we thought we were winning or getting on the correct rode, the other warriors trotted up to the top of the huge hill and started charging down after us to claim their victory (We got lost again!) As we sat in the car for 2 hours waiting to be able to park inside the park, she declared that she had been slashed and the other team was beginning to win the war!! This made the time seem to go by much faster. A&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBAnxISxFI/AAAAAAAAADU/5aOAZRPG088/s1600-h/great+america+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233253818951713874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBAnxISxFI/AAAAAAAAADU/5aOAZRPG088/s200/great+america+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lthough we had some major setbacks before entering the park, as soon as we saw rides, I got to see the world through a child's eyes with my 7 year old nephew. He has never been to a big amusement park and never ridden an "Adult roller coaster" (as he put it). He rode his 1st upside down coaster and didn't scream or cry! As we stood in line for 3 HOURS, he was so nervous but also extremely excited...it made me nervous and excited too even though I'm a pro at these! The weather was perfect...not too hot and mostly cloudy! We thought all was well, until we went to our car at closing and had to sit in line for another 2 hours to leave the park...Carey declared we had been defeated in our war. I fell asleep at about 1 am and w&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBFOgmojKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sVBguQv1KLU/s1600-h/great+america+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233258882576977058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBFOgmojKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sVBguQv1KLU/s200/great+america+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as woken at 2am to Carey screaming VICTORY&gt;&gt;&gt;We won the war!!! We had finally made it home and she did not get lost on the way...only drove through 3 toll booths without paying...oops! (She had to go online and pay more than double the toll). I will never forget this special time since we defeated many wars that day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-5218666937099074511?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5218666937099074511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=5218666937099074511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/5218666937099074511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/5218666937099074511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SKBATMfTdRI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ujfbhy4y9MY/s72-c/great+america+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-1535794198020061682</id><published>2008-08-03T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:28:14.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SJZdn-_NVuI/AAAAAAAAADE/1szOUJtxtLU/s1600-h/102_1690.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230470958741804770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SJZdn-_NVuI/AAAAAAAAADE/1szOUJtxtLU/s320/102_1690.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great weekend in Hebron with my family to celebrate my youngest neice Rayghan's 1st birthday party. Jamison and I arrived at my parent's house one hour prior to the start of the party to find all the decorations laying on the dining table. Since my sister is a huge procrastonator, we decided to help her set up the decorations. They were all tiaras and everything to do with being a princess! Rayghan just started walking on Friday and is already a pro. I love her to death, but she can be a drammmmmma queen and she knows it! She received many wonderful presents from family and friends; however the tissue paper seemed to be her favorite gift. Because I live 2 hours away from my family I haven't had the opportunity to watch her grow up the way I was able to do with all my other 5 neices and nephews. I miss this and dearly hope I can have the same close relationship with her that I have been able to create with all the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While my youngest neice was celebrating this milestone, my oldest neice, Vanessa, was celebrating her own. She moved out of her mom's house and into an apartment with her boyfriend! I felt very old as I took her guided tour and started remembering her 1st birthday party. The time truly does fly by. This weekend taught me to cherish every single moment and not to look too far into the future...enjoy the present and take every moment into your heart because before you know it your 1st birthday princess is 19 years old and all grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-1535794198020061682?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1535794198020061682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=1535794198020061682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/1535794198020061682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/1535794198020061682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-princess.html' title='Birthday Princess'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SJZdn-_NVuI/AAAAAAAAADE/1szOUJtxtLU/s72-c/102_1690.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-8421446666065920945</id><published>2008-07-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T06:51:41.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet &amp; Sour Weekend</title><content type='html'>Jamie and I went on a camping trip to Mississinewa Lake on Friday afternoon.  We were looking forward to it all week.  We had a yummy dinner, had snacks, and had a great conversation with our amazing friends, Jenn, Jess, Amos, Grace, Tyler (he didn't talk back too much...he likes to keep to himself more :)  ) That night was miserable because we had some very disrespectful neighbors.  They decided to keep the whole camp site awake with their loud music, drinking games, and some game called Celebrity...I guess it wasn't too bad since they taught me how to play games that they seemed to enjoy!  They finally got too tired...or too drunk...at 4 am.  Saturday morning came and the girls decided to take a walk and play card games while the men played frisbee golf.  Jenn started a raging fire since the boys were about 30 minutes late!  After lunch we all went out on Amos and Jess's boat.  The sun was shining and the water was just right.  Most of us jumped into the water, including Ryker, Grace, and Tyler!   Jenn had a caffeine headache (I guess you would call that an addiction to pop!), and Ryan (aka Butterfly!) slept on the boat because he was too tired after going down the slippery waterslide before getting into the boat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the boat ride, we went back to cook dinner.  This is where the sour part comes in.  My stomach started to get upset...not bad enough to skip out on chicken fingers(um..yummy!).  I didn't sleep that entire night.  Not only from the pain in my stomach, but also because of the unruly neighbors again!.  At 3 am I asked Jamie if we could go home right away because all I wanted was my own bed and medicine.  We waited until the first sunlight came out since we had to take down our tent and load up the car.  I'm still sick, but I know there's light at the end of the tunnel since I haven't thrown up in about 12 hours!  What an accomplishment!  Jamie says I'm not allowed to go camping anymore because last year on the last day of camping I got vertigo!  Even though both years have had setbacks, I'd do it all again in a heartbeat.  The sweet times we all have is well worth the sour times at the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-8421446666065920945?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8421446666065920945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=8421446666065920945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/8421446666065920945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/8421446666065920945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-sour-weekend.html' title='Sweet &amp; Sour Weekend'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-5128265276903992465</id><published>2008-07-24T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:31:11.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w49.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w49.photobucket.com/albums/f282/happilyeverafter-victoria/648c7566.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i49.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=81" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s49.photobucket.com/albums/f282/happilyeverafter-victoria/?action=view&amp;current=648c7566.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672697592611351394-5128265276903992465?l=happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5128265276903992465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672697592611351394&amp;postID=5128265276903992465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/5128265276903992465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672697592611351394/posts/default/5128265276903992465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilyeverafter-victoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02335497089475983649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIu90qtKUsE/SyKGIsdMAvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QJFBj5AXhGk/S220/family+pics+5+months+043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672697592611351394.post-1472660880676718082</id><published>2008-07-23T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:43:25.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!  I now have entered into the a whole new age...I have the internet and I now have my very own blog!!  I'm like a whole new person.  Thank you Melanie for teaching me how to start this; I truly appreciate it.  My loving husband, Jamie, and I went to the Elkhart County Fair today to walk around and see all the booths...and of course test our taste buds.  I would recommend the California Chicken Wrap at the Fajita booth.  It was so yummy.  Jamie took Jessica and Jenn's advice and went for the steak tips.  He liked it, but would recommend buying a multiple amount since they don't fill you up; however they are $8 for a SMALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since this is my first time having a blog, I don't really know how they work.  Do I tell the story of my life, my day, or how well I slept last night??  I'll start with a little information about myself.  I grew up in a very small town called Hebron, IN as the youngest of 4 (2 sisters and 1 brother).  I have 6 neices and nephews in ages ranging from 19 to 1.  I met the love of my life in college at Purdue University North Central.  He was on the basketball team and I was a cheerleader....ahhhh!  I spotted the geeky redhead as he walked into the cafeteria and turned to my best friend, Sara, and said he had a lot of confidence, but he was too geeky and not my type.  Two days later at a basketball game, I marched up to the top of the bleachers of the gym and declared to my parents that #40 (the same geeky redhead) was their future son-in-law and my husband!  I hadn't even spoken to him yet (remember he still wasn't my type)  We had a mutual friend who introduced us and he asked me out after a game.  Our first date was on December 9, 2000!  We went to see a children movie because it was the only movie playing at that time, walked (and sled) around K-Mart, then went to dinner with the girl who set us up.  Not the best first date, but in that one night I realized something that set the rest of my life...this man was the man I truly was going to marry!  Seven and a half years later, he proposed to me on Waikiki Beach in Hawaii at sunset!! It was almost the best day of my life.  The next best day was our wedding day.  We were just married on July 5, 2008!  It was the most beautiful wedding I have ever been to (okay, so I'm a little partial)!  It was my dream wedding and I truly felt like a princess for the entire day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard about my day already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not sleep well last night...the dog, cat, and Jamie seem to like my side of the bed the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an amazing husband, wonderful fat cat (Romeo), and a wild (but sweet) dog (Ryker), but even as important, we are surrounded my a very warm and loving circle of family and friends.  I have met some amazing people since I moved to Goshen 2 years ago.  Jamie knew them before me, but they welcomed me into their lives with open arms and loving hearts.  I have to say thank you to Jessica, Jenn, Alicia, Melanie, and all the others that have given me the opportunity to become so close.  I cherish these friendships dearly.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is so long, but I really don't know what I'm supposed to say.  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