<?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-6319827480273317741</id><updated>2012-02-19T20:33:25.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dilley's 2011</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5251117594754971152</id><published>2012-02-15T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:07:57.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines</title><content type='html'>&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;I figured if I do this post while it's fresh in my mind I wont be posting about Valentines day in July... We had a fun and festive valentines day. Dyl and I got to go to Arlo's party at school and help frost cookies and play games. We all had lots of fun. I made some cute little rocketship valentines out of Rolos (because I stay at home and am hard up for entertainment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709402964134919106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVkNrd_C20c/TzvfvwTS-8I/AAAAAAAAB30/tdZrNLA41N8/s200/IMG_4501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709402957874696034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Whhel3ZQo0I/TzvfvY-vj2I/AAAAAAAAB3o/iP25nKhGQDA/s200/IMG_4497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; They turned out really cute I think. Then I made a special Valentines dinner for all of us. We had homemade Mac &amp;amp; Cheese with Kilbasa (shaped in a heart) and broccoli. The boys and I had so much fun decorating the table.....&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709403853068958370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7uE_ESnHGAM/Tzvgjf1r-qI/AAAAAAAAB4A/CFy8JWTO84E/s200/IMG_4476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I had the idea to get out some butcher paper and make a table runner out of it that we could decorate. The boys thought this was really cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709403856739815522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nFrxEXtkas/Tzvgjtg40GI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sgnAgsGLhQs/s200/IMG_4484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wrote notes telling each person in the family what we love most about them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dads;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709405058561487858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBxcuL8snFo/TzvhpqpgM_I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/1Y1cBnUiuNU/s200/IMG_4477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709405066724750610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eF4oGJZLVOU/TzvhqJDxtRI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6BpvGXDmlTY/s200/IMG_4478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Mom's ( Mine's the best I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709405810115658962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9r21S9CowDc/TzviVaZ-xNI/AAAAAAAAB4w/jvmDsNMpJjs/s200/IMG_4481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Arlo's;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709406313851502274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCxkA7EnSaA/Tzviyu99vsI/AAAAAAAAB48/D_8jS4wdbuM/s200/IMG_4479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Dylan's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709406315699423538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvLQU-Qq2l0/Tzviy12iyTI/AAAAAAAAB5I/adaMC2j-I18/s200/IMG_4482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even had fancy cups to drink out of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709407022907262290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M2LNMAaSRvo/TzvjcAaCBVI/AAAAAAAAB5U/hhtE-MFXHuo/s200/IMG_4486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709409183565642242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9vSWOuuPzg/TzvlZxfIegI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/kxutCyNaBO0/s200/IMG_4488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the night by exchanging our valentines gifts, and everyone was pretty darn pleased with what they got....so glad I dropped a few hints about getting the Adel CD-good job picking up on them honey, and a record even! I got Clint the Modern Family DVD for us to watch together because that show is halarious and the boys got transformers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709409193807368114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILVmBmh3fn8/TzvlaXo8z7I/AAAAAAAAB6c/zBBIJxaYbzM/s200/IMG_4490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great valentines day spent with the little and big ones I love most!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-5251117594754971152?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5251117594754971152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5251117594754971152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5251117594754971152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5251117594754971152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentines'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVkNrd_C20c/TzvfvwTS-8I/AAAAAAAAB30/tdZrNLA41N8/s72-c/IMG_4501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7808355132008123747</id><published>2012-01-31T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:36:32.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Madness!!!</title><content type='html'>As time goes by my blogging skills seem to become worse and worse. I guess it's better to get the fun moments on here at some point rather than not at all right? so Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. I love the fall, candy apple making, sewing costumes,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; party's, trick or treating, and of course the candy! here is some pics of all of the fun things we did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per tradition we went Trick or Treating with My Sister and her family and Amber and Flint. We just love our little group and always have such a fun time. Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; Amber and her darling little Duck &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917856210808466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmQBfVsysA/TyhjEc9z7pI/AAAAAAAAB1s/FodO9M-HmBk/s200/IMG_4222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; in his Scarecrow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; costume. I think it turned out pretty good. He looked nice and scary just like he requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgcnTJH1hGw/TyhjD3nrDDI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KXXxnHzTtTk/s1600/IMG_4221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917846185839666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgcnTJH1hGw/TyhjD3nrDDI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KXXxnHzTtTk/s200/IMG_4221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hayley and her friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOCJEL0ebxE/TyhivkZJmdI/AAAAAAAAB1U/YdsIyu_dhLM/s1600/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917497427270098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOCJEL0ebxE/TyhivkZJmdI/AAAAAAAAB1U/YdsIyu_dhLM/s200/IMG_4227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William and Ethan...I think this might be the last year we get them out. They seem to think there getting to old...What? who is to old for candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YHIy6PYZ_0/TyhiugACOuI/AAAAAAAAB1M/jw4n93sbMl0/s1600/IMG_4215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917479068318434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YHIy6PYZ_0/TyhiugACOuI/AAAAAAAAB1M/jw4n93sbMl0/s200/IMG_4215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber, Flint and River-so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kop9jRQWn-4/TyhiuNc6ToI/AAAAAAAAB08/bJQGXEwO6B0/s1600/IMG_4231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917474089160322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kop9jRQWn-4/TyhiuNc6ToI/AAAAAAAAB08/bJQGXEwO6B0/s200/IMG_4231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; Sharing a sucker with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imrZ6U3TU5Y/TyhitvXz7vI/AAAAAAAAB0w/KziiHUVpiw8/s1600/IMG_4233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703917466014707442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imrZ6U3TU5Y/TyhitvXz7vI/AAAAAAAAB0w/KziiHUVpiw8/s200/IMG_4233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; he the cutest little crow ever? this little costume was so fun to make and turned out pretty darn cute (its hard to go wrong when your putting it on such a cute little boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxQ2FqwFEeE/TyhiKS3IMHI/AAAAAAAAB0k/BPeVAkX4lAw/s1600/IMG_4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703916857066008690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxQ2FqwFEeE/TyhiKS3IMHI/AAAAAAAAB0k/BPeVAkX4lAw/s200/IMG_4223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; at Aunt Heathers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915786827581314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32_R3BS29uI/TyhhL_6Zx4I/AAAAAAAAB0A/9LXnDluthIY/s200/IMG_4210.JPG" /&gt;This is the Halloween parade at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo's&lt;/span&gt; school. He had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FroqN1Oq3kA/TyhiJCKLmAI/AAAAAAAAB0M/EPqyYykIKqg/s1600/IMG_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703916835402651650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FroqN1Oq3kA/TyhiJCKLmAI/AAAAAAAAB0M/EPqyYykIKqg/s200/IMG_4204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His class in their cute costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915768995104130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gmCyVkdkLEI/TyhhK9ezxYI/AAAAAAAABz0/Zs2T47qi7_E/s200/IMG_4206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Dad and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; waiting for the Parade to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8RUW6vAb3s/TyhhKYuYmoI/AAAAAAAABzo/YCQ_6XqK1No/s1600/IMG_4200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915759128320642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8RUW6vAb3s/TyhhKYuYmoI/AAAAAAAABzo/YCQ_6XqK1No/s200/IMG_4200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year we throw a Halloween party a few weeks before the big day, light a fire in the backyard, let the kids run around like crazy people, carve &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;, roast lots of stuff and have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915037104674226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dUggVFjZuo/TyhggW-iFbI/AAAAAAAABzc/Q4oaEtZfpoI/s200/IMG_4177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqPUkFQye7U/Tyhgfky8F8I/AAAAAAAABzQ/5rgZPYBUsD0/s1600/IMG_4175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915023634274242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqPUkFQye7U/Tyhgfky8F8I/AAAAAAAABzQ/5rgZPYBUsD0/s200/IMG_4175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcwFo2Anvf0/TyhgfCuAxRI/AAAAAAAABzE/9WHgkR7yBMs/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703915014486803730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcwFo2Anvf0/TyhgfCuAxRI/AAAAAAAABzE/9WHgkR7yBMs/s200/IMG_4172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was our Halloween. Gets me excited for next year&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/6319827480273317741-7808355132008123747?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7808355132008123747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7808355132008123747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7808355132008123747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7808355132008123747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloween-madness.html' title='Halloween Madness!!!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmQBfVsysA/TyhjEc9z7pI/AAAAAAAAB1s/FodO9M-HmBk/s72-c/IMG_4222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3216724123209286281</id><published>2011-12-20T19:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:39:45.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's Birthday Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I did a birthday post for Dylan a few months back with no pics of his special day! here is some below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept it simple at my house. Just decorated in Spider man made some cupcakes and had the family over to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GMLMGZazT38/TvFODDBhmRI/AAAAAAAABy4/48SXC0NDwNU/s1600/IMG_4070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688413618603923730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GMLMGZazT38/TvFODDBhmRI/AAAAAAAABy4/48SXC0NDwNU/s200/IMG_4070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; cute &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; being extremely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enthralled&lt;/span&gt; with his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bat mobile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egAd3ERWXHE/TvFOC_pDrQI/AAAAAAAABys/WpA6Z844dTI/s1600/IMG_4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688413617695993090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egAd3ERWXHE/TvFOC_pDrQI/AAAAAAAABys/WpA6Z844dTI/s200/IMG_4089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was So excited about his new batman guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjMplr_PiKE/TvFOBL4LktI/AAAAAAAAByk/Jy4kCoxsjC4/s1600/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688413586620912338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjMplr_PiKE/TvFOBL4LktI/AAAAAAAAByk/Jy4kCoxsjC4/s200/IMG_4083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the boys &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eatin&lt;/span&gt; some cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz53DNF3rLQ/TvFOAzp51VI/AAAAAAAAByU/vc24_LBP194/s1600/IMG_4073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688413580118578514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz53DNF3rLQ/TvFOAzp51VI/AAAAAAAAByU/vc24_LBP194/s200/IMG_4073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; getting ready to dig in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAl0cv0Xus8/TvFNZNx35_I/AAAAAAAAByI/aFfh0D9Ed6w/s1600/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412899936561138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAl0cv0Xus8/TvFNZNx35_I/AAAAAAAAByI/aFfh0D9Ed6w/s200/IMG_4068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWsCdkZruPY/TvFNYgUdMSI/AAAAAAAABx8/YuC94Kwe17U/s1600/IMG_4063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412887733580066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWsCdkZruPY/TvFNYgUdMSI/AAAAAAAABx8/YuC94Kwe17U/s200/IMG_4063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This expression sums up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gyw1gQmVoWU/TvFNX50piII/AAAAAAAABxw/oaekJ4py12w/s1600/IMG_4057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412877399623810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gyw1gQmVoWU/TvFNX50piII/AAAAAAAABxw/oaekJ4py12w/s200/IMG_4057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday at Grandmas...yummy chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXCgNq9S9Yk/TvFNXimc68I/AAAAAAAABxk/WDJZXwVrFtw/s1600/IMG_4054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412871166061506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXCgNq9S9Yk/TvFNXimc68I/AAAAAAAABxk/WDJZXwVrFtw/s200/IMG_4054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She puts these signs on them with the birthday person's name in "paranthasis" which has kind of become a family joke, but we love you grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412253521898754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wZjWOEnN2E/TvFMzlsm7QI/AAAAAAAABxY/GAgBuPDIZ_c/s200/IMG_4046.JPG" /&gt;Opening more presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXHYEb2Q_zg/TvFMx6oHuyI/AAAAAAAABw0/gwYG4x1fa8k/s1600/IMG_4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688412224780483362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXHYEb2Q_zg/TvFMx6oHuyI/AAAAAAAABw0/gwYG4x1fa8k/s200/IMG_4039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of fun had by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt;. We love you&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/6319827480273317741-3216724123209286281?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3216724123209286281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3216724123209286281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3216724123209286281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3216724123209286281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/dylans-birthday-pics.html' title='Dylan&apos;s Birthday Pics'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GMLMGZazT38/TvFODDBhmRI/AAAAAAAABy4/48SXC0NDwNU/s72-c/IMG_4070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3457871576497926808</id><published>2011-12-04T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:40:18.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo's&lt;/span&gt; birthday we celebrated by  heading to Tracy Aviary with some of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo's&lt;/span&gt; favorite people; my Sister, Sophie, Hayley, Ethan and our good friends the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Warner's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; just loves Vince, Julian and Lucy. It was a great day from start to finish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; with his presents! . We made a bird feeder for the backyard in the spring and it really sparked both of our interest in birdwatching. We love to investigate what type of birds come to visit. I thought he would really enjoy a bird book and some binoculars. The basketball is for  Jr. Jazz, which he gets to start this year, And of course his favorite things in the world are transformers, so we got him a very cool one he has been wanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393150296666882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YsgPry2MWQ/Ttvqdq2LswI/AAAAAAAABuY/9zlfqJtPktk/s200/IMG_3832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393140110407954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq9PVuAYH2U/TtvqdE5luRI/AAAAAAAABuM/9vkhM4tpBBA/s200/IMG_3831.JPG" /&gt;After presents it was off to Tracy Aviary. We got to watch a bird show, walk around and see some really cool birds and have a yummy lunch. Everyone had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682394279999235474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKYtjnlg_gk/TtvrfbUQ5ZI/AAAAAAAABwU/IKSDxW9Qxi4/s200/IMG_3861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682394256013352306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTymWSnacIg/TtvreB9lXXI/AAAAAAAABv8/UGGQCSHtKkA/s200/IMG_3853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682394264816926418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVy4KiJvP44/TtvreiwhPtI/AAAAAAAABwI/w1By2OBmnmU/s200/IMG_3854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682394254768257410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrL1mEI7UD8/Ttvrd9UuuYI/AAAAAAAABvw/Zmx_9nOmRA0/s200/IMG_3850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393742030074226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fWzPyOpWcEw/TtvrAHOa8XI/AAAAAAAABvg/ho7yXM1s-VM/s200/IMG_3849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393729271457154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGzEoGgdgCs/Ttvq_Xsh5YI/AAAAAAAABvU/7aDo4wYqR4I/s200/IMG_3840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393712236128466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6KBibodnco/Ttvq-YO_aNI/AAAAAAAABvI/wZnLY3mUxBE/s200/IMG_3838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682393707772301938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-VzR-Ts7b4/Ttvq-Hmu0nI/AAAAAAAABu8/CKvbCEEItwk/s200/IMG_3836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun day....We love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&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/6319827480273317741-3457871576497926808?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3457871576497926808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3457871576497926808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3457871576497926808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3457871576497926808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/arlos-specail-day.html' title='Arlo&apos;s special Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YsgPry2MWQ/Ttvqdq2LswI/AAAAAAAABuY/9zlfqJtPktk/s72-c/IMG_3832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2116189351153906518</id><published>2011-12-04T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:45:05.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's 5th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun on Arlo's 5th birthday. I can't believe how big my boy is getting. This has been a year of a lot of changes and growth for Arlo. I have really enjoyed the sweet, capable, and inquisitive  boy he is turning into. Grandma Dilley always has a party at her house for the grandkids. She makes their favorite dinner and cake. This year we decided to host the dilley party at our house. It turned out really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo loves chocolate and peanut butter. This year I tried a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting and Reeses crushed up on top. It was so so so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lx7o0ChdgUM/Ttvl19sDDzI/AAAAAAAABsQ/SqFmE-FKDyU/s1600/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682388839620046514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zp3XFFlmDg/TtvmiwUybrI/AAAAAAAABtE/LTjphhpSf7U/s200/IMG_3829.JPG" /&gt;Uncle Doug, Aunt Lisa and Cousin Tess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682387126970878674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vbt559z3fw/Ttvk_ENaCtI/AAAAAAAABq8/kd336L-KMBk/s200/IMG_3825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682387137799197346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7hVe-4aH_0/Ttvk_sjFEqI/AAAAAAAABrI/g7WFdlHzW34/s200/IMG_3827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Dilley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682391319279079266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XuYXVOUPNQ4/TtvozFxkj2I/AAAAAAAABuA/m2xYf61p6Nc/s200/IMG_3828.JPG" /&gt;Cousin Will &amp;amp; Brae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXx83DG3Y4/TtvlWOnIPnI/AAAAAAAABrg/LXDw7hLFG70/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682391037080610674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_tpQc-rUzQ/TtvoiqgNp3I/AAAAAAAABto/KUMI9F-OnTU/s200/IMG_3826.JPG" /&gt;Cousin Erin helping Arlo with Presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682387119908856610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWgMaJK6nlM/Ttvk-p5sIyI/AAAAAAAABqw/5bRzZFcGQyY/s200/IMG_3817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682388054808356914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1gqw4NnEtM/Ttvl1ErGaDI/AAAAAAAABr4/oM3uZ5dhKoM/s200/IMG_3830.JPG" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2116189351153906518?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2116189351153906518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2116189351153906518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2116189351153906518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2116189351153906518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/arlos-5th-birthday.html' title='Arlo&apos;s 5th Birthday'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zp3XFFlmDg/TtvmiwUybrI/AAAAAAAABtE/LTjphhpSf7U/s72-c/IMG_3829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1539352014654510867</id><published>2011-12-02T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:16:29.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times with Good Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have a great group of friends (The Warner's, Torro's, Burnsides, and Petersons)that we have been fortunate enough to keep in touch with over the years. We always try to plan a summer camping trip together. This year we made it happen and the kids had such a blast. I am so thankful to have friends that we can always be real with, laugh with, and complain with. I have loved watching our kids grow up together and have such great memories of christmas party's, date nights, and campouts. We love you guys! Heres some pics of the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Df77D_IENqI/TtnKYZ83-QI/AAAAAAAABqY/kWm81Qhad4g/s1600/IMG_3753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681794545728834226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i-4lCGc3Gtk/TtnKCTDrSrI/AAAAAAAABqA/h9CKKXbpjiA/s200/IMG_3760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681794929086971090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGxCIaa2lh0/TtnKYnLYPNI/AAAAAAAABqk/oGTQ7SDqkok/s200/IMG_3763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681794925536475394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Df77D_IENqI/TtnKYZ83-QI/AAAAAAAABqY/kWm81Qhad4g/s200/IMG_3753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92kG8YCOytw/TtnKC28MVvI/AAAAAAAABqM/LEaX6SBeQLI/s1600/IMG_3769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681794555361122034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92kG8YCOytw/TtnKC28MVvI/AAAAAAAABqM/LEaX6SBeQLI/s200/IMG_3769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r10B7LgCVFs/TtnKCCnPD8I/AAAAAAAABp0/-21WF_NTJls/s1600/IMG_3759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681794541314576322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r10B7LgCVFs/TtnKCCnPD8I/AAAAAAAABp0/-21WF_NTJls/s200/IMG_3759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1539352014654510867?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1539352014654510867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1539352014654510867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1539352014654510867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1539352014654510867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-times-with-good-friends.html' title='Good Times with Good Friends'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i-4lCGc3Gtk/TtnKCTDrSrI/AAAAAAAABqA/h9CKKXbpjiA/s72-c/IMG_3760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6430327146081737441</id><published>2011-12-01T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:01:25.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that it's December the 4th and 24 of July were great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty bad blogger these days. I know it's been busy around here but really! Sooo, better late than never I guess. July is one of my favorite months! I look forward to the 4th all year. We always have such a good time celebrating with family and friends. We usually start the day off at the Magna parade with Clint's family. This year my Momma joined us so that was fun. After the parade we head over to the Dilley's for a pool party. Lots of family and friends come and we always have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my cute guy's chillin before the parade starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681784928581681330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gN01g9sJqLM/TtnBSgZHgLI/AAAAAAAABmo/s09kwSE34sA/s200/IMG_3630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681789783401127826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMkDX_s5zoE/TtnFtGARX5I/AAAAAAAABo4/Dc1ye9sGCjA/s200/IMG_3629.JPG" /&gt;Me The back of Dyl's head, Arlo, My Momma and Clint's mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681789789304325170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4itWierDoEw/TtnFtb_tBDI/AAAAAAAABpE/HnSfidVPXm4/s200/IMG_3627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan sitting with Grandma Richards at the party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681787818064074610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-9MeqVb65k/TtnD6sjZ13I/AAAAAAAABog/_qgK1Xb3GdA/s200/IMG_3642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Beautiful Sis and Mom in Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681787820585469330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-un3WLjaMMyc/TtnD618jRZI/AAAAAAAABos/q9TEsLQoG3I/s200/IMG_3646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e6yr1kF0sk/TtnA47iNYcI/AAAAAAAABmE/OuiC9ltduBE/s1600/IMG_3610.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arlo Gettin out from a dip in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLL_tzm4M2Y/TthHzMmebeI/AAAAAAAABl4/ivNze6arf1w/s1600/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681784948309684722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5DsbJmUnHs/TtnBTp4o8fI/AAAAAAAABnA/QvjeqotvBnM/s200/IMG_3639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year on the 24th we head over to Eric and Heather's and light fireworks with the kids. Eric's family usually comes into town and we have quite the fun party. Arlo looks forward to the 24th all year because he gets to see his best buddy in the whole world Teagelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma with crazy Dyl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzTRiJY5IsA/TthHoqnyFkI/AAAAAAAABls/vjFtN2PC-tk/s1600/IMG_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369874809384418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLL_tzm4M2Y/TthHzMmebeI/AAAAAAAABl4/ivNze6arf1w/s200/IMG_3714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Ethan showing Dyl a few things on the piano, and the cousins having a great time in the kiddy pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XvLDrMxh4w/TthHoFskzNI/AAAAAAAABlg/Moe6rvCOV5U/s1600/IMG_3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369693889369666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzTRiJY5IsA/TthHoqnyFkI/AAAAAAAABls/vjFtN2PC-tk/s200/IMG_3706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681787353592087858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7EYCTikfz4/TtnDfqQpxTI/AAAAAAAABoI/waDkNLK19t8/s200/IMG_3689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681787356274015298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ec_xXbaJVMs/TtnDf0QEvEI/AAAAAAAABoU/sgTaOvx_zw4/s200/IMG_3721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369683977358546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XvLDrMxh4w/TthHoFskzNI/AAAAAAAABlg/Moe6rvCOV5U/s200/IMG_3691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681785885070467778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XiHgOz_MfY4/TtnCKLl0IsI/AAAAAAAABnk/Q6DEbJxwS_g/s200/IMG_3727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aN2FkgbAINI/TthHn1DLACI/AAAAAAAABlU/Hd7oOuDgTxw/s1600/IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369679508733986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aN2FkgbAINI/TthHn1DLACI/AAAAAAAABlU/Hd7oOuDgTxw/s200/IMG_3703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arlo and Teague getting ready for the fireworks show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681792937920950914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK-c8tI3ovw/TtnIktgZ8oI/AAAAAAAABpQ/_vBG9i-uggo/s200/IMG_3731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And having a great time watching it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681792940887038834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKKNzqFHodM/TtnIk4jk23I/AAAAAAAABpc/PD_gwkUX5-s/s200/IMG_3734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Dyl Dyl being Mezmerized &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681792957946634930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ny-i51Je4k/TtnIl4G5orI/AAAAAAAABpo/Cg2KuzxRp54/s200/IMG_3737.JPG" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6430327146081737441?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6430327146081737441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6430327146081737441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6430327146081737441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6430327146081737441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-that-its-december-4th-and-24-of.html' title='Now that it&apos;s December the 4th and 24 of July were great!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gN01g9sJqLM/TtnBSgZHgLI/AAAAAAAABmo/s09kwSE34sA/s72-c/IMG_3630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2726602234040237104</id><published>2011-10-18T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:57:13.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So both of my Boys birthdays have come and gone and mom still hasn't gotten to their birthday posts! A bit late, but here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats little buddy! you are now our big 2 year old. You had a great birthday which we threw for you in the back yard with Aunts, uncles, cousins and Grandparents. You totally got into opening your presents which made it so fun. I will post some pics of your day soon. Some things about you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are talking up a storm! we have had such a fun time trying to decode what you are saying and as the days go by your speech gets better and better. You are constantly cracking me and Arlo up. You call Chocolate milk Cerplunk, you just started saying "what heck", which is Hilarious. You know and say all of your colors, You pretty much never stop talking...ever. You are so intune with what is going on with everyone. You pick up on the emotions of others around you and want to talk about it. When Arlo, Mom or Dad is upsett your the first to say "Momma mad? Hug". You are my little love bug. You are so cuddly and loving. You have an amazing energy about you and just light up the room, people love being around you. You have a lot of fun, love to tease just like Daddy,  and you delight in the little things. You also are a firey little guy and know EXACLTY what you want.  You are not afraid to express your needs very loudly. You are definately left handed. Now we have another lefty in the family besides me. You love to draw and paint and have amazing focus when your doing either. You have been so funny about Halloween and are obessed with talking about and drawing pumpkins and monsters. You worship your brother Arlo. Every day when we drop him off at school you scream for him when he goes in his classroom. You love to follow him around and try to do what he does. You are very cabable at whatever you try and seem to pick up things with ease. You don't stop moving, which is how you have been since you were a tiny little thing. We pretty much cant imagine life without you. You are definately our little bright, fiery, fun and loving little Dyl Dyl. Happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2726602234040237104?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2726602234040237104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2726602234040237104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2726602234040237104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2726602234040237104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/10/dylans-birthday.html' title='Dylan&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2856608367490233151</id><published>2011-08-29T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:21:35.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Again, it has been wayyyyyyy to long since my last post! This summer has been lots and lots of fun and as a result,  I have lots and lots of posts I need to catch up on. Today was a VERY big day. one I have been anticipating for quite some time. Arlo started his first day of Kindergarten. I really don't know how this happened. I know people tell you that it goes by fast, but I am really in shock that my baby is going to school already! Of course true to my type a personality. I researched schools like crazy prior to him going. I looked into a whole slew of charter schools, loved two, applied for both, and didn't get either. I was so devastated. I of course wanted the very best for Arlo, and our neighborhood school is unfortunately not somewhere I would want to send him. As I started researching the public schools, I found a little school called Midvalley Elementary. I had driven by multiple times, as it is just up the street from us but had kind of overlooked it because I was so hyper focused on the charter school thing. As I looked into it a bit more, the testing scores were good, and from the comments I read, It seemed like and area where parents were pretty involved. So I decided to go down and take a look at it. When I walked in, I immediately liked the vibe. Although the school is really old, it is kept in immaculate condition.  I was warmly greeted by the school secretary and she was so helpful. She gladly answered all my questions (I had a lot) . The principle (who was new and very energetic) also came out and greeted me and Arlo. He got down on Arlo's level and talked to him for like 5 minutes.  That really impressed me; I was sold! They instructed me what I would need to do to request for Arlo to go to the school, and as luck would have it, Arlo got approved. Soon after we went to the kindergarten orientation and when I met the kindergarten teachers I loved them both. One seemed like an excellent fit for Arlo, and we ended up getting her. Every step of the way I have been impressed with the school, the principle, and his teacher. She is so friendly, enthusiastic, and very organized. She really has a way with Arlo and seems to calm his nerves immediately. For the past couple of days I could tell Arlo has been pretty nervous about starting. When I asked him how he felt about starting  school he replied "Well, I am pretty nervous, but that's normal to get nervous when your starting something new right?" what a logical little guy he is. Sometimes his understanding of things just amazes me. As the days have gotten closer, his anticipation has gotten higher. Yesterday he seemed pretty angsty and uptight. I knew it was because he was nervous about school. As a result mom has been nervous too. I just cant stand the thought of him having a hard time. But I know that is part of life, and important for him to go through. This morning when he woke up, it was like all of his anticipation was gone. He was his happy little self and got ready no problem.  I told him that Dyl and I were going to go with him a bit early and hopefully meet some of the kids in his class. He said that sounded good and off we went! When we got there I could tell he was a bit overwhelmed but we met a few of the kids and then his teacher came out and had them line up. Knowing he is a bit shy, His teacher went up to him and warmly greeted him. He immediately let go of my hand and jumped in line. Both kindergarten teachers said a few things to the parents, and in they went. Once his little head disappeared behind the big door the waterwoks started. It is the beginning of everything... and the end of me being his world. Such and exciting and excruciating step all at the same time. As I looked around, I realized I was in good company. Five or so other momma's were looking pretty teary and dispondant. One mom started handing out kleenex's and we all started laughing. "Look at us! "she said "They are all just fine, but here we are crying like babies." we sat out and chatted for like 20 minutes not seeming to be able to leave, but one by one people stared thinning out until me and another mom was left. We talked about peeking our heads in the windows, but eventually decided against it. As I got in the car and drove away with Dyl, I was overcome with more tears. I knew it was not going to be the same. Soon my boy will be looking to others for answers and guidance.  His world will expand. I will no longer be the center of his universe. Eventually when people ask him who he wants to marry when he grows up, he will understand that it's weird to say "My Mom" . Even though he  has solemnly promised that he will never stop giving me cuddle breaks, holding my hand, and giving me kisses no matter where we are; my good sense tells me different. But right now for a few more  short moments, its bliss. I love my  Arlo. I can't believe he's my big five year old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2856608367490233151?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2856608367490233151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2856608367490233151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2856608367490233151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2856608367490233151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-babys-first-day_29.html' title='My Baby&apos;s First Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7865571607627164813</id><published>2011-06-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:13:22.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build A Bow has Launched</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I10InqkLIwQ/TgFMQa8r21I/AAAAAAAABgQ/EzaBn-zMf60/s1600/Build%2BA%2BBow%2BBanner%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 100px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620857654930561874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I10InqkLIwQ/TgFMQa8r21I/AAAAAAAABgQ/EzaBn-zMf60/s200/Build%2BA%2BBow%2BBanner%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been having fun making these crochet flower headbands and clips for a while and a few people suggested I try to sell them, So I figured what the heck! I opened up an esty shop. Wow, it was a bit confusing but I finally figured it out, I think....anyhoo they are quite cute I must say and I tried to price them very reasonably. They come in a set for $15.00; which includes 2 flowers, a headband, clip and ponytail holder. The flowers are interchangeable so you can just button them on an off all 3. Go check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/76281930/build-a-bow"&gt;www.etsy.com/listing/76281930/build-a-bow&lt;/a&gt;  and let me know what you think! If you like them and want to place an order, I will take 20% off of your price if you are willing to advertise my esty link on your blog or facebook page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7865571607627164813?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7865571607627164813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7865571607627164813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7865571607627164813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7865571607627164813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/build-bow-has-launched.html' title='Build A Bow has Launched'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I10InqkLIwQ/TgFMQa8r21I/AAAAAAAABgQ/EzaBn-zMf60/s72-c/Build%2BA%2BBow%2BBanner%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3695230128666931808</id><published>2011-06-19T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:21:52.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year 2 of T-ball for Arlo. This year was even funner than last. Our good friends the Warners asked if Clint would like to assistant coach with Jason on his team so we joined the Mets. Arlo loved being on the same team as Julian &amp;amp; Lucy. He really blossomed this year. He seemed to get the hang of how to swing and by the end of the season, rarely needed the T. It looks like he might have his Dads' talent for the game. We still need to work on his focus a bit, but that is what makes watching T ball at this age so funny! We had lots of famiy like Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Dilley, Aunt Darlene &amp;amp; Erin, Uncle Doug, and Aunt Heather &amp;amp; Uncle Eric come to cheer Arlo on. He loved having family their to watch him. Heres some pics of his season.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620010576172880322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRtsYUhmIt4/Tf5J18q5EcI/AAAAAAAABeg/LA_J2Zt8L2k/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620010046776876866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF7w9bfnc7c/Tf5JXIhDH0I/AAAAAAAABd4/JRpsiwtRmJA/s200/IMG_3376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620012087946703442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCnmQ633m8/Tf5LN8d28lI/AAAAAAAABfI/9Ql7D3SySys/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620012098679634114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8zUWys9zVg/Tf5LOkcyeMI/AAAAAAAABfQ/rcSD77GgYkk/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620011152878622930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PWvhh1-OGI/Tf5KXhEQWNI/AAAAAAAABe4/KY-wjMFxO2I/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620011146278170498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ceJG4Hg8mQ/Tf5KXIelb4I/AAAAAAAABew/rXqyulUlom0/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620011145514456434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XjMHlvYPx4/Tf5KXFogFXI/AAAAAAAABeo/_giAvPvOBDA/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620010051496808738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEatYSeFfk/Tf5JXaGXkSI/AAAAAAAABeA/CcYGOsG0iUw/s200/IMG_3378.JPG" /&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/6319827480273317741-3695230128666931808?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3695230128666931808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3695230128666931808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3695230128666931808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3695230128666931808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/t-ball.html' title='T Ball'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRtsYUhmIt4/Tf5J18q5EcI/AAAAAAAABeg/LA_J2Zt8L2k/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%2B054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8134923353126513087</id><published>2011-06-19T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T10:21:53.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms, Sandcastles And Birds</title><content type='html'>Mothers day also came and went...had a great day. Woke up to my cute boys and a cupcake with a candle. Then went to breakfast with grandma Georgette. Got some pretty jewlrey and later in the day visited with grandma Kathy. On a side note, we have been having a lot of fun in the sandbox this summer and have built some pretty good sandcastles I must say. We also have gotten into birdwatching since we built our birdhouse. All of the different kinds of birds visiting have gotten us curious and we decided to get a bird book at the library. We have discovered alot of different types of birds and decided to show Arlo's preschool class for Show and tell. Arlo helped mom make a poster all about our findings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Noz-KIwboEQ/Tf4u58oZKwI/AAAAAAAABdo/LXPuLHtXmGM/s1600/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619980958067927810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Noz-KIwboEQ/Tf4u58oZKwI/AAAAAAAABdo/LXPuLHtXmGM/s200/IMG_3302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619980959308889170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dLwdLxmHX8/Tf4u6BQQvFI/AAAAAAAABdw/JOhodvVMplw/s200/IMG_3310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8-s6myDPwE/Tf4u5lrWa4I/AAAAAAAABdg/26IfLplYdI8/s1600/IMG_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619980951906315138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8-s6myDPwE/Tf4u5lrWa4I/AAAAAAAABdg/26IfLplYdI8/s200/IMG_3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azkcsgoZAqI/Tf4u5IKjUlI/AAAAAAAABdY/1Msf34IoPDo/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619980943984120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azkcsgoZAqI/Tf4u5IKjUlI/AAAAAAAABdY/1Msf34IoPDo/s200/IMG_3295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8134923353126513087?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8134923353126513087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8134923353126513087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8134923353126513087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8134923353126513087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/moms-sandcastles-and-birds.html' title='Moms, Sandcastles And Birds'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Noz-KIwboEQ/Tf4u58oZKwI/AAAAAAAABdo/LXPuLHtXmGM/s72-c/IMG_3302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8179096540904412468</id><published>2011-06-19T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T10:12:14.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys and the Diggers</title><content type='html'>The boys spent a good part of easter playing with their diggers in the sandbox. They have gotten a lot of use out of them since. They just love playing with dirt...thats boys for ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619979153292722402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFicYOS9MO0/Tf4tQ5UdAOI/AAAAAAAABdQ/c4uRzlytbpg/s200/spring%2B2011%2B092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619979139778574914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxHaMzrurko/Tf4tQG-bekI/AAAAAAAABdI/L0CQMH_EzGU/s200/spring%2B2011%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619978877040556626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ4h9Ikn4YA/Tf4tA0MzelI/AAAAAAAABc4/Q0I6ZPHzalg/s200/spring%2B2011%2B079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z33I_X3fMDI/Tf4sqpvbgWI/AAAAAAAABcw/iS90HNbJU3M/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B078.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619978496275874146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z33I_X3fMDI/Tf4sqpvbgWI/AAAAAAAABcw/iS90HNbJU3M/s200/spring%2B2011%2B078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgeT2CR0_QU/Tf4sqfcNu_I/AAAAAAAABco/6NXM3rju44w/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619978493510925298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgeT2CR0_QU/Tf4sqfcNu_I/AAAAAAAABco/6NXM3rju44w/s200/spring%2B2011%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6319827480273317741-8179096540904412468?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8179096540904412468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8179096540904412468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8179096540904412468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8179096540904412468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/boys-and-diggers.html' title='The boys and the Diggers'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFicYOS9MO0/Tf4tQ5UdAOI/AAAAAAAABdQ/c4uRzlytbpg/s72-c/spring%2B2011%2B092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7945790778201786562</id><published>2011-06-19T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T10:01:54.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Morning</title><content type='html'>Easter morning we sent the boys on a Basket Hunt. It was so much fun. I wrote little clues based on Dr. Suess books. The clue's led them to their Basket's and their final present which was in the shower. They loved it. We got them Digger's for the Sandbox Clint had just finished outside. They spent a good bulk of the day outside with them. They have been huge hits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ojswZVjcZA/Tf4qZnl4ZQI/AAAAAAAABcI/rG2rjnJP6ko/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976004617921794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ojswZVjcZA/Tf4qZnl4ZQI/AAAAAAAABcI/rG2rjnJP6ko/s200/spring%2B2011%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFWsizfFLXk/Tf4qZJBSMcI/AAAAAAAABcA/__LaGslI7JY/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975996411359682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFWsizfFLXk/Tf4qZJBSMcI/AAAAAAAABcA/__LaGslI7JY/s200/spring%2B2011%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976011152748242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Tn_zOLXPRQ/Tf4qZ_757tI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Ym4jE0maZ7k/s200/spring%2B2011%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976018209235378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SM3-tcP4Kww/Tf4qaaOTYbI/AAAAAAAABcY/4L48w12JF88/s200/spring%2B2011%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976025234716626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVALcEsmmk0/Tf4qa0ZTt9I/AAAAAAAABcg/GZ5AMQ1S374/s200/spring%2B2011%2B050.JPG" /&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/6319827480273317741-7945790778201786562?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7945790778201786562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7945790778201786562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7945790778201786562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7945790778201786562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/easter-morning.html' title='Easter Morning'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ojswZVjcZA/Tf4qZnl4ZQI/AAAAAAAABcI/rG2rjnJP6ko/s72-c/spring%2B2011%2B044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-9017828109163839338</id><published>2011-06-19T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:54:14.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Dilley also had an easter egg hunt and all of the cousins were there. Arlo &amp;amp; Dylan had so much fun. They got lots and lots of help from Grandpa, Uncle Doug and all of the cousins.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975191229491362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeN36ExjESw/Tf4pqRe96KI/AAAAAAAABb4/C7VgtPWXD80/s200/spring%2B2011%2B073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619974344756120786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wc4wrkKJCYM/Tf4o5AH_TNI/AAAAAAAABbg/3u68ac9SQXQ/s200/spring%2B2011%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973798075792098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyQ0fNumc2s/Tf4oZLlPeuI/AAAAAAAABbQ/M2AueQEM3Jg/s200/spring%2B2011%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AzgGFPVfiO4/Tf4oY_95_BI/AAAAAAAABbI/qQaSNWl7p4g/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973794958015506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AzgGFPVfiO4/Tf4oY_95_BI/AAAAAAAABbI/qQaSNWl7p4g/s200/spring%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNab6rVGm48/Tf4oYs9EH0I/AAAAAAAABbA/oPlgY_nAUkE/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973789854211906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNab6rVGm48/Tf4oYs9EH0I/AAAAAAAABbA/oPlgY_nAUkE/s200/spring%2B2011%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMl5AVEyQQI/Tf4oYcSGEmI/AAAAAAAABa4/-73e7cb-tWA/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973785379017314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMl5AVEyQQI/Tf4oYcSGEmI/AAAAAAAABa4/-73e7cb-tWA/s200/spring%2B2011%2B059.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/6319827480273317741-9017828109163839338?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9017828109163839338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=9017828109163839338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9017828109163839338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9017828109163839338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/easter-egg-hunt-2.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt #2'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeN36ExjESw/Tf4pqRe96KI/AAAAAAAABb4/C7VgtPWXD80/s72-c/spring%2B2011%2B073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7740226864746380953</id><published>2011-06-19T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:46:20.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt #1</title><content type='html'>The boys first Easter Egg hunt was in our back yard with the Hansons. They absolutely loved it! Dyl was an easter egg hunting pro and really got into it. He was quite good at finding the eggs actually. Cute little Sophie seemed more interested in playing on the swings and with her bucket. Grandma Georgette was also here to help the kids with their hunt. We all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619971893010378274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr2_yRvGJpA/Tf4mqSqQLiI/AAAAAAAABaY/84HbpByyhrs/s200/spring%2B2011%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drNC2Xz5vfs/Tf4mqzZNdqI/AAAAAAAABag/8rVfLXr2PyY/s1600/spring%2B2011%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619971901797267106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drNC2Xz5vfs/Tf4mqzZNdqI/AAAAAAAABag/8rVfLXr2PyY/s200/spring%2B2011%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972235796281650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QEmMFyaVM0/Tf4m-Pox-TI/AAAAAAAABaw/BxA00cnS9SE/s200/spring%2B2011%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619971891911524786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Liwip6q5H8c/Tf4mqOkRAbI/AAAAAAAABaQ/bkTYpa4ZInc/s200/spring%2B2011%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619971910604439042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nVcxSO99MI/Tf4mrUNAPgI/AAAAAAAABao/knG4QWHpx58/s200/spring%2B2011%2B038.JPG" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7740226864746380953?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7740226864746380953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7740226864746380953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7740226864746380953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7740226864746380953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/behind-againhere-was-easter.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt #1'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr2_yRvGJpA/Tf4mqSqQLiI/AAAAAAAABaY/84HbpByyhrs/s72-c/spring%2B2011%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8859545527490282398</id><published>2011-06-07T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:38:33.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, behind again! here was easter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter came, easter went...we had a great time! heres som pics &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; Easter Egg Dying! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys loved this. It was so funny Arlo had a strategy and lined each color up in a very organized manner. He dipped his eggs very gently and carefully into the egg dye. I dont think he got a speck on him. Dyl was quite another story. He basically plunged both hands elbow deep into the dye and wanted to put the same egg in all of the colors -at once! he looked like the incredible hulk by the time we were finished.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615668684432686546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHGeDt6Bhhk/Te7c6lflPdI/AAAAAAAABVo/NDPev7_Q7l8/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619748148518441954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDdJbtNQHts/Tf1bKpeZ0-I/AAAAAAAABZA/omI8truuy-M/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615668306227542466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNh1-rqcJHc/Te7ckkkcucI/AAAAAAAABVg/BRZV67xxxUg/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B110.JPG" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8859545527490282398?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8859545527490282398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8859545527490282398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8859545527490282398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8859545527490282398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/wow-behind-again-here-was-easter.html' title='wow, behind again! here was easter....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHGeDt6Bhhk/Te7c6lflPdI/AAAAAAAABVo/NDPev7_Q7l8/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%2B106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6520459681291559503</id><published>2011-04-21T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:29:36.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdhouses and Trees</title><content type='html'>We have been gearing up for spring around here. We stared off by getting some trees for the back yard. Here is some pics of the boys planting them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598215702215880258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE3xTGZ1SoE/TbDbhUKXbkI/AAAAAAAABT8/bFmEXathO3A/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598216601885881010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui3364-ICyA/TbDcVrsaMrI/AAAAAAAABUM/CXoeR9xyRL0/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598216603750866146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGf_1bSm2Aw/TbDcVypDnOI/AAAAAAAABUU/be9s6PhkpeU/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598216607646711010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bkTSmxt6UM/TbDcWBJ5fOI/AAAAAAAABUc/XmcRhKnhT_w/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B047.JPG" /&gt;Our little tree seemed a bit lonely and I have been wanting to paint a birdhouse with Arlo. He loves watching and talking about different kinds birds so I thought having this by our back patio might bring some chirpy visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598213811218239314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6mUDZRsn-3M/TbDZzPpZT1I/AAAAAAAABTc/ba79F7bmiX0/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B024.JPG" /&gt;In the middle....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598217323024700242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZkhXDvwfaE/TbDc_qJTU1I/AAAAAAAABUk/apvvZHuw_mA/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B027.JPG" /&gt;After!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV9SXiJbvwE/TbDZzUobe-I/AAAAAAAABTk/ykH4uYBpfmQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598213812556364770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV9SXiJbvwE/TbDZzUobe-I/AAAAAAAABTk/ykH4uYBpfmQ/s200/Spring%2B2011%2B100.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/6319827480273317741-6520459681291559503?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6520459681291559503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6520459681291559503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6520459681291559503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6520459681291559503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/04/birdhouses-and-trees.html' title='Birdhouses and Trees'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE3xTGZ1SoE/TbDbhUKXbkI/AAAAAAAABT8/bFmEXathO3A/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%2B040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8987503644694351854</id><published>2011-03-30T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:34:07.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please and Thankyou...what more could a girl want?</title><content type='html'>In these fast paced days we live in, racing around to get our kids here and there, It seems having and placing value on good manners has somehow been lost. Is it that were just to busy to make small talk and to say please and thank you? Because of my injury I am making friends with a lot of elderly people. When I am at good old saturday morning water aerobics, or when I am walking as slow as a snail on the treadmill, I am hangin with the oldies everywhere! I feel like I am gaining a vault of wisdom and insight. I have gotten so many great tips on gardening, crochet, sewing, cleaning, and most of all how to raise quality individuals. I can't believe how much these old folks seem to have it right. I realize I am an old fashioned gal in so many ways. One of these ways is understanding the value of good manners. It is such a rarity. I want my boys to be made of the same quality stuff as my husband is. They have won half the battle because they have such a good role model to look up to. I don't know anyone who is a harder worker than my hubs; A quality I think is amazing. I have been really trying to indroduce the idea of manners and politeness to the boys and it has been the cutest thing...Ok so Dyl still has terrible manners. He yells in everyones face, throws food and does other not so good mannerish type things, I am hoping as he gets older we can work on it. But I cant believe how much Arlo is soaking it all up. Sometimes we think politeness is just something people should know, but the thing is they dont, heck I have realized that my manners are just appauling half of the time. We have all been working on it and it has been the cutest thing. I have basically been refusing to do or get anything for anyone unless they phrase it correctly. I absolutely love hearing "Mom, may I have a snack please?" it just sounds like music to my ears. So does "Thank you for dinner Mom, may I be excused?" Which is now a requirement before leaving the table. I also love to hear Arlo responding to people in a courteous manner. He has really been working on this one. He is a shy little guy so it can be hard for him at times, but after I explained that the polite way to respond to someone greeting you is to look them in the eye and respond with a strong and loud voice, he has been doing it! I also explained it is always polite to ask how they are doing back. Yesterday when we went to school, with no prompting by me, he looked a teacher who greeted him at the door right in the eye and told her he was doing good, and asked how she was. She was completely taken off guard. It was the cutest thing ever! I cant believe how far this polite umbrella goes. It works with backtalk, which is really hard to do while being polite, sharing and cooperating with friends, which are both polite things to do. The polite list is endless. I am having a good time with this. I cant believe how much hearing please and thankyou makes a mom feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8987503644694351854?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8987503644694351854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8987503644694351854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8987503644694351854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8987503644694351854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-and-thankyouwhat-more-could-girl.html' title='Please and Thankyou...what more could a girl want?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1987598299938911999</id><published>2011-03-18T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:33:59.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Pattys!</title><content type='html'>We had a great time this year on St. Patty's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Magician came to visit at Arlo's school&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615340932758690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzSng_kPTWc/TYQXjwhE_KI/AAAAAAAABR8/PsBOSDhRPDs/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615632381040738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR4G7GeLNp0/TYQX0uPw2GI/AAAAAAAABSE/jbxH42AABiw/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B050.JPG" /&gt;And afterwards he had a class party!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585625837879419922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bg2OmKExLds/TYQhGwsL5BI/AAAAAAAABTU/iGHaCf7jWR8/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvK5rRTD7t4/TYQZK50NWGI/AAAAAAAABTM/9T5BOjVe7bI/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615958601847746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awzA-o5K2N0/TYQYHtg3U8I/AAAAAAAABSc/Ghdn3aS4ffQ/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615636198953618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5SM11-7_TM/TYQX08eBkpI/AAAAAAAABSM/29_P3A9VW2Y/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom made some sweet &amp;amp; salty chex mix for class, well actually the Leprechauns made it...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615338805670514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TIRQnw31u0/TYQXjol8MnI/AAAAAAAABR0/3tMFfhwMs24/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B045.JPG" /&gt;Then while the boys were napping the Leprechauns came to visit our house and left some sneaky suprises....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616923643258594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uAuGHkXR2o/TYQY_4kqpuI/AAAAAAAABS8/_gchY8K_L4w/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B072.JPG" /&gt;They left a note for Arlo which said;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arlo my lad while you slept we were here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we left you some Leprechaun juice we hold dear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;drink up my boy and you soon will see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This special juice will make you lucky like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look for something special on your window too,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;we left it for the wee one and you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucky Lester III&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(A very lucky Leprechaun)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616163373813522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqpBeEK2nJc/TYQYToWTjxI/AAAAAAAABSs/cvILyFmZemM/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616161829258402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--VLhSSQz7yE/TYQYTimDhKI/AAAAAAAABSk/0LfYYr4o9So/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B070.JPG" /&gt;Here is our special clover they left on our window&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585617112955443298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvK5rRTD7t4/TYQZK50NWGI/AAAAAAAABTM/9T5BOjVe7bI/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B081.JPG" /&gt; Dyl was a huge fan of the yummy green treats they left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhEvECe07PA/TYQZKxoXRKI/AAAAAAAABTE/fISnYMVZgVU/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585617110758278306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhEvECe07PA/TYQZKxoXRKI/AAAAAAAABTE/fISnYMVZgVU/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arlo was very impressed and excited to drink his special juice. He wanted to share some with mom and Dyl so we would be lucky too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3Dyc0KzwRY/TYQY_tnP6vI/AAAAAAAABS0/gOmOVvKP7GM/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616920701299442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3Dyc0KzwRY/TYQY_tnP6vI/AAAAAAAABS0/gOmOVvKP7GM/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to t-ball practice later that day Arlo said, "&lt;em&gt;Mom I think that the Leprechauns are sneaky little guys and their just really nice. But I think that juice is workin, I do feel really lucky now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319827480273317741-1987598299938911999?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1987598299938911999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1987598299938911999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1987598299938911999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1987598299938911999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-st-pattys.html' title='Happy St. Pattys!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzSng_kPTWc/TYQXjwhE_KI/AAAAAAAABR8/PsBOSDhRPDs/s72-c/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7068777175215060806</id><published>2011-03-18T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T19:14:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun we have been having</title><content type='html'>When it snowed last week, Arlo and I had some fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlH6NGMnLag/TYQPpcWy8YI/AAAAAAAABRk/emo2astyQZo/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585606642507116930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlH6NGMnLag/TYQPpcWy8YI/AAAAAAAABRk/emo2astyQZo/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585606241254342738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YN1OQj_6oOw/TYQPSFkrgFI/AAAAAAAABRU/AJRFqGI5Vs8/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1chljBEq3EU/TYQPpLssrpI/AAAAAAAABRc/4wcpYVeKfmI/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585606638035578514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1chljBEq3EU/TYQPpLssrpI/AAAAAAAABRc/4wcpYVeKfmI/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7O1wityr0XU/TYQPR-UGmWI/AAAAAAAABRM/3iwz0pjY2jU/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585606239305767266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7O1wityr0XU/TYQPR-UGmWI/AAAAAAAABRM/3iwz0pjY2jU/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time at the aquarium!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585604517833331986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8L4KhTt2wcE/TYQNtxVF1RI/AAAAAAAABQs/gCBsyMggmBo/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B028.JPG" /&gt;They have penguins now! they were so cute and fun to watch&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585605345027888450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0tN34Rwecc/TYQOd63pFUI/AAAAAAAABRE/CHwPVlrjizk/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /&gt;The Eels are always a favorite&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585604797566325250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ztXg7QhneGw/TYQN-DaokgI/AAAAAAAABQ8/tjoCIXngARY/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;Arlo, Dylan and their friend Jacob looking at the lobster&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585604522747536978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7Pdu9PnnHQ/TYQNuDouplI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4DKW11eDEd8/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt; We had a lot of fun with my friend Jen and her boys. We love to visit and havent been in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the boys getting into boxes, I was shocked how long this kept them entertained&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIlbLTl1khI/TYQNM3S22GI/AAAAAAAABQk/pCrdwjCor-0/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585603952498890850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIlbLTl1khI/TYQNM3S22GI/AAAAAAAABQk/pCrdwjCor-0/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3_HkOTCLdY/TYQNMkzLbgI/AAAAAAAABQc/eMe73tHHm0w/s1600/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585603947534183938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3_HkOTCLdY/TYQNMkzLbgI/AAAAAAAABQc/eMe73tHHm0w/s200/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7068777175215060806?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7068777175215060806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7068777175215060806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7068777175215060806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7068777175215060806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-we-have-been-having.html' title='The fun we have been having'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlH6NGMnLag/TYQPpcWy8YI/AAAAAAAABRk/emo2astyQZo/s72-c/feb%2B%2526%2BMarch%2B2011%2B043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8718397009203754424</id><published>2011-03-03T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:36:52.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Back Childhood</title><content type='html'>I decided along with my New Years Resolution of reading a parenting book every other month I would also post a review for the books I find helpful. I thought this might be good for other moms out their looking for helpful tid bits with the child rearing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am a bit obsessed about the topic of Media and its effects on our kids. I tend to read lots of books and articles on the subject. At this point I am not sure if Its a good thing for me to research or not. The problem with information is it can REALLY freak you out. This book has admittedly freaked me out. It is an excellent book and very informative. As a parent I want to know what types of effect media is having on my boys and how it has changed over time. The challenge is, I find myself struggling to figure out how to protect them without being a totall hippie freak about it who bans all electronic devices from the house and has my children play with sticks all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my boys to be able to relate to other kids their age and have things in common; and lets face it, media is a HUGE part of kids existance these days. I think my interest in the subject really sparked when I started teaching. I was absolutely astounded how much social interactions with kids have changed since I was in school. It seemed at times that kids simply didnt know how to play unless a media device was involved. I noticed this particularly seemed to be a problem with boys. Kids have cell phones, ipods, video games, TV's and computers. For some kids these devices combined made up a huge part of what they were doing all day. In this book, and others I have read on the subject, it is estimated that the average school age child is exposed to 42 hours of screen time per week. Thats like a full time job. The effects are just now really being researched and understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book talks about how children seem to be lacking creativity in their free play and the main reason for this is the astounding amount of time kids spend in front of some type of screen. back in the day we used to pick things we did with our parents like going to the Doctor, a restaraunt, or shopping and invent an entire play scenerio around it. What educators and day care facilitators are noticing these days is that boys in particular re inact scenes that they have watched in movies. They play in a scripted form repeating actual lines from the movie or tv show. The type of play is focused on violence. For girls it seems to be primarily focused on dress up, make up or some type of superficial nature also depicted in movies and TV. Now the book does say that kids a few generations ago also had play scenerios revolved around TV and movies, the difference was they would use it as a spring board and come up with all kinds of imaginative, creative scenerios from their that were their own, and not something they had already seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book also talks about how not only TV but commercialism and consumerism are targeting our kids and therfore us to buy buy buy, and the types of toys that are being sold do not lend themselves to creative play, which we are finding is so absolutely crucial to raising a well rounded forward thinking person who can contribute to our planet in a positive way. The key with toys apparently is to sprinkle in a few that are open ended toys. This means they do not serve one specific function, say as like a transformer does but rather they can be many things. art supplies, blocks, and general building materials. The open ended toys help kids to use their imagination and create rather than use a toy over and over with one intended function. The author suggests a good way to use these toys is to have your kids use them in conjuction with the specific toys that our kids want to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more that the book delves into on this subject but the main highlights are the ones described above. I would definately reccomend this one for any parent interested in this subject, which I have to say is an important one with the world we are living in today. It has really made me take a look and re examine not only the amount of media Alro watches, but the kind of media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try and take the book with a grain of salt because I really do believe that it is perfectly normal and according to another great book I have read, Raising Cain: it is very important for boys make up scenerios pretending they are their favorite superheros and fighting the good and bad guys. Boys love to use swords and sticks and this is a fundamental part of their growth. It is very much in their DNA to do so. The question is are they being imaginative with their play and are they able to play at all? A lot of the boys I taught just plain couldnt seem to do it, but the good news was they all got into it with a little help. So I don't think it's all a lost cause, just a great one to be informed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS anyone intrested in this may also want to check out a really great article on the subject &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/2010/07/10/the-creativity-crisis.html"&gt;http://www.newsweek.com/2010/07/10/the-creativity-crisis.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8718397009203754424?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8718397009203754424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8718397009203754424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8718397009203754424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8718397009203754424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/taking-back-childhood.html' title='Taking Back Childhood'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5812363788916748238</id><published>2011-02-20T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:55:10.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant help lovin these boys of Mine</title><content type='html'>I know some people think Valentines is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lamo&lt;/span&gt; commercialized holiday where consumers prey on stupid people to buy cards and gifts... Well, I have to admit, I am one of those stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;I like that we have a day all about love and expressing it to those I care about. I also like an excuse to decorate everything ( including my boys) with pink and red hearts. Although It is not the romantic Holiday it once was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; children, I think its even better now that I have little and big people to love and share it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun v-day this year. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; had a party at school, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; and I got to come and celebrate with him. Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt;, his teacher, and some buddies showing off their valentine boxes they made. SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575959687004417906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLPOcqDy2lE/TWHJyunL73I/AAAAAAAABPE/G5Rl_bJk6ug/s200/February%2B2011%2B035.JPG" /&gt;Here is the Valentines Treats &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; and I made for his class. He loved adding the food coloring to the rice crispy mix. He insisted that the boys hearts were blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also made some home made Valentines for Friends and Family. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575963848268519954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WNFyrLDZXWs/TWHNk8h3GhI/AAAAAAAABQM/epxepr9AJ4U/s200/February%2B2011%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575963365222204610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOjbDTDMe6U/TWHNI1CpRMI/AAAAAAAABP8/upkmnUU6G1Y/s200/Home%2BMade%2BValentines%2B003.JPG" /&gt;Both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; had a great time at his class party.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575960022619341810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8NXAhiLzg/TWHKGQ4BQ_I/AAAAAAAABPM/If7FEro4BEw/s200/February%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575960029440976706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DD2plzhQVHw/TWHKGqSbJ0I/AAAAAAAABPU/c_O6w2-DyUU/s200/February%2B2011%2B032.JPG" /&gt;At the end of the day when Dad got home we gave the boys their Valentines from us. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; got some crayons to write in the bathtub with, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fraggle&lt;/span&gt; Rock video.Clint and I both loved it when we were little and wondered if Arlo would too.We all had a fun and slightly trippy time watching it and at first I wasnt sure if Arlo liked it or not, but it has turned out to be a big hit.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575969613392321650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOkyvleUbg8/TWHS0hSfHHI/AAAAAAAABQU/gyQ5JzNV-gk/s200/February%2B2011%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575961105061147762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GA5nbRQp60w/TWHLFRSQdHI/AAAAAAAABP0/aXSCfMT79dI/s200/February%2B2011%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575960507231750450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKX0Irk9xs4/TWHKieMnyTI/AAAAAAAABPc/opWfPl67J5w/s200/February%2B2011%2B036.JPG" /&gt; Clint &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;surprized&lt;/span&gt; me with a love note and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jewlery&lt;/span&gt;-you cant go wrong with that- ever. I love my boys and I am so glad I got to spend my day with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-5812363788916748238?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5812363788916748238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5812363788916748238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5812363788916748238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5812363788916748238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/cant-help-lovin-these-boys-of-mine.html' title='Cant help lovin these boys of Mine'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLPOcqDy2lE/TWHJyunL73I/AAAAAAAABPE/G5Rl_bJk6ug/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5063767505883643442</id><published>2011-02-09T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:58:30.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Dyl Dyl We love you!</title><content type='html'>I feel like a loser mommy. Somehow this year I didnt do a birthday blog post for my Dyl Dyl. I pull all of my scrapbooking off of my blog posts so when I started to do his year scrapbook page, I had not blogged a single thing. The surgery was right before Dyl's special day and I guess the rest is history...so Here is one of a few a make up blog post's about my Dyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words to summarize you Dyl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delightful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exuberant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy Busy Busy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irratic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very loving &amp;amp; cuddly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expressive (more than any baby I have ever met) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;down right adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics that capture what you were up to right before you turned 1 year old. You are the most curious little guy to ever live and following you around during the day is like an olympic event. You are in to every...single...thing! Here is your little body sitting happily eating gram crackers, which you crawled to the very back of the cupboard to get. as you can see ya made a bit of a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNPabwaSmI/AAAAAAAABOI/QtVi3HME2eI/s1600/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571884479533435490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNPabwaSmI/AAAAAAAABOI/QtVi3HME2eI/s200/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres you in the dryer-yep the dryer. I had the door open while I was folding the clothes and you hopped right in quicker than I could say jumpin jahosaphat. You are a quick little mover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNO3uumQjI/AAAAAAAABOA/8y0gcZeTmZc/s1600/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571883883330683442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNO3uumQjI/AAAAAAAABOA/8y0gcZeTmZc/s200/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571883878686322146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNO3dbS7eI/AAAAAAAABN4/6zisiZmWdWE/s200/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B279.JPG" /&gt;Here you are at grandma and grandpa's you were such a happy little guy to find some paper to roll around in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1w3mPzJ6CM/TVNO3CJhYwI/AAAAAAAABNw/qOsXq7K8TE8/s1600/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571883871364014850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1w3mPzJ6CM/TVNO3CJhYwI/AAAAAAAABNw/qOsXq7K8TE8/s200/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you are in the toy bin. As you can see you really like to climb into things. It doesnt seem to be enough for you to casually play with something, you like to experience the object fully, to become one with it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888457122815698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xy4AJIiTSIA/TVNTB9bnntI/AAAAAAAABOg/1wKOBvuu4kk/s200/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B158.JPG" /&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/6319827480273317741-5063767505883643442?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5063767505883643442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5063767505883643442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5063767505883643442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5063767505883643442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-dyl-dyl-we-love-you.html' title='Little Dyl Dyl We love you!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TVNPabwaSmI/AAAAAAAABOI/QtVi3HME2eI/s72-c/Arlo%2B4th%2Bbirthday%2B226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8813918954885490424</id><published>2011-02-01T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:10:32.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise is good!</title><content type='html'>As you may remember from my new years blog post, my plan was to get going with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; and get active. Well, I didn't get off to the best start. I Tried a Yoga class which was a bit too much. As a result I got discouraged &amp;amp; down in the dumps about my back. Man this thing has been really annoying. Last week was a bummer week. I was not feeling well mentally or physically, which has been the case on and off for the past few months. I was a psycho mom and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt; to my kids and husband more than once. Over the weekend I decided that I have got to get feeling better so I can be a good person to be around. I love my boys so much and I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want them to remember me as mommy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; dearest. So this week I started a grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; routine and so far so good. I am just walking and doing some minor weight lifting. when I am on that treadmill all I want to do is turn the sucker up and run like crazy. I am looking around at the runners and I am wishing that I could be doing the same. But instead I look like I am on a walk in the park and I'm 80. But, the good news Is I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had any more pain than usual and I feel about a million times better. For the first time in a long time I can actually say that I am feeling really optimistic and I mean it. I have realized that no matter what I can do, the important thing is to do something, anything to move my body. I need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8813918954885490424?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8813918954885490424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8813918954885490424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8813918954885490424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8813918954885490424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/exercise-is-good.html' title='Exercise is good!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2554369943432017732</id><published>2011-01-31T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:42:33.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinasour Museum Fieldtrip</title><content type='html'>Arlo's pre school class went on a field trip to the Dinosaur Museum a few weeks ago and we had so much fun. Heres the pics below. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Not on the field trip)This is a pic of Arlo and his best buddy Isiah (from his class) eating lunch at my house. I walk in the room an this was how I found them. Just sittin their eating with their arms around eachother. I could have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568381451657830066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbdbX_wXrI/AAAAAAAABMU/MvHKvJROcPM/s200/092.JPG" /&gt;Heres the kids at the beginning of the tour. Their teacher was explaining what they were going to see and what they were going to do. She was telling the kids  that in the beginning they would walk through a dark tunnel when suddenly Arlo raised his hand. When he got called on on he blurted out "well, I'm afraid of the dark". all of the parents, including me just started laughing. I love his honesty.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568386220743417058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbhw-OXXOI/AAAAAAAABNk/AnPXyK234vY/s200/093.JPG" /&gt;Heres Arlo &amp;amp; Dyl playing in the sand&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfmHNsGlI/AAAAAAAABNM/zpyEwLyv3Kw/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383835154684498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfmHNsGlI/AAAAAAAABNM/zpyEwLyv3Kw/s200/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383251138191074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfEHlTnuI/AAAAAAAABM8/tnJ9R8L6aXo/s200/121.JPG" /&gt;Dyl loved this Dinosaur&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383829739994914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbflzCufyI/AAAAAAAABNE/npwSgOSd_2I/s200/126.JPG" /&gt;Heres Arlo's class by the big shark&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383240513631186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfDgANs9I/AAAAAAAABM0/0faEF-WMes4/s200/117.JPG" /&gt;The boys both loved playing with the water &amp;amp; sand&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383234063440226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfDH-XmWI/AAAAAAAABMs/KFlx6UmDwFI/s200/109.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568381473906925858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbdcq4WoSI/AAAAAAAABMk/__AoYywuwIk/s200/107.JPG" /&gt;Dad is lunch for the Triceratops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383843100709794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbfmk0K06I/AAAAAAAABNU/HLrgLUrDCpI/s200/131.JPG" /&gt; We had a great time. Arlo loves the Dinosaur museum. We actually went through it twice. Once with his class and once with just us. A good day!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2554369943432017732?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2554369943432017732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2554369943432017732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2554369943432017732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2554369943432017732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/dinasour-museum-fieldtrip.html' title='Dinasour Museum Fieldtrip'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbdbX_wXrI/AAAAAAAABMU/MvHKvJROcPM/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-263864765729418526</id><published>2011-01-31T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:00:38.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbcb5og0WI/AAAAAAAABMM/QH_N6hztJZg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568380361175519586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbcb5og0WI/AAAAAAAABMM/QH_N6hztJZg/s200/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic of the crafty advent calendar I made for friends for christmas...a bit late posting but I still wanted to show it off. I thought it would be a simple project, not so much but I did like they way they turned out. Sorry the pic is sideways, dont know how to turn it around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-263864765729418526?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/263864765729418526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=263864765729418526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/263864765729418526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/263864765729418526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/advent-calendar.html' title='Advent Calendar'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TUbcb5og0WI/AAAAAAAABMM/QH_N6hztJZg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-672867323158248872</id><published>2011-01-24T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:48:37.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chrstmas Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45u1o_2ZI/AAAAAAAABME/iNigOM03tdY/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565949666312313234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45u1o_2ZI/AAAAAAAABME/iNigOM03tdY/s200/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45uKDceLI/AAAAAAAABL8/Z6Da_friuQs/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565949654612080818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45uKDceLI/AAAAAAAABL8/Z6Da_friuQs/s200/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45P-hHu0I/AAAAAAAABLs/lj_5JwR-PS8/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565949136119249730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45P-hHu0I/AAAAAAAABLs/lj_5JwR-PS8/s200/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT449hcKXlI/AAAAAAAABLk/YCee5Z5PFkU/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565948819076177490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT449hcKXlI/AAAAAAAABLk/YCee5Z5PFkU/s200/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heres som pics of Arlo's christmas program. It was the cutest thing ever. I cant believe how much the kids have improved since last year. Singing in front of a crowd is still not Arlo's thing, but he was so cute and did a great job.&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/6319827480273317741-672867323158248872?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/672867323158248872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=672867323158248872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/672867323158248872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/672867323158248872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/chrstmas-program.html' title='Chrstmas Program'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT45u1o_2ZI/AAAAAAAABME/iNigOM03tdY/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2851305701795419919</id><published>2011-01-20T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T08:00:39.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things he says...</title><content type='html'>I love my sweet little big boy Arlo.  This morning was using my grabber to pick stuff up and Arlo wanted to know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Mom, why are you using the grabber still? is it because your back still hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yea sometimes it does, and this helps to protect it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: when do you think it will get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I dont know bud but its a lot better than in the beginning, when I just had surgery dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Yea, but you don't have to use your grabber. If you need to pick something up I can just do it for you, all you have to do is ask. Like if you need to find Dyl's binky just say "Arlo can you get me Dyl's binky" and I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Thanks sweety I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: I don't want your back to hurt. I wouldn't reccommend you pick anything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: your probably right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Just ask me, but if you really want to pick things up you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Thanks sweetie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2851305701795419919?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2851305701795419919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2851305701795419919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2851305701795419919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2851305701795419919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-he-says.html' title='The things he says...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-4502419242584335437</id><published>2011-01-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:54:31.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres to a good New Year!</title><content type='html'>So glad its the new year! I feel like It is time for a fresh start and a great year. Things have been going good around here. It has settled down since all of the holiday festivities. I am trying to keep my resolutions simple this year. I always have so many things I want to do... but here are my top ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity- I want to focus on more activity for myself and also the family. I have been a bit overwhelmed by this one since the surgery. Right before it happened I was doing so great with my physical activity, I was training for my 1/2 marathon and never felt better. I want to slowly see if I can work back, even if it's not running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutrition-this is a big one. I am kind of jaggy with this. I just want to try and implement permanant changes to my families diet. I want all of us to get nutritious well rounded meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parenting- I want to strive to learn all I can about how to raise my boys right and become a better mom. My goal is to read a book every olther month on parenting. I want to make sure I am keeping with my goals for the boys on screen time. For Dyl it's none and Arlo its 6 hours a week. We do pretty good around here with it. This is one I feel really strongly about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will stop there. I would like to do a lot more, but I know if I bog myself down I will likely not be able to stick to it....So anyhoo. thats the list. I have started out good. I have tried to do some form of excercise every day and I have been really focusing on getting the boys moving, even if it's dancing in the livingroom or running laps around the house. So far so good. I have been switching between the eliptical and the stationary bike. Doesnt hold a candle to running, but it's something. I tried my first Yoga class last night and that was a bit discouraging. I have a hard time doing most of it, which used to be a breeze before all of this. I talked with the teacher after to see what modifications I can make and she was very helpful. I am thinking I need to start with a senior yoga class or something...I think the most important thing right now is just do something. Got to start somewhere right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-4502419242584335437?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4502419242584335437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=4502419242584335437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4502419242584335437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4502419242584335437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/heres-to-good-new-year.html' title='Heres to a good New Year!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6184310581927677999</id><published>2010-12-28T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:40:06.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas....and other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT439iuk5zI/AAAAAAAABLM/nngaBnbyg9s/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565947719910221618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT439iuk5zI/AAAAAAAABLM/nngaBnbyg9s/s200/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT439K3sxnI/AAAAAAAABLE/BnGRlNvgRzg/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565947713506035314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT439K3sxnI/AAAAAAAABLE/BnGRlNvgRzg/s200/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, It seems since this surgery thing has happened I am still not up to par in all areas of life...or any really. As we were getting our christmas cards ready this year, I sat down to do our annual christmas letter but I just couldnt seem to make it happen. The only thing that came to mind was something that would say 2010 sucked see you next year. I know that is a bit extreme. I mean we had a lot of great things happen this year. I am so happy that Dyl is finally a good sleeper.for the first 5 months of his life he was the pits. Clint and I are finally running on more than a few hours between the two of us. This back surgery thing still seems a bit life altering. I know I am going to get back and I think I am actually doing great, but in all honesty it has done a number on our family and me. I have been a bit mental as a result. I am finally starting to feel like myself again. My new slower and slightly gimpy self. Wow, it sucks so bad to have to slow down, a lot. I like going fast, I like being efficient, I like to be able to get it all done, myself...yea thats not happening these days. I am learning a lot though. I am learning some things just cant matter, or I will go insane. I am learning that attitude is about 98% of everything. I forget this on some days as well. But I am so grateful. I love my little family so much. Dyl is growing so fast and is the fire and fun in the family. He loves people, He is so silly and just cracks me Arlo and Dad up all day. Arlo is the best big brother. I am so proud of what a good boy he is turning in to. He is so protective over Dyl and cant stand to see him hurt or upsett. We have had a great Christmas. Clint's sister Claire has been in town and we all slept over at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's house. It was so fun to see all of the kids opening their presents. Arlo has been in heaven with all of his cousins. My sister Heather has been doing the holidays without Eric (he is in Irac) and we all miss him. She is the toughest person I know and totally handles all three kids herself and still listens to me whine. Mom slept over their for Christmas and we all had a great lunch. It has been so much fun this year to celebrate with family. Clint has the next week off of work and we have a lot of fun things planned while his sis is in town. We even get some time with just the adults in wendover -yea! Thats whats new with us...happy holidays everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6184310581927677999?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6184310581927677999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6184310581927677999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6184310581927677999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6184310581927677999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmasand-other-things.html' title='Merry Christmas....and other things'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TT439iuk5zI/AAAAAAAABLM/nngaBnbyg9s/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7160381910469692581</id><published>2010-11-06T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:22:52.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Tree</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I wanted to do a little craft to get us in the spirit of giving and being thankful. My sis and I decided to make a thankful tree. I got this idea from a friend last year and just thought it was so cute. The kids loved painting the leaves and Arlo really got in to making a list of what he is thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our finished product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619278113048626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYF5jCCCDI/AAAAAAAABJk/UEDMTIKn5eE/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;Some of the things we are thankful for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad sleeping by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619291874723586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYF6WTEhwI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aGscReI17tU/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;Coffee....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536620198296238514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYGvG-zObI/AAAAAAAABKE/JxbNq-kQDPM/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;Starwars &amp;amp; When Mom &amp;amp; Dad play with me....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536620196198968194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYGu_Kxa4I/AAAAAAAABJ8/jXyasb4BOdA/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+015.JPG" /&gt;Quiet Moments....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536620204021921426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYGvcT6NpI/AAAAAAAABKM/9Giq2e8bM7E/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;Going to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's house....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619288066274530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYF6IHENOI/AAAAAAAABJs/J3FLf2mIQtY/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7160381910469692581?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7160381910469692581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7160381910469692581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7160381910469692581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7160381910469692581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanful-tree.html' title='Thankful Tree'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYF5jCCCDI/AAAAAAAABJk/UEDMTIKn5eE/s72-c/Fall+Leaves+2010+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8928617774535494309</id><published>2010-11-06T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:47:15.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves</title><content type='html'>Today Clint took the boys outside to play in the leaves while I had at least 30 minutes of pure bliss inside. What counts as bliss these days? Sipping some coffee, listening to some tunes (Jose Gonzoles) and sweeping my floor with absolutely no interruptions. As I was taking it all in I glaced out the window and saw all three of my boys playing so cutely in the leaves. I opened the window and snuck a few pics.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEPA3ql3I/AAAAAAAABJc/cyn5ImgzHMw/s1600/Fall+Leaves+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536617447876630386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEPA3ql3I/AAAAAAAABJc/cyn5ImgzHMw/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEOtxDKLI/AAAAAAAABJU/WHksr0qsZYs/s1600/Fall+Leaves+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536617442748606642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEOtxDKLI/AAAAAAAABJU/WHksr0qsZYs/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEOU0h1LI/AAAAAAAABJM/eY2ssqzdKrI/s1600/Fall+Leaves+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536617436052313266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEOU0h1LI/AAAAAAAABJM/eY2ssqzdKrI/s200/Fall+Leaves+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8928617774535494309?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8928617774535494309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8928617774535494309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8928617774535494309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8928617774535494309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-leaves.html' title='Fall Leaves'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TNYEPA3ql3I/AAAAAAAABJc/cyn5ImgzHMw/s72-c/Fall+Leaves+2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5794344492897532299</id><published>2010-10-31T09:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:41:30.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2jbhePfzI/AAAAAAAABIs/5VD6N0EYz54/s1600/Halloween+2010+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally...made it to the Halloween post! whew. We had a great Halloween this year! Arlo wanted to be Batman so we went with a theme. We had Batman, Robin, Catwoman and the Joker. It was fun getting all of us ready. Everyone looked great.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534252832927944274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2doTvejlI/AAAAAAAABG0/uvJB0QzXvpM/s200/Halloween+2010+071.JPG" /&gt;Dyl's Homemade Robin Costume turned out Adorable if I do say so myself.....I also don't think there is a cuter ladybug than Soph&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534253964613420626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2eqLmUhlI/AAAAAAAABHM/9AeJoGtl_fE/s200/Halloween+2010+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534252840521962786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2dowCCFSI/AAAAAAAABG8/GOuJml70ptA/s200/Halloween+2010+076.JPG" /&gt;The two of them together are ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534252847224633714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2dpJAEuXI/AAAAAAAABHE/r2RvQXns0Ic/s200/Halloween+2010+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As per tradition my Sister and her family came over along with Grandma Georgette,  Amber and her cute family-look at her adorable, new hot dog baby Rivers. Kelsi also came over so we had a great group!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534253968580962514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2eqaYQaNI/AAAAAAAABHU/NHCivzJmrbA/s200/Halloween+2010+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534254890708911682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2fgFksRkI/AAAAAAAABH0/R1cNQ-4jSz8/s200/Halloween+2010+103.JPG" /&gt; We made homemade Chili and Pumkin soup -YUM!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534253972230386674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2eqn-WM_I/AAAAAAAABHc/BMHFlPGohWE/s200/Halloween+2010+082.JPG" /&gt;Then off to Trick or treating...man was that freezing&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534254886587568754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ff2OFknI/AAAAAAAABHs/ARQ2Tipob0A/s200/Halloween+2010+100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534258137564189410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2idFDUEuI/AAAAAAAABIU/UQUsJvmytGk/s200/Halloween+2010+089.JPG" /&gt;Dyl would not have just sitting in his stroller.... he had to get out and join in at walking up to the door...at every house!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534259198969261746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ja3GALrI/AAAAAAAABIc/w6xPnAiN80o/s200/Halloween+2010+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534254884169882786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2fftNqnKI/AAAAAAAABHk/GQ_7LWzxD50/s200/Halloween+2010+098.JPG" /&gt;Cute Hay bay and Soph&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534258126659106722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2iccbVt6I/AAAAAAAABIM/IWIdhtbgOBc/s200/Halloween+2010+084.JPG" /&gt;The Baby's enjoying their candy&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255326767943522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2f5eBRD2I/AAAAAAAABIE/6PqLJfVfDR8/s200/Halloween+2010+106.JPG" /&gt;Dyl investigating Sohps wings...she wasn't diggin it&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255319364698450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2f5CcMgVI/AAAAAAAABH8/WgQKAwayoSs/s200/Halloween+2010+110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great night. The kids and the Adults had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-5794344492897532299?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5794344492897532299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5794344492897532299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5794344492897532299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5794344492897532299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2doTvejlI/AAAAAAAABG0/uvJB0QzXvpM/s72-c/Halloween+2010+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6602068569416196978</id><published>2010-10-31T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:40:22.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's Halloween Party and Parade</title><content type='html'>Every year at school Arlo has a halloween parade and party. Mom, Dad, and Dyl got to go. Arlo had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo in his parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2a-P4oR8I/AAAAAAAABGk/SySEMhQE-mg/s1600/Halloween+2010+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534248479750215842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Zq65B2KI/AAAAAAAABGE/IcyNwZc6CFg/s200/Halloween+2010+037.JPG" /&gt;Dyl trying to walk with the big kids&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534247998976248498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ZO73lSrI/AAAAAAAABF8/Oh9hwc04M14/s200/Halloween+2010+032.JPG" /&gt;The witches making a special brew&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534248487521569554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ZrX13SxI/AAAAAAAABGM/DiiOdEbJ7A8/s200/Halloween+2010+045.JPG" /&gt;Arlo eating lots of yummy stuff&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534248491409100018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ZrmUuTPI/AAAAAAAABGU/dozF2BrQcK0/s200/Halloween+2010+051.JPG" /&gt;Dyl &amp;amp; Dad&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534249905691490402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2a9676-GI/AAAAAAAABGc/N1Xoqadq0Sc/s200/Halloween+2010+063.JPG" /&gt;Dyl Joining the party&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534249911314827202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2a-P4oR8I/AAAAAAAABGk/SySEMhQE-mg/s200/Halloween+2010+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bat Suckers mom made for treats&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ZOT17NCI/AAAAAAAABF0/hXnWfXcMv4A/s1600/Halloween+2010+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534247988231877666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2ZOT17NCI/AAAAAAAABF0/hXnWfXcMv4A/s200/Halloween+2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6602068569416196978?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6602068569416196978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6602068569416196978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6602068569416196978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6602068569416196978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/arlos-halloween-party-and-parade.html' title='Arlo&apos;s Halloween Party and Parade'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Zq65B2KI/AAAAAAAABGE/IcyNwZc6CFg/s72-c/Halloween+2010+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3627500619788609906</id><published>2010-10-31T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:25:46.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Fun at Dads work and Grands</title><content type='html'>I always take the kids in to Dads work to show off their costumes. Everyone has candy and the kids get to go around and do a practice run of  trick or treating.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2XcEKdF0I/AAAAAAAABFk/mWevQNQtGkE/s1600/Halloween+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534245539254010194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2W_wsGgVI/AAAAAAAABFE/yKPt6zELnZU/s200/Halloween+2010+016.JPG" /&gt;Heres Dyl trying to give a treat instead of get one. He was a bit confused at first but he got the hang of it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534245534251316898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2W_eDXdqI/AAAAAAAABE8/uyoiQXgC64c/s200/Halloween+2010+007.JPG" /&gt;Heres My cute little bat boy&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534246009063948770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2XbG3hQeI/AAAAAAAABFU/-gVQ38llbR8/s200/Halloween+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;Didnt get any pics of Grandma and Gramps but here is us visiting them&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534246025517930306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2XcEKdF0I/AAAAAAAABFk/mWevQNQtGkE/s200/Halloween+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3627500619788609906?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3627500619788609906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3627500619788609906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3627500619788609906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3627500619788609906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/costume-fun-at-dads-work-and-grands.html' title='Costume Fun at Dads work and Grands'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2W_wsGgVI/AAAAAAAABFE/yKPt6zELnZU/s72-c/Halloween+2010+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1480159808345776740</id><published>2010-10-31T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T10:44:31.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramel Apples, cookies, &amp; Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2p7sFU6tI/AAAAAAAABI8/ziRG1JU3vyk/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534266360019086034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2p7sFU6tI/AAAAAAAABI8/ziRG1JU3vyk/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some fun getting ready for Halloween this year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the kids decorating Halloween cookies..Yum!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2SUvLb_lI/AAAAAAAABEc/Pi0HuXQD6uY/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534240243432672226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2SLgN5y-I/AAAAAAAABEU/ifSFL-5wpkI/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534240241360328146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2SLYf0VdI/AAAAAAAABEM/32SX-ZqeYtM/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534240235807498802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2SLDz64jI/AAAAAAAABEE/8DctstX3k4w/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Babies sharing some cookies &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534242658544555586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2UYFNclkI/AAAAAAAABE0/AiG17ZEi1p0/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+153.JPG" /&gt;Doing a fire pit and pumkin carving in the back yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534242640472901410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2UXB41ByI/AAAAAAAABEk/gbm36bh0K98/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534237787909821938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2P8krolfI/AAAAAAAABCc/SfOg08VUUZs/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534238205884662450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2QU5wmgrI/AAAAAAAABCs/VbCFnAo6yiI/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534237814568571810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2P-H_k06I/AAAAAAAABCk/QOazgQGi1Ac/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534238873785689586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Q7x4nZfI/AAAAAAAABDU/7N0GBjDNXjE/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534238209395782946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2QVG1t9SI/AAAAAAAABC0/kzMt-VN6YyY/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534238860561549202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Q7AnvB5I/AAAAAAAABDE/ndsLhqSg1GY/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+136.JPG" /&gt; Eating Pie After YUM!&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534239380012812130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2RZPukR2I/AAAAAAAABDc/lrtWR1ONAHU/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+147.JPG" /&gt;Mom and Arlo making Caramel Apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534233036427252978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2LoAB6VPI/AAAAAAAABB8/THsDe77BmtI/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2PoUz1ewI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y9PZ_Qk4aEo/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534237440051870466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2PoUz1ewI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y9PZ_Qk4aEo/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534233046805899378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2LomsX6HI/AAAAAAAABCE/Urw-kg_zpUA/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+083.JPG" /&gt; We had lots of good treats and good times. I love this time of year!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1480159808345776740?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1480159808345776740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1480159808345776740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1480159808345776740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1480159808345776740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/caramel-apples-cookies-pumpkins.html' title='Caramel Apples, cookies, &amp; Pumpkins'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2p7sFU6tI/AAAAAAAABI8/ziRG1JU3vyk/s72-c/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1621864315917948359</id><published>2010-10-31T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:28:27.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip to the Fire Station</title><content type='html'>Arlo went with his class on a fieldtrip to the fire station. We had a great time!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231497187661794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2KOZ6mF-I/AAAAAAAABBs/ycZ-cF3UAEs/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Kcv7h7vI/AAAAAAAABB0/0dWxQc3eTZU/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231743615332082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Kcv7h7vI/AAAAAAAABB0/0dWxQc3eTZU/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arlo's Cute little class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2KOL83YuI/AAAAAAAABBk/w4yMpsCLq_k/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231493439087330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2KOL83YuI/AAAAAAAABBk/w4yMpsCLq_k/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Firefigther showing the kids what they look like in their uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2J5yeJ1YI/AAAAAAAABBc/jYBgQpaECBM/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231143002002818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2J5yeJ1YI/AAAAAAAABBc/jYBgQpaECBM/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing the kids how to crawl under the smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2J5vAl1HI/AAAAAAAABBU/3AAkXtO9xHs/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231142072702066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2J5vAl1HI/AAAAAAAABBU/3AAkXtO9xHs/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arlo and his best friend Isiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2JokWxKyI/AAAAAAAABBM/LzfQvU0Q8OI/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534230847155153698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2JokWxKyI/AAAAAAAABBM/LzfQvU0Q8OI/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adorable Puppet Show about fire safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Jn5r3SoI/AAAAAAAABBE/sC9qoRS1c-I/s1600/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534230835700910722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2Jn5r3SoI/AAAAAAAABBE/sC9qoRS1c-I/s200/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day!&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/6319827480273317741-1621864315917948359?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1621864315917948359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1621864315917948359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1621864315917948359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1621864315917948359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/field-trip-to-fire-station.html' title='Field Trip to the Fire Station'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2KOZ6mF-I/AAAAAAAABBs/ycZ-cF3UAEs/s72-c/Pumpkin+Carving+2010+113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-4408237299277126443</id><published>2010-10-31T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:12:28.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Crochet Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is a blanket I made for Bon's new little Lexi. She is such a sweet little baby. We are glad she's here.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534228151925153618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2HLr13H1I/AAAAAAAABAM/c5OxtXNiDSY/s200/Halloween+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534228146647246674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2HLYLgp1I/AAAAAAAABAE/YMgfvamjymE/s200/Halloween+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-4408237299277126443?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4408237299277126443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=4408237299277126443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4408237299277126443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4408237299277126443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/latest-crochet-creation.html' title='Latest Crochet Creation'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TM2HLr13H1I/AAAAAAAABAM/c5OxtXNiDSY/s72-c/Halloween+2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3820666470696834461</id><published>2010-10-11T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:26:19.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Being Mom</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day back on the job! I have had people, mainly my sister practically living here the past month to help me take care of the boys and the house while I have been recovering from surgery. I have been so grateful for everyone. I really don't know what we would have done without them. Last week we started slowly having me with the boys for a few hours at a time and today I went it alone. I am very happy to report that it went great! I was a bit nervous about how I would handle chasing after Dyl with all of the restrictions I have on bending, picking up etc. I think there is going to be a bit of a learning curve to figure out how to not do more than I should, but the good news is we did great and I feel really good. No back pain, so that is a great sign. I have been doing lots of physical theraphy which I think has helped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized a lot of things about the job as a homemaker since I have been down. first, I really, really love doing it. Sometimes I think it's easy to forget and get bogged down by the day to day realities of being a stay at home mom, but there is nothing in the world I would rather be doing than being here with my boys. Secondly, I really need to chill and stop being such a perfectionist. There is absolutely nothing harder for a person like me than to sit there and watch everyone do my job for me. I about went insane...but I had to let go, a lot. I could not expect things to be done the way I wanted them to be. Not with everything that was going on. When people were over helping, like my sister or Bonnie, they had their kids, my kids, me, and my house. There was just no way it was all going to happen! This was extremely hard for me. I realized that I am a very exacting person and sometimes have unrealistic expectations of myself. I think sitting in the midst of chaos and not being able to do a thing about it was exactly what I needed. I found out that I am not going to spontaniously combust if the house is a mess, Dyl is pouring out the contents of his bottle on the floor, and Arlo has lunch on his face... at dinner. Third, I want to remember how much the help and support of family and friends has meant to me, and I need to committ to pay it forward. I want to be the type of person that finds a way to help when people need it. and Forth, I love my Husband and boys so much! I cant believe how much Clint has stepped it up through this whole mess. He has always been a very helpful, hands on Dad but he has been cooking the meals, doing the laundry, listening to me cry and whine, scrubbing the toilet, helping me dress, shower, and giving me lots of pep talks. I am so thankful I have been able to gain a new perspective through this whole thing. I am so happy to be back doing what I love with the people I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3820666470696834461?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3820666470696834461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3820666470696834461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3820666470696834461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3820666470696834461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-to-being-mom.html' title='Back to Being Mom'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-4570452920248330630</id><published>2010-10-10T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:46:31.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Best Big Boy!</title><content type='html'>Wow here we are again and another year has passed. You are already four. I feel like I blinked and it happened. It has been quite a year. Three was filled with a lot of ups and downs and in betweens. You really kept me on my toes this year. You were definately trying to figure your little three year old self out and through the process, put me through it at times. Your fire, drive, and intellegence are quite a lot to contend with little man! You have grown up so much and have turned into such a thoughtful, helpful and respectful boy. I couldnt feel more thankful that we have you. Some things that have developed in you this year;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fierce protector and Mom's best ally. If you think that anyone, including Daddy is messing with me, you will jump in and let them have it. You are the same way with your little Brother Dyl and your best friends. Anyone who has you in their court will have a loyal friend who is true to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have turned into a very rational, logical little guy. as you have gotten closer to four, you have started to really try and take a step back, think things through, and look for your responsibility in things. You are starting to put yourself in other peoples shoes. You have realized your wrong doing on many occasions and came to Mom and Dad to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your curiosity for new things is endless. This was something I talked about when you were three and you are still the same way. When you find something you want to know about, you have to find out every single detail about it. This year it has been Batman &amp;amp; Spiderman. Also any type of wild cat (jaguars, leopards etc) you still love to learn about Dinosaurs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great student. When I watch you in your preschool class I am so proud. You are very respectful to your teachers. You pay attention so well and always follow directions. You are very helpful to your friends and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great imagination and can play by yourself for a long period of time. You also have great ideas about what to do when you are playing with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learning empathy. You do not like to see those you love sad or in pain. Since mom has hurt her back you have been my best little buddy. It makes you so sad when I am sad or don't feel good and you are always quick to come give me a hug and ask me what you can do. You cant stand to see Dyl get hurt. When he got his shots at the Dr's, you cried with him. You are a thoughtful little guy. Sometimes I forget just how sensitive you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the new things I have seen in you this year. You are such a great little boy and Mom, Dad and Dyl love you so much. Happy Birthday buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-4570452920248330630?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4570452920248330630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=4570452920248330630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4570452920248330630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4570452920248330630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-to-my-best-big-boy.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Best Big Boy!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8806301878296807092</id><published>2010-10-10T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:13:33.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Arlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJvkyYA8XI/AAAAAAAAA_U/T8vKU-c-i9A/s1600/Arlo+4th+birthday+217.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This post is really over due. My special little guy turned 4 August 18! People told me that it all goes so fast, and they werent kidding! I have no idea how my baby boy is already 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per Dilley tradition, we woke Arlo up bright and early singing happy birthday to candlelight and his favorite bagel (asiago w/strawberry cream cheese) Then we headed upstairs for presents! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526595956202402466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJpvbKN8qI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3L8sW1B8IdA/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526596584510540386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJqT_yjSmI/AAAAAAAAA-U/SEPbKun8aSE/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+169.JPG" /&gt;Later that day he had his cute little gymnastic class.&lt;br /&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526599229400893090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJst8xjRqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/3yfOAmz98zM/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526599222608345282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJstjeFOMI/AAAAAAAAA-s/9q97iAcbNzk/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526599213830719298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJstCxVR0I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IduFR8kj7oM/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+182.JPG" /&gt;Then I took him and Dyl for a happy meal and to hang at the play land. Arlo was so cute with Dyl and helped him a lot on the slide.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526596592854382962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJqUe34OXI/AAAAAAAAA-c/pXuha2VtG9g/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526600684716503922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJuCqP1M3I/AAAAAAAAA-8/CV94IuPujAs/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+211.JPG" /&gt;For his birthday dinner Arlo requested Grilled Cheese sandwiches, cheetos, strawberries and Blue Gatorade to drink...the kid knows what he wants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526600693883996146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJuDMZiB_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/D0poNGghdPE/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+214.JPG" /&gt;He got to eat outside with his cousins Hailey and ET &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526600702665718562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJuDtHQeyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/YeVzy31H6uI/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we all sang Happy Birthday and had chocolate batman brownies with mint frosting.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526602379478586434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJvlTumVEI/AAAAAAAAA_c/pa7Ks856Aa0/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526602390002905666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJvl67yskI/AAAAAAAAA_k/my0spniTK8I/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+223.JPG" /&gt;I didnt get pics but Grandma Georgette, Aunt Heather, Uncle Eric, ET, Hay, Soph, Mom, Dad, and Dyl were all there to celebrate. Happy 4th buddy we love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8806301878296807092?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8806301878296807092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8806301878296807092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8806301878296807092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8806301878296807092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-arlo.html' title='Happy Birthday Arlo'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TLJpvbKN8qI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3L8sW1B8IdA/s72-c/Arlo+4th+birthday+165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8922244161431602051</id><published>2010-10-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T13:48:01.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needing Positive Vibes....</title><content type='html'>A lot of good things have been happening here. I have been released to drive and I am learning how to pick baby's up and clean as a cripple (he he). Why is it then that I have been completely nuts this week? I have been trying and trying to figure out what in the world is going on with me and the thing I am realizing is my attitude is sucking. I should be thrilled, no extactic that things can slowly start getting back to normal around here but instead it seems like all I can focus on is the negative. What's not working instead of what is. What's done is done. I have had this happen to my back. I can't undue or change that so why not just think that I am going to heal and get totally back to normal? I just don't get it. I have been having so much anxiety and fear about what is going to happen with me down the road. (sure wish I wouldn't have done work comp for 2 years dealing with people who NEVER seem to heal from back surgery) I had my first Physical Theraphy appointment and I did great, but afterwards had a lot of pain. I am sure this is totally normal, but instead of keeping positive and not worrying about it I spent a good part of the night feeling like I am doomed to a life with a bad back and I will never be able to do normal activities or run again. I need to feel positive! Half of how well your body recovers after things like this is how you mentally feel about it. I have got to make a committment to stay positive and believe that I can and will get totally back to normal. I need to believe! The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8922244161431602051?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8922244161431602051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8922244161431602051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8922244161431602051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8922244161431602051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/needing-positive-vibes.html' title='Needing Positive Vibes....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8731496231301777001</id><published>2010-09-26T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:36:40.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My how time fly's when your sitting in a lazy boy....</title><content type='html'>This september has not been the funnest on record here at the Dilley household. I have been having back pain since Dyl was born but havent thought much of it. I just figured I pulled some muscles and over time things would heal. About 3 weeks ago , after a work trip of Clint's I started having numbness on one side of my leg. I made an appointment with a back Dr. who seemed to think that a bit of Physical Theraphy would take care of the problem, which was most likely a small disk herniation or strain . He told me I could continue training for my half marathon, and he didnt think there was much to worry about....&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to a week later. I had just gotten back from my run and was going through my regular morning routine with the boys when all of the sudden I was felt extreme stabbing pains in my butt and down my leg. The pain was so intense I couldnt sit down or stop walking for that matter. I had to call Clint and have him come home. Luckily my follow up with the back Dr was that day. When I went into the Dr's office and told the attending physician what was going on he immediately went and got a surgeon who then went over my MRI with me. Lets just say it was not good. ... so the next day I went in for emergency surgery for a severe disk herniation, which had broken off in my spinal column and here we are 2 weeks later. I am doing really well. I just have major restrictions for like a month. I pretty much am able to lay down, sit on an incline and walk a bit. Thats about it. Thank goodness for my husband, family and friends who have all pictched in to help take care of me and the kids. The good news is I am feeling really good and hopefully at the end of the month I can get back to my normal activities. I cannot stand sitting -actually laying around while everyone else is taking care of my house and family. I cant wait to get back to normal. I have been blown away by everyone's generosity and helpfulness. I really don't know what we would be doing without it. My sister has practically been living here and I have had so much help from others. I am such a lucky person to have so many people who care and have been willing to help. I have been a basketcase but everyone has just been putting up with me and bringing me lots of food. I can not believe what a different perspective this has given me. I have lots of blogging I need to catch up on. Both of my beautiful boys have had their birthdays and Arlo has started school. So much has been happening around here. It is going to take me a while to get caught up on everything. Especially since I can only sit for 15 min and hour and my 15 min are up! catch up on more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8731496231301777001?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8731496231301777001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8731496231301777001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8731496231301777001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8731496231301777001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-how-time-flys-when-your-sitting-in.html' title='My how time fly&apos;s when your sitting in a lazy boy....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6947160400524404332</id><published>2010-09-06T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:35:27.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins, Sleepovers and July 24th</title><content type='html'>Here I am trying to catch up on Blogging once again. This summer was filled with lots of good times with the cousins and friends. Here are some highlights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Teague came in town we had a very fun week. We had all of the cousins do a campout/sleepover in the back yard. We roasted marshmallows in the firepit and slept out on the trampoline. The kids had a blast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather and Eric &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805820377829282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TIT5LiQaD6I/AAAAAAAAA90/KCXA9VKAFDA/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kira, Hailey, Teague and Arlo jumpin around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798183933314162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITyPCSKBHI/AAAAAAAAA88/OFpq3Z7Y3VQ/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls waking up&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798195985065826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITyPvLhJ2I/AAAAAAAAA9E/31oWHYM3g9c/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+100.JPG" /&gt;Dylan wanting to join the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798198793628050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITyP5pIaZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/U_whIKBzH5s/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+104.JPG" /&gt;Everyone eating some Pancakes, Eggs and bacon&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798773214704658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITyxVhydBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/gY0OPdLDGb4/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798764677620514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITyw1uY4yI/AAAAAAAAA9c/5UFqDj69aAE/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513798759111943810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITywg_bZoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/v5prEdO0dxg/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+119.JPG" /&gt;The cousins Celebrating July 24th at aunt Heather's house&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time Arlo and Teague saw eachother. The were a very excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITxthvbENI/AAAAAAAAA80/5KgmySYfr1k/s1600/Arlo+4th+birthday+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513797608262013138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITxthvbENI/AAAAAAAAA80/5KgmySYfr1k/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the cousins on the tramp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513797602607133570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITxtMrMc4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/eBiEgcIQU50/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+008.JPG" /&gt;Hailey, Teague and Arlo waiting for the fireworks show&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805813239071314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TIT5LHqZQlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iLHnKXHC_fQ/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+046.JPG" /&gt;The boys enjoying their fireworks experience&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513795369948177410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITvrPX0ZAI/AAAAAAAAA7k/6OwGfY1tqaQ/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+031.JPG" /&gt;Getting ready to use their pop rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513794732317628962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITvGIA2WiI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Os_iHBQE3RY/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+024.JPG" /&gt;The boys sneaking in some hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807076219335842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TIT6UooWtKI/AAAAAAAAA98/j35g0Di0_gE/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+019.JPG" /&gt;The baby's hangin&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITxaj9dyHI/AAAAAAAAA8c/BdbgpKbrhFM/s1600/Arlo+4th+birthday+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513797282440267890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITxaj9dyHI/AAAAAAAAA8c/BdbgpKbrhFM/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dinosaur Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITwMc6p7DI/AAAAAAAAA78/LfYLNERc3z8/s1600/Arlo+4th+birthday+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513795940519636018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITwMc6p7DI/AAAAAAAAA78/LfYLNERc3z8/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITwMKRfnKI/AAAAAAAAA70/vVdU0K_t8QY/s1600/Arlo+4th+birthday+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513795935515155618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TITwMKRfnKI/AAAAAAAAA70/vVdU0K_t8QY/s200/Arlo+4th+birthday+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/6319827480273317741-6947160400524404332?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6947160400524404332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6947160400524404332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6947160400524404332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6947160400524404332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/cousins-sleepovers-and-july-24th.html' title='Cousins, Sleepovers and July 24th'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TIT5LiQaD6I/AAAAAAAAA90/KCXA9VKAFDA/s72-c/Arlo+4th+birthday+092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3956574315200653995</id><published>2010-07-31T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:03:56.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Arlo Moments</title><content type='html'>Here are some conversations Arlo and I have had this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does the remote work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Mom you know how the remote control closes the T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Well how does that work ? I mean I know the remote has batteries that makes it work but how does the remote close the T.V.? Is it electric?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Wow bud, were going to have to ask dad about this when he gets home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: He knows more about this stuff huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is it we live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Mom what is this place? this place we are in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Midvale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: No Midvale is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Utah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: No...like we are all in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: America?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: (Exasperated)&lt;br /&gt; NO bigger, we all live here it's a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Oh, the earth your talking about the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Yea-so how are we driving on it? why dont we fall off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Well buddy it's kind of complicated but it's a really big ball so some parts are kind of flat and gravity help keeps us on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: What's gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (once again out of answers) well, lets ask Dad about how gravity &amp;amp; the Earth works when he gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am leader of lunch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: I am hungry when is lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: how about around 11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: no, it is going to be in 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: How come you get to decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: I'm not a stunt dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: (laughing) do you mean grunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: yea, I am not a grunt I am the leader of lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snugglefest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dad is sitting on the couch snuggling both boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: I have got to get out of this snugglefest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3956574315200653995?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3956574315200653995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3956574315200653995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3956574315200653995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3956574315200653995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/classic-arlo-moments.html' title='Classic Arlo Moments'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8910684804826316463</id><published>2010-07-23T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:59:06.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made something pretty...and the kids are sick</title><content type='html'>This week we have all been at home sick. the boys got Cocksaki virus. Heard of it? I hadn't  . Poor little Dyl got it and then Arlo. I actually think it was good for all of us to have some down time, and I don't do it unless I am forced to. Everyone is slowly starting to feel better. While at home this week I got inspired to make some pillows for my couch. With my crafty buddy Sonya's help I made these. They even have zippers! yea me&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn-_vXyQtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/34wuL0B070A/s1600/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497205191183844050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn-_vXyQtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/34wuL0B070A/s200/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn-_YtKv_I/AAAAAAAAA68/q_5dfFdzoKk/s1600/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497205185099513842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn-_YtKv_I/AAAAAAAAA68/q_5dfFdzoKk/s200/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn--oQjm5I/AAAAAAAAA60/jCkEQXQ8npE/s1600/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497205172094606226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn--oQjm5I/AAAAAAAAA60/jCkEQXQ8npE/s200/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8910684804826316463?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8910684804826316463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8910684804826316463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8910684804826316463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8910684804826316463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-something-prettyand-kids-are.html' title='I made something pretty...and the kids are sick'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TEn-_vXyQtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/34wuL0B070A/s72-c/Jess%27s+Couch+pillows+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-798686658055835379</id><published>2010-07-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:34:35.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times in Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD-JKKd1RjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/vNLMvH6HlL0/s1600/clint+jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494260878116472370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD-JKKd1RjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/vNLMvH6HlL0/s200/clint+jess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family just took our first big trip together. Clint's sister Claire lives in Georgia and has for the past 7 years and we haven't been able to get out to see them. We decided we needed to make it happen this summer and I am so glad we did! We had the best time. It is absolutely beautiful there, and it was so fun to stay with Claire and her family. They were such thoughtful hosts and  did everything they could to make our stay a good one. I came back feeling more rested than I have since I had Dylan. This 2 kid thing has really thrown me for a loop. Being the perfectionist I am I have really been struggling to adjust. I have been so hyper focused on doing everything exactly right as a mother and wife that I have been forgetting to relax, marvel at my boys and enjoy the ride. This trip was such a bonding experience for all of us. I felt like we got to know Claire and her family on a more intimate level and I have such respect for her family and the way they have raised their kids. We had 10 days to just hang out, have fun and get some rest! I also had so much help with the boys. Clint is such a great dad and having him their with me all day every day was the best. Claire, Todd and the kids were so helpful with the boys. Anytime I needed extra hands someone was their. I cant believe how great it felt to have so much support. We did so many fun things, below are some pics of the highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at the airport and on the plane....&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493785367053038226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3YrxtvcpI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HXZgfHtagIU/s200/thru+07_09_10+106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493785361736883458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3Yrd6RXQI/AAAAAAAAAys/3cD62_4Ucgo/s200/thru+07_09_10+105.JPG" /&gt; This is such a funny one. thank goodness for the fold up tray. This was Dyl's absolute favorite thing on the flight. The boys were so good! I was so proud of both of them. We had a layover, which was delayed and we sat on the tarmac for over and hour. They were troopers! we got a lot of comments from the other passengers about how great they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493786000859511186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3ZQq0-uZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/aKa7nLbH744/s200/thru+07_09_10+108.JPG" /&gt;Pics of Claire, Her family and the kids&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494248579185219970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD99-RYHmYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/J02KxlyKQ-U/s200/13.jpg" /&gt;Hailey has turned into such a responsible, beautiful and warm person. It was great to see her&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494248568994937490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD999rakOpI/AAAAAAAAA4E/vXA56QpFcks/s200/11.jpg" /&gt;Daine is all grown up and getting ready for college this year. He is such a funny, intellegent kid with a great head on his shoulders. He is going to do great in school.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494259260700293522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD-HsBHw-ZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/nr7AserO3Cg/s200/SM.jpg" /&gt;The boys just LOVED beau-he was such a sweet little dog.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494248578750411010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD99-Pwc8QI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GSh6BH8ZK_s/s200/12.jpg" /&gt; Here we are in a little town called Helen. It was the neatest place. It was a little German town with a whole bunch of cute little shops and great German food. We all shared a bavarian pretzle at the beginning of our meal that was Amazing! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787861077551522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3a88rhaaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/o2zwffozJvc/s200/thru+07_09_10+129.JPG" /&gt;Todd, Chase, Clint and Arlo decided to go tubing down the river their and Claire Dyl and I sat at this cute little bar, sipped some margarita's (Dont worry, just Claire and I) and waited for the boys to come down. Here is some pics I got of their adventure. Arlo Loved it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787869025449410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3a9aSctcI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GTDUL5tVhN4/s200/thru+07_09_10+140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493790225383380658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3dGkZ9VrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/P28hnzgiZoE/s200/thru+07_09_10+136.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494248558338396146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD999Dt2T_I/AAAAAAAAA38/LeSDQED4DkQ/s200/9.jpg" /&gt;Here is a pic of Claire Todd Dayne and Chase on the 4th of July. They took us to their town carnival and Fire works show. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493790234623463858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3dHG090bI/AAAAAAAAAzc/DQ1q85vmYls/s200/thru+07_09_10+142.JPG" /&gt; Us on the 4th&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791616124370546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3eXhUcvnI/AAAAAAAAAzk/YP7muyX6gZQ/s200/thru+07_09_10+143.JPG" /&gt;Chase and Arlo going on some slides together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791629809176050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3eYUTKTfI/AAAAAAAAAzs/K6NYfZO11xA/s200/thru+07_09_10+145.JPG" /&gt;Chase was such a great cousin for Arlo to play with on the trip. He always took the time for him and Arlo just loved it. Since we have gotten home he has asked multiple times when he can see his cousin Chase again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493792751454880866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3fZmwVhGI/AAAAAAAAAz0/EcDrTYlqW0E/s200/thru+07_09_10+156.JPG" /&gt; Dad and the boys -all having a great time&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493792758078736898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3fZ_bligI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Q2-2ErOJjgI/s200/thru+07_09_10+159.JPG" /&gt; Dyl being Patriotic while waiting for the fireworks&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493794630637696114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3hG_QbtHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r1ueJpht92k/s200/thru+07_09_10+162.JPG" /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; the boys watching the fireworks-they Loved them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493794634214404898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3hHMlL8yI/AAAAAAAAA0M/d5lWKF48Sg4/s200/thru+07_09_10+171.JPG" /&gt;Arlo &amp;amp; Hayley with Sparklers&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249187877351266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9-hs7ob2I/AAAAAAAAA40/YL-VrRgAsXg/s200/24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249183979020114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9-heaMn1I/AAAAAAAAA4s/ty5A-d_uXO8/s200/23.jpg" /&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;All of us getting ready &amp;amp; going to the Atlanta braves game-Both Dyl and Arlo were sporting adorable Braves Shirts and hats that Aunt Claire got for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493797755405968802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD3j837PpaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/aM7smGc9ywE/s200/thru+07_09_10+172.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249165299398898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9-gY0oOPI/AAAAAAAAA4c/jd_p-BPImJw/s200/18.jpg" /&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249171841333106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9-gxMWN3I/AAAAAAAAA4k/sEjPeYPUcGo/s200/22.jpg" /&gt;Us at the Atlanta Aquarium-This place was amazing. One of Arlo's favorite days on the whole trip. He loved it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249689544694834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9--5ycnDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/fTL0I5rbzTY/s200/BGCA2LD35G.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494250193202266210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9_cODxQGI/AAAAAAAAA50/leXVsMIgHxI/s200/BGCAEGXXQ4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494250176966049010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9_bRkwPPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/FOLQg9OjRJU/s200/BGCA8S96US.jpg" /&gt;All of us at dinner. Claire took us to this yummy mexican place for my B-day. We had a lot of fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494260869337769490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD-JJpw05hI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rvDmKvMbc18/s200/BGCAJL8M67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494249700621823570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9-_jDcLlI/AAAAAAAAA5U/zlAWgVqRzQw/s200/BGCA3Q5JSN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494250182989443810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD9_boA18uI/AAAAAAAAA5s/f9OS8dHjq_8/s200/BGCA99ZW8B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the LOOOOOOOOOONG post, but this was a great trip. It was hard to leave anything out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-798686658055835379?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/798686658055835379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=798686658055835379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/798686658055835379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/798686658055835379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-times-in-georgia.html' title='Good times in Georgia'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD-JKKd1RjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/vNLMvH6HlL0/s72-c/clint+jess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7821228737206236494</id><published>2010-07-13T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:11:25.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's last week of school!</title><content type='html'>Arlo's pre school he attends is the absolute best place ever! not only did they put on an adorable broadway show which all of the kids had so much fun doing, they had the funnest last week of school  planned for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are his Teachers who he has grown so attached to over the course of the year. I just love them both and have so much respect for the way they do their job. They are always so fun and energetic with the kids. They keep everything positive, are so nurturing and great with classroom management. In otherwords, they pretty much can do it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Ms. Lani doing the cutest little song with the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0l0bfBzBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/MV-f7Vseflk/s1600/thru+07_09_10+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493588703123196946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0l0bfBzBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/MV-f7Vseflk/s200/thru+07_09_10+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ms. Debbi with Arlo &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493588186715418866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0lWXt0cPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/SNs62SDg6Hc/s200/thru+07_09_10+069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Arlo and his 4 buddies in class on their school carnival/dress up day. They had so much fun. The teachers had different games that the kids could pick to play and if they won they got a ticket which they could spend at a little store. The moms helped man all of the games etc. It was such a fun day.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493588195325483506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0lW3ynmfI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ln4e8pIWP8Y/s200/thru+07_09_10+074.JPG" /&gt; This is Arlos best buddy Isaih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0k_uaqaOI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7CEG1F9OEqw/s1600/thru+07_09_10+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493587797672093922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0k_uaqaOI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7CEG1F9OEqw/s200/thru+07_09_10+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the plant Arlo and I made for his teachers to thank them for doing such a great job. Check out the pot-Arlo painted it himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0k_DsMFiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/LtUiJFj2BoQ/s1600/thru+07_09_10+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493587786202879522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0k_DsMFiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/LtUiJFj2BoQ/s200/thru+07_09_10+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the coolest box car ever that Arlo and his dad made together for his drive in movie day. I just loved this idea. The kids all made their own car that they got to take to school and sit in to watch a "drive in movie" they all got a drink and popcorn and got to watch the princess and the frog on a projector screen. They loved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0koY4sQcI/AAAAAAAAAxk/DC8XQN37Juc/s1600/thru+07_09_10+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493587396755472834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0koY4sQcI/AAAAAAAAAxk/DC8XQN37Juc/s200/thru+07_09_10+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493591633547513394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0ofAKoTjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cj5WpG2Um-w/s200/thru+07_09_10+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493591628743958498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0oeuRX3-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/-xraf58JbRY/s200/thru+07_09_10+057.JPG" /&gt;What a great week! school has been such a positive experience for Arlo and has helped him to come out of his shell so much. He has gained a lot of confidence over the year. It was hard for both of us in the beginning-but it has been such a good thing. I am so glad we stuck with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other big thing that Arlo has done this year is gotten his Alphabet king crown. When the kids learn all of their ABC's (upper and lowercase and all of the sounds) the teachers celebrate them buy having them wear an alphabet crown all day at school and they get their picture taken. Arlo was so excited. Mom and Dad were really proud. I will post a pic soon. Yeah Arlo! your first year was such a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7821228737206236494?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7821228737206236494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7821228737206236494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7821228737206236494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7821228737206236494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/arlos-last-week-of-school.html' title='Arlo&apos;s last week of school!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TD0l0bfBzBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/MV-f7Vseflk/s72-c/thru+07_09_10+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1933937244323847981</id><published>2010-07-10T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:35:25.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Catching up to do...Arlo's big show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow! has it really been 3 months since my last post? how does this keep happening? I just have to find a way to keep up on this blogging thing with 2 little ones....anyhoo heres a bit of what we have been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo has completed his first year of pre school! what a proud momma I am. He has blossomed so much since he started. At his first little show they did, he was so nervous and had a hard time being up on the stage. This time he was a pro. He even did some of the singing and hand motions. Those of you who know my little guy know that this is not his bag, but he did it!! Here are some pics of his big Broadway show they did for the parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the boys getting ready to do Fairie's and Giants. This is an imaginary game the kids did at least once a week in class. There is a little story about the fairy's getting chased by the giants and the teachers turn on a tape which is narrated with music and let the kids role play the whole thing out. They all absolutely loved it and begged and begged to do it.he just loved being able to pretend to be a giant and chase the fairys around.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492488886196808674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk9iqKKq-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/XD2idhc78pI/s200/thru+07_09_10+046.JPG" /&gt;below are pics of the kids doing adorable actions to some broadway type songs like "New York, New York" and "Singin in the rain" etc. It was SO CUTE! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492487134387389250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk78sKQQ0I/AAAAAAAAAw0/ogzK6aImY5E/s200/thru+07_09_10+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492488158056472562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk84Rn-3_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/4JVNslIAtfg/s200/thru+07_09_10+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492488143812315474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk83cj6SVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/6ROJiHkWcdY/s200/thru+07_09_10+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492487141905215314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk79IKpL1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/KafnOCHfA9o/s200/thru+07_09_10+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492486478552378162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk7Wg_AKzI/AAAAAAAAAws/qHCrl2wgahw/s200/thru+07_09_10+009.JPG" /&gt;Each kid got a little award from their teacher for something they were most remembered for that year. Arlo got MR. HOLLYWOOD because his teacher said he just had a cool little demeaner and he never entered class without his sunglasses (He always remembered to take them off and put them in his bag at the beginning of class though)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492491527182778178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk_8YmSf0I/AAAAAAAAAxc/7E2OYLTy9BQ/s200/thru+07_09_10+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492486471631797906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk7WHNAfpI/AAAAAAAAAwk/dBgNv0l8jHw/s200/thru+07_09_10+003.JPG" /&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/6319827480273317741-1933937244323847981?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1933937244323847981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1933937244323847981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1933937244323847981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1933937244323847981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/lots-of-catching-up-to-doagain.html' title='Lots of Catching up to do...Arlo&apos;s big show'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/TDk9iqKKq-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/XD2idhc78pI/s72-c/thru+07_09_10+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8990091635568970456</id><published>2010-05-19T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:17:13.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna be a Runner</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am committing in front of the whole entire world again...he he ok, the few of you who read my blog. I am going to start training to run a 1/2 marathon. I have been looking around for a good starter run and I found one that takes place in Layton in October. It says the run is not super difficult and I think that would give me enough time to get it together. I am going to start small with a 5k in june and then a 10k in august. I have always wanted to do this and the thing is I'm not getting any younger, less tired or finding more time available. I figure I need to start NOW. So any of you who are runners, and I know quite a few of you are, I need tips! I have been researching how to train etc. but there are a lot of different things out there. If you have found something that has worked for you please share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8990091635568970456?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8990091635568970456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8990091635568970456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8990091635568970456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8990091635568970456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-gonna-be-runner.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna be a Runner'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2759646206866567178</id><published>2010-05-12T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T05:28:16.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just ate a cake, the baby said momma, and our house was hit by a car</title><content type='html'>Well, as you can see from the above title a lot has been going on at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dilley&lt;/span&gt; House. First of all yes I have in fact just eaten 3 pieces of chocolate cake in one sitting....and I seem to want more. I have not had the best of days. My little guy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; is putting me through it and I am yet again discouraged. I feel like a huge mom failure. I love him so much and I just want to do everything right to insure he is a happy, well adjusted, well behaved and respectful. I feel like I will just turn a huge corner with him and he is doing great and then we will have a few days like the ones I have just had. He all of the sudden has discovered he can talk back and tell me a lot of what he is not going to do...and what he is going to do to me if I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; let him have his way. I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; take well to being talked back to... and this little guy has a lot of ideas, about everything! It can be so exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;He really responds great when he has very firm limits that are set in a respectful non emotional way. The problem -It's hard to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gandhi&lt;/span&gt; every day. I am such a far cry from the guy. I am a fiery high intensity individual, and so is my Son. I guess this is a work in progress for the 3 year old and mom. I will keep trying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, last Tuesday our house was in fact hit by a car. A jeep Liberty to be exact. I was just heading out the door to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; to his T-ball game. Luckily, I realized I had forgotten the treats I made for the team and turned around to get them. Suddenly, there was a loud horrible sound and the entire house vibrated, enough to knock me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; over. Both kids were very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;upset&lt;/span&gt; and crying. I thought that there must have been an earthquake. I scooted over to the window to take a look and instead of seeing the street split in two, I saw a jeep on my porch. It was really smashed up. The windshield was shattered and the front end was totalled. I could see an older man in there who didn't appear to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt;. After freaking out a bit, I ran to try and locate my phone to dial 911 but was so panicked I couldn't find it. Next I ran outside to see if he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. I had a screaming baby in my arms and was trying to navigate to the door through all of the broken glass and car parts strewn about. Luckily two women from next door ( who were nurses) ran over and knew just what to do. They told me to go inside and calm the kids down and look for my phone and they would help the man. So after getting us all calmed down a bit, and still not finding my phone we went outside so I could run to a neighbors and call. Luckily a woman who was walking outside had seen the entire thing and had already called the police. LONG story short...to late, The man was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; but really hurt. He has just gotten out of intensive care. He broke all of his ribs, an ankle, and his arm. They are still trying to determine what happened. He had a black out related to a medical issue and last I heard they thought it may have been a medication he was on that had a bad side effect. We need to get our porch replaced and we continue to find cracks in the house due to the car hitting it so hard. Clint is in the process of getting some quotes to get the house inspected so we can figure out what type of damage we are looking at. Yea...so that has been fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note Little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; said Mama for the first time on Mothers day. It was the cutest thing ever. He crawled over to me, pulled himself up on my leg and said "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;" clear as day. The best Mom's day gift ever. Also, despite my relapse with the chocolate cake I have lost 29 lbs and have 8 more to go to reach my goal. So that is very exciting. Hopefully I can stick with it to get those last pesky pounds off. That about sums things up...thanks for listening, or leaving my blog to read a more uplifting one.... I really needed to vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2759646206866567178?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2759646206866567178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2759646206866567178' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2759646206866567178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2759646206866567178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-ate-cake-baby-said-momma-and-our.html' title='I just ate a cake, the baby said momma, and our house was hit by a car'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-802758287909991707</id><published>2010-05-02T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T13:40:28.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>latest Crochet Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eXoCBS6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/kNsv6SvnVrE/s1600/Dylan+Crawling+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466770020161899426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eXoCBS6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/kNsv6SvnVrE/s200/Dylan+Crawling+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eXHPc_KI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4xfpTqLf-o0/s1600/Dylan+Crawling+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466770011359870114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eXHPc_KI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4xfpTqLf-o0/s200/Dylan+Crawling+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eW41Rz7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/8gRN5xH6UHE/s1600/Dylan+Crawling+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466770007491989426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eW41Rz7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/8gRN5xH6UHE/s200/Dylan+Crawling+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very good childhood friend of mine is having a baby and for her shower I got really motivated and decided I would crochet her little guy an afghan and edge some receiving blankets. It was a bit more work than I anticipated but Amber and baby River are worth it.  If I do say so myself I think they turned out pretty good for my first time!&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/6319827480273317741-802758287909991707?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/802758287909991707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=802758287909991707' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/802758287909991707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/802758287909991707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/latest-crochet-creation.html' title='latest Crochet Creation'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93eXoCBS6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/kNsv6SvnVrE/s72-c/Dylan+Crawling+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1335168557178789635</id><published>2010-05-02T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T13:14:23.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyl is crawling!</title><content type='html'>Since Dyl was about 5 1/2 months he has been flirting with the idea of crawling. He has been doing a combo of rolling and scooting all over the place for quite a while now. I was starting to think that maybe he would just do the scoot roll thing until he learned to walk. He was getting really proficient at it...but then out of no where on March 27, about 5 days after Dyl's 6 month  birthday  he just got up on all 4's and started to crawl. Like he had been doing it all his life. It was the CUTEST thing. YAY Dyl.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93an-VFa4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/2BhVnt6Yizg/s1600/Dylan+Crawling+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466765902978837378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93an-VFa4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/2BhVnt6Yizg/s200/Dylan+Crawling+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466765645591615922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93aY_fMGbI/AAAAAAAAAv8/pVAW2Rb5r7E/s200/Dylan+Crawling+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93aYCoXX8I/AAAAAAAAAv0/iJ0wJrfeKd4/s1600/Dylan+Crawling+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466765629255540674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93aYCoXX8I/AAAAAAAAAv0/iJ0wJrfeKd4/s200/Dylan+Crawling+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1335168557178789635?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1335168557178789635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1335168557178789635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1335168557178789635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1335168557178789635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/dyl-is-crawling.html' title='Dyl is crawling!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S93an-VFa4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/2BhVnt6Yizg/s72-c/Dylan+Crawling+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5837087946365424339</id><published>2010-04-25T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:27:14.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer and our Garden</title><content type='html'>This summer Arlo and I are going to start a Garden. I am so excited for this project! I have been wanting to try my hand at Gardening for a long time but have been a bit overwhelmed on how to get started. A good friend of mine Sonya suggested I try square foot gardening. The basic idea is you build a garden box above ground, either a 2x2 or 4x4 box you can choose the size; We decided on a 4x4.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464260234620522482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tzu4TZT_I/AAAAAAAAAus/f5CS-sUItX0/s200/Square+foot+Garden+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;You plant different veggies etc in square foot sections. Some of the benifits to this are; you are yeilding a much smaller amount of produce, and you can control the quality of your soil. Groundsoil is harder to get just right. Apparently the magical combination is starting with a good soil (ph level at least 6.5) then add some compost, peat moss and vermiculite. Mix this all together and you are supposed to create a perfect growing environment. We finally took the plung and got our first garden box put together today! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres Dad and Arlo pouring in the dirt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464260249131830610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TzvuXKTVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Mo38pmrq4SA/s200/Square+foot+Garden+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom and Arlo mixing everything up....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264041084905874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9T3McfOaZI/AAAAAAAAAvE/zRgQzwUg3kQ/s200/Square+foot+Garden+2010+007.JPG" /&gt; Our finished product....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264831796160754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9T36eHeqPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/85y-ULODdr4/s200/Square+foot+Garden+2010+009.JPG" /&gt;Arlo doing a ride on his "motorcycle" around the dirt pile with his gardening gloves...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264841699262866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9T37DAkAZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/hJPjsi4xgto/s200/Square+foot+Garden+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;Next we are on to planting. So far I am thinking of trying a few veggies and some herbs. Anyone out there who gardens do you have some suggestions on what we should try?&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/6319827480273317741-5837087946365424339?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5837087946365424339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5837087946365424339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5837087946365424339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5837087946365424339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/summer-and-our-garden.html' title='Summer and our Garden'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tzu4TZT_I/AAAAAAAAAus/f5CS-sUItX0/s72-c/Square+foot+Garden+2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1721003304934804039</id><published>2010-04-25T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:42:37.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby and The Red Sox</title><content type='html'>&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/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TqrdFxw5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/zkijcrXjW_Q/s1600/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464250280171389842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TqrdFxw5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/zkijcrXjW_Q/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have begun a new era...yep my baby is playing T-ball. I don't know how it happened so fast. One minute he was my little bubs and the next he is involved with organized sports. It was the absolute cutest thing EVER! everything about it is cute. His hat, his uniform, watching him play-which was so funny. The kids actually did really well for their first game. I was pretty impressed. Arlo seemed to have a great time with dad. He listened to his coach really well and his little buddy Dawson from preschool was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids before the game doing the team rally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464251814120512658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TsEvfv3JI/AAAAAAAAAuE/qpttQUeITBE/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+039.JPG" /&gt;Heres Arlo "On Deck" waiting to hit&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464250291385025762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TqsG3UROI/AAAAAAAAAts/MO5JdsL6i_8/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Arlo getting ready to swing....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464252903972614978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TtELgvM0I/AAAAAAAAAuU/o01H3eWKt6U/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+056.JPG" /&gt;Making a Hit.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464254587952190402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TumM0wU8I/AAAAAAAAAuc/CSeavQxfzuY/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+057.JPG" /&gt;and running to First!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464251136521211314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TrdTPfDbI/AAAAAAAAAt8/eUO5VcqYvp8/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+050.JPG" /&gt;Dad giving Arlo some tips in the out field.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464252889674765890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TtDWP3VkI/AAAAAAAAAuM/IoSknS3Ps2M/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+055.JPG" /&gt;Arlo trying to catch a "grounder"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464251134253447554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TrdKyzuYI/AAAAAAAAAt0/pHAUGbhHC6s/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Granma &amp;amp; Grandpa Dilley came to watch him play...Grandpa took Dyl to the car for mom to warm him up. But here is a pic of him and Grandma....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464254600109221234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tum6HN5XI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kEg63wgUa6Y/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+060.JPG" /&gt;It was a great first game. Mom &amp;amp; Dad loved seeing our big boy all dressed in his uniform and having a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1721003304934804039?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1721003304934804039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1721003304934804039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1721003304934804039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1721003304934804039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-baby-and-red-sox.html' title='My baby and The Red Sox'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TqrdFxw5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/zkijcrXjW_Q/s72-c/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8523479030299565851</id><published>2010-04-25T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:53:35.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo &amp; Teague Reunite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464234663863836706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tcedz64CI/AAAAAAAAAsc/yBdDAQxxRrc/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+009.JPG" /&gt;Arlo's best little friend Teague moved to Las Vegas about 8 months ago. Teague was born in the same hospital on the same day (technically the next day, he was born just after midnight). Heres the Pic of me and Nicole at the hospital with the boys....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464240669551445554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Th8CvbRjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/pnhfbFCPcWQ/s200/IMG_0434.JPG" /&gt; The first Pic of Tiegue &amp;amp; Arlo together&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464241359754484082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TikN8p2XI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xS-DB3Z8hS0/s200/IMG_0433.JPG" /&gt;My sister also watched Teague for the first two years of his life and as a result of that He and Arlo have a very special bond. Since Teaglet has moved Arlo continually asks for him -at least once a week. I thought over time he might lessen the requests but he hasn't let up. Finally we got a special visit from Nicole (uncle Eric's adorable sister) and Teague! It was great to see them both. We have missed them so much since they moved. It was amazing, it was like no time had passed since the boys saw eachother. The minute they were in view of one another they both started screaming and running towards eachother. After some big hugs they were off! They played...and played....and played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here they are shooting the bad guys&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464235090791120754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tc3UPUP3I/AAAAAAAAAs0/qsf-qjbLsHs/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+025.JPG" /&gt;Blasting off on their ship.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464235389829067298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TdIuPhMiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/RMXe7yimBoM/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+026.JPG" /&gt;Making their plans.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464234270240681762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TcHjc2LyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/K6AEA1kgQGA/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+004.JPG" /&gt;Defeating the bad guys.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464235083459400866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tc247TFKI/AAAAAAAAAss/qKvuDzykTUs/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+020.JPG" /&gt;Arlo "saving" Teague from a fall....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464234263781687122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9TcHLY5v1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/XJ3VKxoAp4c/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+003.JPG" /&gt;Uncle Eric Swinging the boys....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464234670993674210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tce4Xzj-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/UiUYdOkTKO0/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+013.JPG" /&gt;Finally LUNCH.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464238335028105154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tf0J9sD8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/GIkWq27NYOI/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+006.JPG" /&gt;and some more Hugs....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464238342456846178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tf0lo1p2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/bPQHqh00mNE/s200/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+008.JPG" /&gt; Then it was off to Aunt Heather and Uncle Eric to have a sleep over with all of his favorite cousins. Arlo had the BEST weekend! &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/6319827480273317741-8523479030299565851?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8523479030299565851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8523479030299565851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8523479030299565851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8523479030299565851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/arlo-teague-reunite.html' title='Arlo &amp; Teague Reunite!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S9Tcedz64CI/AAAAAAAAAsc/yBdDAQxxRrc/s72-c/Teige+visit+Arlo+T+ball+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2758789487727961188</id><published>2010-04-11T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:56:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilley Family Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a great Easter this year. We celebrated the fesitivities at my house with My Mom, Sister and her family and Clint's sister Claire who came in for a suprise visit from Georgia. We had so much fun! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter morning the boys woke up and had to go on a search for their baskets. With a little help Arlo was able to find his and Dyl's. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458920199924220802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H6_82wA4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/wvpwrg3I7_w/s200/Easter+2010+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458919404731079234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H6Rqh7mkI/AAAAAAAAArs/g-xY9uw4-k4/s200/Easter+2010+041.JPG" /&gt;Dyl loved the basket experience and he also got a hold of a few treats.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458920195360333426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H6_r2onnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/xhtyCl_lC-Q/s200/Easter+2010+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458919410094804098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H6R-gvjII/AAAAAAAAAr0/U6uHUhQEexY/s200/Easter+2010+042.JPG" /&gt; Then Arlo and Dad had a sword fight with his new cape the easter bunny made him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458912199838012850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HzuSNkFbI/AAAAAAAAAps/adlxeKXsdms/s200/Easter+2010+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458912211462324530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hzu9hBATI/AAAAAAAAAp0/dbhUIE8lvZ8/s200/Easter+2010+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dyl wanted to play too...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458913602104921426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H0_6EDDVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/2CjjJX7RZsU/s200/Easter+2010+064.JPG" /&gt;Then the Fam came over for a day of easter egg hunting, music playing, baby browsing and eating. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458915101194480274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H2XKm2apI/AAAAAAAAArc/ehN2caDyyXY/s200/Easter+2010+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914493413153506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H1zycfWuI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hchGy0DHiUw/s200/Easter+2010+071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458912683248343202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H0KbDkWKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/A7yqixsrvUA/s200/Easter+2010+066.JPG" /&gt;Who ever found the most eggs won some money...this is a great way to get the older kids into it. 1st prize winner was Hailey, 2nd prize Chase, tied for 3rd Ethan and Arlo. They had a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914886600835090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H2KrLvQBI/AAAAAAAAArU/WjBU5CTHGsQ/s200/Easter+2010+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914878138031794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H2KLqDHrI/AAAAAAAAArM/_FY9YfuILvA/s200/Easter+2010+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458913160408743778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H0mMneP2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/slCxHC7m_1E/s200/Easter+2010+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914505598196082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H10f1oWXI/AAAAAAAAArE/rewJd2iU9xI/s200/Easter+2010+082.JPG" /&gt; Then the kids and hubby's played some music. We have quite a talented little family (myself excluded) they all can play something and they had a very successful rendition of Last Dance With Maryjane going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914106564596002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H1dRUm0SI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Te198bbtuy8/s200/Easter+2010+076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458914101107011490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H1c8_ar6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/1uOB1WVX2bI/s200/Easter+2010+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458913613005733298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H1AirAPbI/AAAAAAAAAqk/l6DIkpYdh_w/s200/Easter+2010+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458913166195023986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H0miLB4HI/AAAAAAAAAqU/tNuaGbkLW9g/s200/Easter+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;Here are the babies...could they be any cuter????&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458912690377277506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H0K1nPQEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Kz0J4vap-N0/s200/Easter+2010+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2758789487727961188?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2758789487727961188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2758789487727961188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2758789487727961188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2758789487727961188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/dilley-family-easter.html' title='Dilley Family Easter'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8H6_82wA4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/wvpwrg3I7_w/s72-c/Easter+2010+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6667736185828204266</id><published>2010-04-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:01:24.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's music loving</title><content type='html'>The other day I found Arlo in the office with his headphones on. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458907650446684290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HvleaJcII/AAAAAAAAAo8/cfmK-PZSEso/s200/Easter+2010+030.JPG" /&gt;He looked as if he was listening very intently to something...I tried to just give him his privacy but this went on for over 30 minutes&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458906673509845506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HusnCQSgI/AAAAAAAAAos/jpN9NoEFNsw/s200/Easter+2010+036.JPG" /&gt; He just looked so cute I simply couldn't help myself and had to get out the camera.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458907640625764002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hvk50qFqI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SX3XrgSJU4Q/s200/Easter+2010+035.JPG" /&gt;Here is our conversation below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom:&lt;em&gt;Hey bud what ya doin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Arlo: (pulls down his headphones and looks at me like I am an idiot) &lt;em&gt;Listening to music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458906663791609458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HusC1PxnI/AAAAAAAAAok/mLUR4FPph2A/s200/Easter+2010+038.JPG" /&gt;Mom: &lt;em&gt;What are you listening to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;Well, I am trying to skip to Led Zeplin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458909194218481890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hw_VaBqOI/AAAAAAAAApE/TufcwWzCx3c/s200/Easter+2010+033.JPG" /&gt;Mom: &lt;em&gt;Oh, really why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;because, They rock harder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458904770211306642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hs90shXJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WvIghahLFCY/s200/Easter+2010+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world did I get such a cool kid???? &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/6319827480273317741-6667736185828204266?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6667736185828204266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6667736185828204266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6667736185828204266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6667736185828204266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/arlos-music-loving.html' title='Arlo&apos;s music loving'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HvleaJcII/AAAAAAAAAo8/cfmK-PZSEso/s72-c/Easter+2010+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3514004920278280248</id><published>2010-04-11T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:36:42.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs and Cookies with friends....</title><content type='html'>The week before easter my friend Bonnie and I decided to have a day of Easter Festivities. We Dyed eggs and frosted cookies with the boys. A few lessons learned; 1. Easter egg dye stains its a good idea to do it outside 2. 3 year olds and cookie toppers don't mix. You need to give them a limited amount so they can poor to their hearts content. We actually had a great time. Arlo Loved dying the eggs. He was so fascinated about how it all workded. Here is our finished product below&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458901551508208514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HqCeF5u4I/AAAAAAAAAns/-UOhYzIX73c/s200/Easter+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HqBpF-1hI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3hfMeSwgrZA/s1600/Easter+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458901537281463826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HqBpF-1hI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3hfMeSwgrZA/s200/Easter+2010+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arlo and David Frosting the cookies.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458903272249787490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HrmoWqhGI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GyXzoGFtQ3E/s200/Easter+2010+010.JPG" /&gt;Arlo eating the frosting....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458903276210887362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hrm3HEGsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/n0WyBjQQE5A/s200/Easter+2010+013.JPG" /&gt;Arlo &amp;amp; David Dying the eggs....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458902539884931858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hq8AFRqxI/AAAAAAAAAn0/VEKQsf2r90A/s200/Easter+2010+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458902551086293282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8Hq8pz44SI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ivGgkk3dBYQ/s200/Easter+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day!&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/6319827480273317741-3514004920278280248?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3514004920278280248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3514004920278280248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3514004920278280248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3514004920278280248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/eggs-and-cookies-with-friends.html' title='Eggs and Cookies with friends....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S8HqCeF5u4I/AAAAAAAAAns/-UOhYzIX73c/s72-c/Easter+2010+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2919348876445103698</id><published>2010-04-05T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:37:57.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6 Month Birthday Dylan</title><content type='html'>Happy 6 Month Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456765317204785314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pTJRKpuKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/qAOTVh-eZ9Q/s200/Dyl+Sitting+032.JPG" /&gt; It has been a crazy but amazing 6 months. Life has changed so much since you got here. You little presence and personality keeps getting stronger as each day passes and none of us can imagine life with out you here. Some new things you have been up to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here you are sitting. This was taken March 21 a day before your 6 month birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456766609022542658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pUUdkAY0I/AAAAAAAAAlo/JcukJ4LIB98/s200/Dyl+Sitting+003.JPG" /&gt;Here you are Army Crawling. (this was taken April 18 a few days before you were 5 months)You can get yourself around just about anywhere with a combo of rolling and doing a cute little army scoot. I have to watch you like a hawk these days. I have found you wedged under the couch or stuck in a corner on a few occasions. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456771109939113730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pYacyI7wI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OWQkUI77FzE/s200/St+Patricks+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456771117997571570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pYa6zbPfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-KoTP3EwcQo/s200/St+Patricks+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456771124190284354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pYbR34ikI/AAAAAAAAAmg/q_wDK02Fq6Q/s200/St+Patricks+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;Here is Dad and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; feeding you for the first time (March 2 your just over 5 months) We were so excited for this day we thought you would just love the baby food because your such a good eater and so hungry all of the time. Mom thought maybe she would get a bit of a rest in between feedings, but as you can see from the pics below, your not much of a fan of baby food. You tolerate it, but truth be told you would rather try and pick the lady bugs off of your high chair than eat.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456768649967400562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pWLQrLdnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/IB3JL3p-ubM/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456768188057061986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pVwX7LCmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/41zgg2WgqFE/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+029.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456768181110593618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pVv-DAWFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Nd_VFn-U2t8/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make you the most happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; walk up the stairs - nothing makes you laugh harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; in general. You just light up when he walks in the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Getting kisses on your tummy, feet and by your ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Taking a bath- you have no fear and love to splash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.people talking to you..you are such a people person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. holding a spoon. You seem to feel very powerful and love to chew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are changing everyday and we keep trying to figure out what kind of little boy we have on our hands. You are intense, You are loud, You don't have much patience and you know what you want. You are definately a Dilley-and you fit right in to our little family! You are a very happy, smiley, excitable, and loving little guy. You laugh a lot! You want to talk to us and you love to be carried. We are so excited you are ours. We love you happy birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2919348876445103698?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2919348876445103698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2919348876445103698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2919348876445103698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2919348876445103698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-6-month-birthday-dylan.html' title='Happy 6 Month Birthday Dylan'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S7pTJRKpuKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/qAOTVh-eZ9Q/s72-c/Dyl+Sitting+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6666685631329159273</id><published>2010-03-28T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:48:26.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's funny comments</title><content type='html'>This week we have had so many classic Arlo comments I am having hard keeping up. Here are a few gems.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I really don't like Whining, but sometimes I need to so I can get what I want."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mom, you put the edge on River's blanket.  It's Perfect!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ok Mom, fine you can have Rachet (a transformer) again...why do you need to be so obsessed?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6666685631329159273?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6666685631329159273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6666685631329159273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6666685631329159273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6666685631329159273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/arlos-funny-comments.html' title='Arlo&apos;s funny comments'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-4222295362354982887</id><published>2010-03-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:44:16.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crochet Flowers</title><content type='html'>Here are some flower clips I made as a birthday gift for my good friend Benny's little one Lily. She has the most adorable blonde curls and I think they will look so cute on her. I hope they are a hit. I sure had fun making them....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452210837323035026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6ok3pcssZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/lOSBKj9Wsnw/s200/crochet+flowers2+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6mn8xRaQiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XDSZ-PdLjN8/s1600/Crochet+Flowers+001.JPG"&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/6319827480273317741-4222295362354982887?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4222295362354982887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=4222295362354982887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4222295362354982887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4222295362354982887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/crochet-flowers.html' title='Crochet Flowers'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6ok3pcssZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/lOSBKj9Wsnw/s72-c/crochet+flowers2+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6993005459453461411</id><published>2010-03-21T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:25:46.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's SPRING</title><content type='html'>Here is the wreath I made for my door....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451201280743445170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aOruHeErI/AAAAAAAAAlA/9hGCg75Lq_o/s200/Dyl+Sitting+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the boys working in the yard.....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aNZembn5I/AAAAAAAAAko/jt1sJ7gc9UM/s1600-h/Dyl+Sitting+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451199867829067666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aNZembn5I/AAAAAAAAAko/jt1sJ7gc9UM/s200/Dyl+Sitting+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451200498267462450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aN-LKqGzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sggvsBzYBqw/s200/Dyl+Sitting+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451200487097608578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aN9hjjqYI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EIC7TsWx4lU/s200/Dyl+Sitting+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6993005459453461411?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6993005459453461411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6993005459453461411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6993005459453461411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6993005459453461411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-spring.html' title='It&apos;s SPRING'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6aOruHeErI/AAAAAAAAAlA/9hGCg75Lq_o/s72-c/Dyl+Sitting+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2146840931559324632</id><published>2010-03-17T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:49:52.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's</title><content type='html'>Today was a great day. The sun was shining, we went to the park, I died everything green, including dinner, and Leprechauns came to visit while we were napping....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449811769842598306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6Ge7io2AaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Xe4bXMZznyA/s200/St+Patricks+2010+095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449795492815874690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GQIF_QqoI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cdCObqv8Ucw/s200/St+Patricks+2010+090.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449796306641134946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GQ3duUpWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/fx9sJLFbIgY/s200/St+Patricks+2010+091.JPG" /&gt;Arlo &amp;amp; David eating their Green St Patty's Lunches.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449811374700580258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GekinpTaI/AAAAAAAAAjg/u9p2kGh25D4/s200/St+Patricks+2010+104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449796311576313842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GQ3wG9f_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/mSVOvUVuYRQ/s200/St+Patricks+2010+103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we left for the Leprechauns......&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449812011303527074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GfJmJnYqI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3zafV1UuJ9A/s200/St+Patricks+2010+105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; What the Leprechauns left for us.....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;They ate all of our special treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449815362343524386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GiMpvz2CI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-U3CpID9QrE/s200/St+Patricks+2010+108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left us a trail of 4 leaf clovers to follow&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449812952399067042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GgAYARt6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/oLZ-YNyQc78/s200/St+Patricks+2010+112.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;and at the end was a Rainbow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449813844040327042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6Gg0RoHn4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/5uCcA3di83I/s200/St+Patricks+2010+113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo LOVED this -Mom had fun doing it...shhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2146840931559324632?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2146840931559324632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2146840931559324632' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2146840931559324632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2146840931559324632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-pattys.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6Ge7io2AaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Xe4bXMZznyA/s72-c/St+Patricks+2010+095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8825030656631402293</id><published>2010-03-17T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:20:24.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's Preschool St. Pattys!</title><content type='html'>We had the funnest day at Preschool for St. Patricks day. They had a magician come. The kids LOVED him. Then they played games and had a party. I signed up for the snacks so Arlo and I made some Leprechaun treats (sweet &amp;amp; salty chex mix died green) and we had a great time! here is some pics below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo's Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449789718869081474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GK4AXEfYI/AAAAAAAAAho/oqmYIRUpEZ8/s200/St+Patricks+2010+086.JPG" /&gt;Leprechaun Photo Opp He He!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GID9wqatI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/yb-UW_ndtA0/s1600-h/St+Patricks+2010+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449786625794665170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GID9wqatI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/yb-UW_ndtA0/s200/St+Patricks+2010+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cool magic show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GHB8QcoeI/AAAAAAAAAhA/1U8jGAh3KWs/s1600-h/St+Patricks+2010+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449785491519742434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GHB8QcoeI/AAAAAAAAAhA/1U8jGAh3KWs/s200/St+Patricks+2010+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arlo &amp;amp; Dyl before school with their matching shirts...sorry Mom had to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GHBefgDTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZrNmPLKC_uE/s1600-h/St+Patricks+2010+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449785483529817394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GHBefgDTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZrNmPLKC_uE/s200/St+Patricks+2010+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Leprechaun Treats mom made for class the paper in the bag explains what they are: &lt;em&gt;In this bag is a special treat, the very same one that Leprechauns eat. This yummy snack was made just for you to bring you good luck in all that you do!&lt;/em&gt; (how lame am I?)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449788768091269602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GKAqb-aeI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KZf5J0SrOxU/s200/chex+mix+001.JPG" /&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/6319827480273317741-8825030656631402293?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8825030656631402293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8825030656631402293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8825030656631402293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8825030656631402293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/arlos-preschool-st-pattys.html' title='Arlo&apos;s Preschool St. Pattys!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GK4AXEfYI/AAAAAAAAAho/oqmYIRUpEZ8/s72-c/St+Patricks+2010+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6482887743581307086</id><published>2010-03-17T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:22:56.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude Your OLD!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Clint turned 33 on Feb 28. How did it happen? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;? I just don't get how were SO OLD!!!! I mean we started dating at 17 and now were 33??? It's just such a shocker. But I think we did put on a great birthday bash for the hubs/Dad. I asked him what he wanted to do most, and he just wanted to have the Sis &amp;amp; her little fam over and cook some hobo dinners in the fire pit in the back yard. We had a blast, and the kids did too. I have to say I made the best peanut butter/chocolate pie EVER and the hobo dinners rocked- The kids even rocked a bit. All in All a great birthday. Happy birthday sweetie, I love you even if you are OLD!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449779336393004818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GBbqn4FxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IQcKeI7jlF4/s200/St+Patricks+2010+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449778804702790450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GA8t7DQzI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nf8B82QhJxE/s200/St+Patricks+2010+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449779158654110610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GBRUfny5I/AAAAAAAAAgg/zAa-6Bo5UMU/s200/St+Patricks+2010+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GBQ3n6qPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BjsJ-bJtteI/s1600-h/St+Patricks+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449779150904273138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GBQ3n6qPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BjsJ-bJtteI/s200/St+Patricks+2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6482887743581307086?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6482887743581307086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6482887743581307086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6482887743581307086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6482887743581307086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/dude-your-old.html' title='Dude Your OLD!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6GBbqn4FxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IQcKeI7jlF4/s72-c/St+Patricks+2010+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1819609761301112879</id><published>2010-03-17T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:23:31.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its UNREAL</title><content type='html'>Just had to post some pics of my BEAUTIFUL new niece Sophie. I just cant explain how pretty this little girl is...you have to see it to believe it. She is going to grow up one day and be just as beautiful as her sis Hay Hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449777440479856018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6F_tTy9RZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0_uErJIruSE/s200/St+Patricks+2010+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449777118938106018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6F_al9biKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/-ME0zFt_-vk/s200/St+Patricks+2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6F_9Wh-fzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QEnYLlR9P2A/s1600-h/St+Patricks+2010+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449777716091846450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6F_9Wh-fzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QEnYLlR9P2A/s200/St+Patricks+2010+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1819609761301112879?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1819609761301112879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1819609761301112879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1819609761301112879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1819609761301112879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-unreal.html' title='Its UNREAL'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S6F_tTy9RZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0_uErJIruSE/s72-c/St+Patricks+2010+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6499177569229677175</id><published>2010-03-05T12:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:49:26.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What were up to...</title><content type='html'>So updates...lets see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferber&lt;br /&gt;Night Time: Dylan is doing awesome! he is going right to bed at 7pm,wakes up about 1am to eat then again at 6am and is up for good around 7am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naps: Getting better and better. Goes down at 9-930am and sleeps around an hour hour and a half. Then again from 1230-100 this nap is still a bit shakey, sometimes he only sleeps for like 30 min other times an hour. Then at 400pm takes a little cat nap for about 40 min. I feel really positive about the whole thing. He hardly ever cries and if he does fight it, its the 1200 nap. He doesnt last long before he gives up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss: have lost 19 lbs! I am really excited but I still have a long way to go. Now that Dyl is on somewhat of a schedule my goal is to start excercising....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff: Got pulled over for speeding the other day-way to go me! since then Arlo has been obsessed with obeying the speed limit and other traffic laws. Heres our conversation about speeding this morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo:Mom, slow down and start going the speed limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Oh, ok honey thanks for the reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: Transformers are really safe drivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: They are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: yeah, right before they transform they make sure they arent speeding and they don't get into crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Stuff: Every night before bed I always ask Arlo who my best big boy is. (it's him-that way Dyl can be my best little boy-he he moms are sneaky!) anyhoo last night as I was tucking him in he said "Who's my best big girl" I asked who, and he said " you mommy I love you so much" I could have just died-although I would have really liked to be called his best little girl but hey, sometimes the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is out of town...it sucks....we miss him. I guess the good thing is I always realize how thankful I am to have him and how much easier he makes my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6499177569229677175?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6499177569229677175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6499177569229677175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6499177569229677175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6499177569229677175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-updates.html' title='What were up to...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-1176297020225216093</id><published>2010-02-24T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:13:02.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices...</title><content type='html'>Below is a conversation Arlo and I had today about Dylan and his pooping schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Dyl Dyl where is your poopers? you need to go poop. How come there is no poopy in this diaper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo: (Pushing himself in between me and Dyl with his hands out) Mom, Let Dylan worry about his own poop. His pooping is his choice not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have just died! the kid cracks me up. At least I know that the personal responsibility thing and choices is starting to click!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-1176297020225216093?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1176297020225216093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=1176297020225216093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1176297020225216093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/1176297020225216093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-dylan.html' title='Choices...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3436188920549069831</id><published>2010-02-19T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:06:58.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferber Update</title><content type='html'>So right after my wonderful post about Ferberization and its amazingness we had a minor set back....It was just me and the kids and I tried to lay Dyl down in his playpen in the office for his nap and it was kind of a disaster. Lets just say after almost an hour of me trying the ferber technique and Dyl still crying I caved and rescued my little boy. We were both crying by that time. The good news is I guess I am not a hardened mommy; I still cant stand to hear them cry. I was lucky with Arlo because he responded so quickly that I didn't have to experience crying for a long time. When Dyl cried that long it was really really traumatic. We haven't given up, we just decided to keep with the same location -in his crib as he did not seem to like the office, and to get the nights down really good then move to the naps. So the nights are going great! he's going down in his crib with little to no crying and then  waking up 2 times in the night to eat. The naps seem to go really good if I put him in his crip sleepy. We will keep the fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3436188920549069831?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3436188920549069831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3436188920549069831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3436188920549069831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3436188920549069831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/ferber-update.html' title='Ferber Update'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7301682276790387606</id><published>2010-02-16T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:42:14.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferberization Rocks</title><content type='html'>Now that Dyl is almost 5 months we decided it is high time to do something about his horrible sleeping habits. It has been really really bad lately. The babies are supposed to sleep better as they get older but with Dyl it has been the opposite. It got to where he was waking up every 30 min to an hour on some nights and I was just a basketcase. SOOO last weekend we decided it was time to ferberize him. On friday night Clint and I went out on our valentines day date and left the kids with my sister. We got an early start because we were going to leave Arlo to sleep over and pick up Dyl . We figured he was not going to do this without a fight and it would be better to deal with 1 of our boys awake all night rather than 2. So...we got home fed Dyl and layed him in his crib awake, gave him some kisses and went upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;I remember with Arlo the first time I did this I was beside myself. I actually had to leave the house and drive around so I wouldn't be tempted to rescue him. With Dyl it was a bit of a different story. I think part of it is because I know and trust that it works because I have done it with one before. I realize that 2-3 nights of mild discomfort helps them to be happier, better sleepers in the long run. But I also think that I have felt so tortured by the no sleep that the guilt was not as bad. Am I a hardened mommy???? well it didn't take near as long as I anticipated. The first time he started crying we set the timer for 5 min and went in to comfort him. Then I set the timer in for 10 min and went back in to give him some kisses and pats. I stayed in there with him just putting my hand on his chest and softly rubbing his head and in about 2 min he was calmed down and drifting to sleep. Thats all it took! the kid stayed asleep for 4 more hours and woke up at 1:00 when he was ready to eat and then again at 5:00 to eat again. He woke up for good at 7:30. On saturday night Clint had to do it because I was at the store. I guess it took poor dyl about 30 minutes and he was pretty ticked off. But that is the worst it has been; Since then it has only gotten better and last night he went to bed at 7:30 with no crying woke up at 12:00 to eat and then this morning at 6:40. He did have a few episodes in the night where he fussed a bit but he just went back to sleep. I am so exctactic! It has been so great at the end of the night to put both boys to bed and have our alone time back to hang. It has also been amazing to get some sleep in longer blocks than an hour. The wierd thing is I have felt really tired the last 2 days. I cant figure it out. I am getting so much more sleep than I was. I guess now that I know what I was missing I want to play catch up. I will keep updating how the ferber thing is going but so far so good. It just works well for me because I don't feel like I am abandoning my baby. If he gets upsett I can go in to comfort him, I just cant pick him up. I love you Dr. Ferber!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Valentines with the hubs was really nice. We went to the Olive Garden and I got a beautiful necklace. its funny that getting the baby ferberized was part of the valentines day date. but we are SO HAPPY we did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Weight loss- I got the first 15 lbs off...now for another 15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7301682276790387606?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7301682276790387606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7301682276790387606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7301682276790387606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7301682276790387606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/ferberization-rocks.html' title='Ferberization Rocks'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2903075639654417415</id><published>2010-02-11T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:46:27.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Love bugs and Valentines Love Bugs</title><content type='html'>Today was Arlo's valentines party at school. I had a bit to much fun making his valentines this year. I love to do crafts. Its kind of a fun stress reliever so below is my little love bugs and the Valentine love bugs I made for Arlo's classmates. I had so much fun making these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437114458595659554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SCywO8DyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/CVa8md2AaA0/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437113562119506562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SB-kmXioI/AAAAAAAAAew/8ES77Gm3ZQU/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437113728617198898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SCIQ2gtTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/sE_Dy99YMas/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437114284020331682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SCol479KI/AAAAAAAAAfA/OrKtp-BS5as/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+028.JPG" /&gt;Here he is eating his special valentines rice crispy snack&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117139092919986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SFOx3SVrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/6zl57NAULcE/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;I caught him holding hands with a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437115780007809442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SD_q4JUaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0ewNKt_u8PU/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+010.JPG" /&gt;Heres his cute heart pot craft they made in class&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437115772365180962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SD_OaAECI/AAAAAAAAAfY/BjhUWH-zjG0/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+020.JPG" /&gt;Arlo just has the best pre-school ever. I love it and he is absolutely loving it too! he asks to go now and there is no aprehension at drop off. It has been so great for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we also made some hearts for the window with melted crayons and wax paper. He thought that was really cool.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437115199875202306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SDd5twPQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/v9G0SD0DCIk/s200/Jan-Feb+2010+001.JPG" /&gt; Just love an excuse to make cute little things with my cute little things.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2903075639654417415?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2903075639654417415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2903075639654417415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2903075639654417415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2903075639654417415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-love-bugs-and-valentines-love.html' title='My little Love bugs and Valentines Love Bugs'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S3SCywO8DyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/CVa8md2AaA0/s72-c/Jan-Feb+2010+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8999595759173758516</id><published>2010-02-06T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:39:03.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms Night</title><content type='html'>So, things around here have been pretty crazy since Dylan has been born. He is almost 5 months and I still feel like I am spinning a bit. In many aspects I think we have finally adjusted and things are going pretty well. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; is doing great. He has been a such a good streak for about the past month and has been such a thoughtful helpful little guy.We absolutely love little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl's&lt;/span&gt; happy personality, so why do I still feel a bit nuts? Well, no sleep-and I mean NO SLEEP will do that to ya! I thought that as time went on things were supposed to get better in that department, not worse. Last month we all had colds we couldn't seem to get rid of and during that time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; was waking up like 10-15 times a night (not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; here) and I figured it was due to the fact that he couldn't breath with the stuffy nose at all. Well, the colds are all gone but the waking baby is here to stay. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dyl&lt;/span&gt; is still waking up like every hour ALL NIGHT LONG!!! HELP-that is all I can say people. I have turned into a walking zombie. I am not sure what the Heck is going on but it has got to stop-soon. Well last week the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; of crazy seemed to hit for me. Clint had been working around the clock to get a project at work done and I was just worn out!! After the insane week my very thoughtful hubs gave me the best gift anyone in the whole wide world could give me-yep you guessed it a night of uninterrupted sleep. I got to book a room at Little America and go there all by myself! I also scheduled a hair appointment and a facial and just decided to make a day of pampering out of it. I had the absolute best time. I am back and rested for the first time in a month. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; NICE!!! and so needed. I love my husband for giving me the gift of sleep, cute hair and sanity. I am back home loving my boys and my hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-Current weight loss 12.5 lbs Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8999595759173758516?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8999595759173758516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8999595759173758516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8999595759173758516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8999595759173758516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/moms-night.html' title='Moms Night'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7325608097398532350</id><published>2010-02-01T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:15:29.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Little Man</title><content type='html'>So tonight while I was enjoying a moment alone in the bathroom (It can be a great place to go for a little break ) I heard a very loud cry from Dyl followed by a panicked hubs yelling for me. I run out to find that Little Dyl has had his first injury! Clint and the boys were up in the playroom of course playing something starwars related when the accident occurred. Arlo was wearing his clone trooper helmet on his head when he bent down to pick something up causing it to fall off and hit Dylan smack in the forhead. At first It looked pretty bad. His little noggin had a cut on it and it was swelling up by the second. Clint and I were in a bit of a panic, which caused Arlo to panic as well. After we determined that Dylan was ok and the injury was minimal we tried our best to reassure Arlo that everything was ok. My little guy was so upsett. Although it was hard to see him like that I was so proud to see what an empathetic, caring and sweet little man I have. As Clint and I were trying our best to tell him Dylan would be just fine, little tears welled up in his beautiful brown eyes and he said, "I was scarred that Dylan was hurt and I don't want to hurt my little brother, I love him".  What a sweet heart I have. He is such a good big brother. For the rest of the night he kept peeking over at Dyl to make sure he was ok and saying comments like "Man that looks bad, but he's ok right mom?" I just kept reassurring Arlo that his little brother would be fine. I cant believe what a thoughtful  boy he is growng up to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7325608097398532350?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7325608097398532350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7325608097398532350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7325608097398532350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7325608097398532350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-little-man.html' title='I love my Little Man'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3170422399427629169</id><published>2010-01-28T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:25:02.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crochet-Not my best Idea</title><content type='html'>Soooooo, I had this crazy idea to take a crochet class with two of my girlfriends a few months back. I did this for a few reasons. I have had a major urge to become more crafty,  and I have always wanted to learn how to make a really good granny square-I know that sounds beyond hard up, but it's the truth. The first six week session didn't go to hot. Although I really enjoy the art of crochet I seem to have a bit of a hard time picking it up...basically you could count on me being the last person each time to catch on. But I ended up just loving the class and crochet. So when intermediate crochet came up I jumped at the chance! So far I am still pretty amazingly retarded. I can't help but get down on myself for my ineptness. I don't get why I seem to have such a hard time getting the concept. After class tonight I just feel like I suck. I am having a confidence crisis over crochet people! this was supposed to be fun, and it is. I love to do it and I love what I am learning but why do I have to be so freakin slow to catch on??? I am determined to stick with it however and hopefully I will be able to learn some cool stitches and all my pattern attempts wont go like this last project. Lets just say this. I was supposed to crochet a cozy-you know like a cup holder that goes around your pop cans etc. and instead I ended up with a very large doily. Hopefully I will be posting pictures of some beautiful crochet projects to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3170422399427629169?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3170422399427629169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3170422399427629169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3170422399427629169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3170422399427629169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/crochet-not-my-best-idea.html' title='Crochet-Not my best Idea'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7432934867085029895</id><published>2010-01-14T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:16:45.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylans 3 Months! ok...almost 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S08zGAAUIAI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XC6jdzeGlpg/s1600-h/Dylan+3+M+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Need to put some quick comments in on what Dyl has been up to this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kid is huge! He is in 6-12 month clothing and fits it perfectly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He smiles more than I thought was possible and laughs at everything. He is such a happy baby and we are all in love with him. He laughs the most while watching arlo play. It is the absolute cutest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He rolled over! yep folks on December 30 he officially figured out how to roll his fat little body all of the way over. We all were like "oh my gosh, Dyl rolled over hurry get a picture and Arlo ran over and said "here I'll hold him there" pic below&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426612249642025282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S08zFvGyQUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SWsIaWSVt0M/s200/Dylan+3+M+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426612777618127122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S08zkd-GORI/AAAAAAAAAeg/93hiijlfPCQ/s200/Dylan+3+M+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His intensity levels are rising-yep he is a Dilley. He has been so animated and excited about life! he likes to talk a lot at loud volumes and flail his fat little arms as though he has something very important to get out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He loves people to be in his face at all times. He is so friendly and loves to interact&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He likes to clasp his hands a lot and put his fat fists into his mouth-pretty sure he's teething&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has discovered he has a tongue and is sticking it out most of the time. Also blowing lots of spit bubbles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well just wanted to get this stuff down before we forget what he did and when&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7432934867085029895?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7432934867085029895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7432934867085029895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7432934867085029895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7432934867085029895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/dylans-3-months-okalmost-4.html' title='Dylans 3 Months! ok...almost 4'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S08zFvGyQUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SWsIaWSVt0M/s72-c/Dylan+3+M+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2388793096775945147</id><published>2010-01-07T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:36:37.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets say goodbye to 2009 and my fat!</title><content type='html'>So it is time yet again to bring in a new year filled with hope and promise...yes time to make resolutions that I love setting but have a hard time committing to. I have decided that less is more this year, so I have limited myself to 2 resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSE WEIGHT-I put that in all caps because I feel that it adequately expresses the desperateness of my situation. It has all gone downhill since kids and keeps going that way. When I got prego with Arlo I kept 10 extra pounds on that should never have been there and now with Dylan I have 15 extra pounds on top of the 10 I really didnt like. What does this equal? yep 25 extra pounds-and if I am being really honest more like 30-35 extra pounds. Sooooooooo, I have already gotten serious. I have been watching what I have been eating since christmas and joined weight watchers a week ago. So far I have lost 7 lbs yay me! I am absolutely determined to make this resolution stick-So I am committing here on my blog to everyone in the world (I know so many people read this-he he) that I am going to drop all of this extra weight like a bad habit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARENT WELL-or try to! My kids and my job as a stay at home mom are my top priority. I am lucky to be in the position I am and I need to constantly strive to improve my parenting to raise the most responsible, loving and happy boys I can. Bon and I have decided to start our own Love and Logic discussion group so I can be mindful of what I am doing and remember what I am striving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all lets see how it goes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2388793096775945147?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2388793096775945147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2388793096775945147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2388793096775945147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2388793096775945147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-party-5-friends.html' title='Lets say goodbye to 2009 and my fat!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-4351422731953684710</id><published>2010-01-07T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:58:24.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party #3 &amp; 4The Salisbury's and Poulsens</title><content type='html'>So my moms side of the family the Salisbury's throws a party every year as well. This one my Aunt April usually puts together. It's always  good to catch up with everyone at this. We forgot our camera so we just have a few pics of Arlo from Clints phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0X0w7FhAFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Q4YRdpqlLgo/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424010447569354834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0X0w7FhAFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Q4YRdpqlLgo/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the poulsen christmas party is on My Dad's side. My Aunt Keri usually puts this together and It is so much fun! we always do a talent show for the kids on this side to and this year it was so cool to see how many talented musicians, piano players and gymnists we have. We always have yummy food and tons of chatting. I have a great time. This year it was a bit of a bummer because Arlo was sick so dad stayed with him and Dylan and I went. I barely got out the door in time and forgot my camera. So no pics... I will do better next year. We always love having our family parities this time of year it is a great time to get together and catch up on what everyone is up to&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/6319827480273317741-4351422731953684710?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4351422731953684710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=4351422731953684710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4351422731953684710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/4351422731953684710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-party-3-salisburys.html' title='Christmas Party #3 &amp; 4The Salisbury&apos;s and Poulsens'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0X0w7FhAFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Q4YRdpqlLgo/s72-c/thru+Christmas+2009+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3824566269333450258</id><published>2010-01-07T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:43:37.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party #2 The Dilley's</title><content type='html'>The second party of the season was with the Dilley side of the family. There are so many Dilley's that we have to hold it at the Lady of Lords catholic church gym. The Dilley's really know how to throw a party! It is always so much fun. I look forward to it every year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XljYvUO3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/tXqrLlmDeLk/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423992363537611746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XkUS0XO-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/tPIvsKccX0g/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clint's Dad Narve comes from a huge family. He has got lots of brothers and sisters. They all take turns hosting the party as well and it always turns out amazing. This year was his brother Kenny's turn. Kenny and his wife Sue thought of everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we had a pinata for the kids-This happens annually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Arlo on his turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423993216605139474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XlF8vgshI/AAAAAAAAAc8/0e1nstwbKF8/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kids put on a play re-inacting the birth of Jesus-Cutest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423992376253797810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XkVCMI1bI/AAAAAAAAAc0/coXqwGudlaw/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423996383214202482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0Xn-RR8bnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/3LC5kmwAr50/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then Santa comes to visit&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423993713296315874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0Xli3D6leI/AAAAAAAAAdM/8N0TD88Z6-k/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Arlo patiently awaiting his turn with santa &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423993722336721778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XljYvUO3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/tXqrLlmDeLk/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kids go fishin for a prize-didnt get a very good pic but there is a fishing pole that they throw over a wall and it comes back with a little prize on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423997443331714882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0Xo7-hp70I/AAAAAAAAAds/NWDD4746AKM/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma with Arlo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423997432128340610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0Xo7UykAoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/SfzdMM-Rcvw/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3824566269333450258?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3824566269333450258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3824566269333450258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3824566269333450258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3824566269333450258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-party-2-dilleys.html' title='Christmas Party #2 The Dilley&apos;s'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XkUS0XO-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/tPIvsKccX0g/s72-c/thru+Christmas+2009+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2396566837276282799</id><published>2010-01-06T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:36:23.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party #1-The Richards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every year between my family and Clint's we have a slew of Christmas party's to attend. The Richards Christmas party was the first one this year. This is Clint's moms side of the family. I think it is so great that all of the sisters and brothers go to so much work to make it happen. This year it was Charlene's turn and she did a great job. Some of the Highlights of the evening were.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlene Reading "Twas the night before christmas in Utah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423766652037159762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UXCJ9I21I/AAAAAAAAAbs/iuryBSugAA4/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Talent Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both the young ones and the older ones were involved with the talent show. Clint and will played one of his songs together and sounded great. Will is getting really good at the base. Cute little Arlo even went up on stage with his guitar to help them. I will post a video clip soon. Then Clint played and sang a 2nd song by the Paul Westerberg and dedicated it to me which was so unexpected and sweet. I had been having a really rough day that day and feeling very fat which I will have to go into later...anyhoo I have a cute and thoughtful hubby. Here are some other Talent show participants;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Kent playing Piano &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423766653731735874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UXCQRKCUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/SN1okvneNFI/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sierra Playing Piano &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423768366213845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UYl7wtU1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/TAFp2p5Ng0E/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cousins singing songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423767414728668866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UXujM9tsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/28Jf16_k-GM/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423768370907377266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UYmNPu7nI/AAAAAAAAAcU/z7t4DV0Idy4/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma Richards reading a letter written from the late Grandpa Richards when he was in the navy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423757677400459170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UO3w1Ah6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/JAmfHh93FWs/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Arlo having an absolute blast playing with cousin Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423989871129919714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XiDN4EAOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/n0Md1oB4PD4/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UPZlntzqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tH_O_Pj-0ys/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423758258507468450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UPZlntzqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tH_O_Pj-0ys/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Cute babies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UPZP0aQFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ZSop6N1yDwU/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423758252655132754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UPZP0aQFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ZSop6N1yDwU/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cool Will who is 6'3" now-crazy!!! and he has awesome hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UO3uSAAWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2cheO76H6ck/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423757676716753250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UO3uSAAWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2cheO76H6ck/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Dylan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423990421015396338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0XijOW-f_I/AAAAAAAAAck/US9Rdkp_QuU/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2396566837276282799?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2396566837276282799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2396566837276282799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2396566837276282799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2396566837276282799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-party-1-richards.html' title='Christmas Party #1-The Richards'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/S0UXCJ9I21I/AAAAAAAAAbs/iuryBSugAA4/s72-c/thru+Christmas+2009+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-6226456278583960601</id><published>2009-12-31T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:20:00.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Sophia!</title><content type='html'>After much anticpation, My sister Heather's little baby Sophia Jessica Hanson is here! (like that middle name!!) she was delivered on Thursday December 10 and weighed in at 8 lbs 9 oz. It was a rough delivery for Heather which ended in an emergency C-Section but both baby and Mom ended up good and Heather is getting back to normal. Sopie is absolutely beautiful and she has so much hair it looks like a wig! it is so cute!!!! Here is an adorable pic of Dyl and Sophie holding hands! I could die. I hope this is a sign of how much they will love each other in the future....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509016412925810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0Rud3er3I/AAAAAAAAAak/b2-9w9uNusQ/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It is so funny to see the two of them together. Dyl is all boy and sophie is so girly-So cute. He is already such a chunk! when we layed them side by side we just laughed at the disparity. We actually took them down to their onesies to see there cute little bodies and Dyl's thighs compared to sophies were so chubby! I am sure she will catch up, she is one of Heathers baby's and they always get some chub on their bones.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509640438199746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0SSyistcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/huFlfMXvDvY/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509335129743058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0SBBLfXtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kLweX_chXZs/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tried to take a close one so I could show of her beautiful face but she was a bit mad about the whole thing... she still manages to look adorable however.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0STa3jsjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/GkrFD0O1tqw/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509651263107634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0STa3jsjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/GkrFD0O1tqw/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so excited to start this new baby chapter with my sis. We always wanted to have our little ones at the same time and the first round she was a bit ahead of me.  Were so glad your here Soph!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-6226456278583960601?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6226456278583960601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=6226456278583960601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6226456278583960601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/6226456278583960601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome-baby-sophia.html' title='Welcome Baby Sophia!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0Rud3er3I/AAAAAAAAAak/b2-9w9uNusQ/s72-c/thru+Christmas+2009+169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3740253705483418389</id><published>2009-12-31T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:01:10.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlo's Big Night</title><content type='html'>Arlo had his adorable christmas program at his school Litle Learners. They did an absolutely amazing job and the kids were SO CUTE! this was a very big deal for Arlo because he is a shy little guy and does not like new situations. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421501068227826402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0Kf0ke0uI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xklF69U_pfk/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For extra support I brought his cousin Hay Hay because she is the one person he will do anything for. Man was I glad she came. She was able to talk him into getting into his little outfit (black shirt &amp;amp; white pants) by telling him that ET would think it was really cool- &lt;div&gt;Smart thinkin Hay!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0McoZSMUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hxozhhIICjc/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421503212443283778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0McoZSMUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hxozhhIICjc/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then She got him onstage by bribing him with some of her her bubble tape, and telling him she would play with him after. I sat on the edge of the stage to ease him in, and once his cute little buddy Isiah got him laughing I snuck away&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421504821808501058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0N6Tv2kUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/AWdNqteW3HA/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421505294088692610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0OVzIOY4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZAf3ntWvMpo/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They did the most adorable songs. At one point he was a reindeer and a tree.... I think the pictures make it pretty clear how he felt about thisBut although the tree suit was not his idea of "cool" I still caught him doing some of the cute little actions in spite of himself&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421502522557398818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0L0eXq_yI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NLvmf36aAKI/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, not to pleased about the Antlers, but he kept them on the whole time and sang a word -or maybe two of Rudolph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421501569148792146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0K8-pWLVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/uvJT0tpIvZ4/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some absolutely adorable singing from the kiddies the show was over. Arlo did great. He stayed up there the whole time and by the end was giggling and having a great time with the other kids. His cousin Hay was there to congratulate him and give him some bubble tape as promised.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421503216246239586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0Mc2j-sWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8BFDMG2ew4o/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His Grandma and Grandpa were both there to see his big debut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0K9SwUHAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/K7AxxDjEr7A/s1600-h/thru+Christmas+2009+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421501574546725890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0K9SwUHAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/K7AxxDjEr7A/s200/thru+Christmas+2009+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Way to go Arlo we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-3740253705483418389?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3740253705483418389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3740253705483418389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3740253705483418389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3740253705483418389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/arlos-big-night.html' title='Arlo&apos;s Big Night'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sz0Kf0ke0uI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xklF69U_pfk/s72-c/thru+Christmas+2009+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-9066533086380666388</id><published>2009-12-30T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:25:09.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still on Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow, once you get behind with this blogging thing it is so hard to catch up.... so first off we had a great thanksgiving this year at Heather's house. She still managed to make an awesome turkey that was extreamly tasty while being over 8 months prego. Thanks sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421170555163572930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Szvd5bdU-sI/AAAAAAAAAYk/YXoN3wqRdHQ/s200/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is her cutely decorated table, which included name tags for all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421170263123935682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SzvdobhpwcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/33V_6bVoMKM/s200/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is uncle Eric with Cute Dyl in his turkey attire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421170557325473666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Szvd5jgw94I/AAAAAAAAAYs/91Tb-aWwafg/s200/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is Arlo lovin life playing with ET &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421174152388212450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SzvhK0Kg9uI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6oCZaaD_gIE/s200/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute Hay Hay holding Dyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SzvdoBadubI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5P-HbnMsElc/s1600-h/IMG_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421170256114465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SzvdoBadubI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5P-HbnMsElc/s200/IMG_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day!&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/6319827480273317741-9066533086380666388?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9066533086380666388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=9066533086380666388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9066533086380666388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9066533086380666388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-still-on-thanksgiving.html' title='I am still on Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Szvd5bdU-sI/AAAAAAAAAYk/YXoN3wqRdHQ/s72-c/IMG_0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7719485174959505029</id><published>2009-12-04T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:06:09.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My nephew is Brilliant!</title><content type='html'>Just have to brag. My nephew Ethan who is 11 and in 6th grade just won 2 first place awards in his school district for in the reflections contest. He submitted an Art entry and a piano piece he wrote. The kid is seriousely a genius. His dad has amazing artistic and musical ability, and my sister is really smart in math and science. The kid got both the Right and left brain smarts. We are so excited Way to go ET!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7719485174959505029?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7719485174959505029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7719485174959505029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7719485174959505029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7719485174959505029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-nephew-is-brilliant.html' title='My nephew is Brilliant!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-9209574731980720748</id><published>2009-11-25T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:06:18.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan is 2 months!</title><content type='html'>Wow, so the time is flying with our little chubbers. Lost of new things happening. First the stats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Months 11/23/09 -12.88 lbs (77%) and is 23 inches (52%) Head Cir 16.1( 74%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5 Weeks 10/11/09- 9.69 lbs (68%) and was 21 inches (50%) Head Cir 15.4 (82%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Days 09/25/09- 8.14 lbs (57%) 21.5 inches (he shrunk! -This was Dr. stats at the hospital it was 21 inches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. Said he looks great just has a little bit rounder spot on one side of his head so lay him on his left (this is for me people sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyl is just the cutest little guy around, besides Arlo that is. He has been so much fun. He has discovered his hands and loves to chew on them. He is focusing so well and follows us with his eyes around the room. His neck is getting really strong and he can hold his head up for periods of time. I still am holding hope out for a mellow one. He definately gets intense about certain things like food and being in his car seat when he doesn't want to, but he is such a sweet baby. He will chill with us sitting on the floor or in his bouncer for quite a while (20-30 min) before he gets fussy. he loves to interact and smile. He loves his brother. When ever Arlo is in the room Dyl just follows him around with his eyes and tries to talk. Arlo has been so cute with Dyl. He doesn't like to see him sad and will immediately try to calm him by getting his binky and talking to him. He is very protective of him. If other people come over and hold Dyl Arlo gets very concerned and says things like "Where are they taking Dylan, he needs to stay with us." He has started wanting to give him kisses at night and he likes to have him in the room with him when he's playing.  We are happy for you Dyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-9209574731980720748?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9209574731980720748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=9209574731980720748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9209574731980720748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/9209574731980720748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/dylan-is-2-months.html' title='Dylan is 2 months!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5138797852459079223</id><published>2009-11-19T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:01:51.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the Smack Down</title><content type='html'>Well, this week is going a bit better for me. I think I may be getting the hang of this, but It's definately a day by day, some times minute by minute thing. Arlo is doing much better. I always seem to have this realization as a mother when he starts getting really hard that I am just not disciplining effectively. Who knew this parenting thing would be such a challenge? I never wanted to be the psycho mom who is constantly stressed and in nag mode all of the time, but with a headstrong 3 year old and a new baby that is exactly who I have been the past month. I took a love and logic class with my best friend Bon when Arlo was just over a year and I loved it. I started applying what I was learning right away and I felt like I had some solutions to a lot of my problems. As time has gone on, I have slipped back into my old habits. I am a very reactive person. I wish I was the serene calm type but I never have been, and as a parent this is a huge problem. 3 year olds are all about control, and they will use any means they can figure out to get it. Especially when they are my smart and creative son...needless to say I have felt like by the end of the day all I have done with Arlo is engaged in one argument after the next. I find myself saying things 4-5 times before the behavior is stopped and things just keep escalating and escalating until mom becomes very short and exhausted. So I decided things need to change. I went back to do some refresher reading and have tried very hard this week to be more effective and positive with my discipline. I have even hung up signs around the house that say "Don't say, just DO" and "Don't react just ACT" this sounds ridiculous but I need something to remind me because I just aint gettin it. So far I am amazed and the difference. I have really really tried to not give Arlo and instruction more than once. If I have to say it again I have a consequence. An example is; The other day he spilled a bit of his shake and was whining that he wanted more. I calmy explained that he was not getting another one, but he kept it up. Instead of getting really irritated and trying to talk him out of wanting more, I just said if I heard another word about it the shake was gone. Of course he kept on with it, so I took the shake and chucked it in the garbage. He screamed the whole way home, but when he woke up from his nap he said; "I am not going to cry about my shake anymore that would be sad" and it was over. I found that after that incident if I gave him a warning once, he took it seriousely. Now we have still had lots of little incidents like this one, my Son is who he is, but the more I follow through with what I warn the less he fights me. This should seem obviouse! I don't know why I keep going back to one warning after another and wondering why Arlo keeps pushing things. HELLO--- mom needs to follow through, the first time! anyhoo hopefully I can keep this up and start feeling better about my parenting. I have a feeling this is going to be a constant struggle for me and something I am going to have to be VERY mindful about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-5138797852459079223?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5138797852459079223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5138797852459079223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5138797852459079223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5138797852459079223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/putting-smack-down.html' title='Putting the Smack Down'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2303422532870757560</id><published>2009-11-15T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:55:00.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new and whats getting old</title><content type='html'>What's new: lots of cute new things Dyl is doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's getting old: My 3 year old's attitude and no sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is crazy at the Dilley's. I am still trying to adjust to 2 little ones. I have had some pretty funny and not so funny days since Dylan's arrival. Arlo has been quite a challenge. He has actually been really cute about his new brother, but has been putting his Momma through it. It seems to be a combination of him being at the top of his 3 year old angst, which let me tell you, that has been a challenge; and having a new little person here. I have not been sleeping all that much seeing as Dylan is the hungriest little guy ever. I did have a miracle occur the other night and he slept until 5 am without waking up! It was like the best feeling in the world. Usually he wants to be fed like every 2 hours which is exhausting. I explained to Dyl that the only reason I am keeping up with his feeding schedule is because I love his chub! Clint and I have felt a bit like prisoners of war. We need to get out like you can't believe. We love our little guys so much but wow-they can take it out of you. Dyl has been doing lots of adorable new things. He seems to have discovered he has hands the past week or so and is mesmerized with them! he is sticking them in his mouth a lot and grabbing hair, shirts etc. He also seems to have found his voice and is trying real hard to talk (sometimes yell) at us. He is just making little ahh, agoo and other cute little noises all of the time. He giggled at Clint today and has been smiling like crazy. It is so fun to see his little personality develop. We ended up getting rid of Ginger. It was a hard decision, but in the end I felt like it was for the best. I have had a hard time adjusting since we got her a year ago. She was such a sweet girl but insanely hyper! it was so hard to handle, and she just wasn't getting what she needed. We found her a cute little family with another Boston terrier and they hit it off immediately. I think she will be really happy their. This post is short &amp;amp; sweet will update more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2303422532870757560?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2303422532870757560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2303422532870757560' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2303422532870757560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2303422532870757560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-new-and-whats-getting-old.html' title='What&apos;s new and whats getting old'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2294005150087127987</id><published>2009-11-01T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:07:56.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Dylan is a month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5ZAT6yGyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1TmwNeUlbhw/s1600-h/Dylan+1month-Halloween+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399350865145502498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5ZAT6yGyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1TmwNeUlbhw/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well cute little Dyl Dyl had his month birthday on Thursday. He has had one check up with the Dr. So far and the little chunk has already gained almost a full pound! So far we are just absolutely smitten with our little guy. Some observations about him so far... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a sinker-yep folks I finally got a chubber that loves nothing more than to sink his cute little body into the arms of his mommy and daddy-or anyone else who is holding him for that matter. Arlo was a propeller baby. From the day he was born he wanted to jump out of our arms and explore he was always flailing his cute little arms and trying to move his body. Dylan is a cuddly little guy. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351420571187346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5ZgpCleJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/QPvZoEzJFKE/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He is a Grunter- Just like Arlo he seems to grunt an awful lot! he just has a lot of little grunts he seems to need to express. I think the poor little guy has more gas than he knows what to do with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He brings peace- I don't know what it is, but my little guy has the most peaceful little vibe. The minute he is in my arms, all of my worries seem to melt away. I am hoping he keeps this ability. We really could use some peace around here with our intense personalities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351559307169394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5Zot30jnI/AAAAAAAAAYE/lZT8DDcQMk8/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks shocked most of the time-he has the most hilarious facial expressions when he is awake. He is very alert and he seems to have a shocked look on his face a lot. It cracks us up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399350728509388738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5Y4W6Md8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/vwJ5LOMnqfE/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He likes to talk to us-He is just a babbler. He seems to really want to have a chat with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves to be touched-If Dylan is upset you can bet if you just rub the little guys head or caress his cheek he calms right down. He loves the bath when I rub his chubby little body down with soap, and he loves getting his lotion on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves to eat-This kid is hungry and loves nothing more than a good meal. I am lucky if I can get him to hold out for 2 hours in between feedings. And when he gets hungry watch out! he is mad; This is about the only thing he seems to get mad about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a lot of fun having you here Dyl. We are all very much in love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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/6319827480273317741-2294005150087127987?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2294005150087127987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2294005150087127987' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2294005150087127987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2294005150087127987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-dylan-is-month.html' title='Baby Dylan is a month!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5ZAT6yGyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1TmwNeUlbhw/s72-c/Dylan+1month-Halloween+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7690155273069244440</id><published>2009-11-01T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:37:23.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-school Parade Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340884874700994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5P7YgzKMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yuUGBMVAANs/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Thursday Arlo had a Halloween Parade and Party at Pre-School. It was the cutest thing ever! It was so wierd getting his little treat bags together to give to his class and going to watch his parade. He is just so grown up! His school and teachers did the best job putting everything together. First they had the parents go to the gym and then all of the kids walked through in a line so we could see all of there adorable costumes. Then the director made witches brew, with the kids help and each class got to take some back to drink (it was really rootbeer w/dry ice). Clint and I were cracking up because true to form, as with anything new Arlo was so skeptical of the whole thing at first....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399339853662955442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5O_W8wp7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/sKDeTEdrAdY/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340283522956274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5PYYTXu_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/nV3pop81hzw/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340072035493346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5PMEc1JeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vNjJLnr_Jpw/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he got back to his classroom he warmed up and had some fun with his buddies. First they got to have their snacks and then his teachers did a cute little game of pass the pumpkin, read some halloween stories and ended off with some spooky music that the kids all danced to-Arlo opted out of dancing of course but seemed pretty intersted in watching he others do it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341156319663490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5QLLuUlYI/AAAAAAAAAXM/GrVB_arQDRQ/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340515442454850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5Pl4RScUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hYiQTGmhjTk/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341855964205698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5Qz6GlEoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qIpeISbP7Rs/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341665306485714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5Qoz2PI9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/IMs8Gj-TS0g/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids all got super cute halloween bags stuffed with candy to take home. Arlo had a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7690155273069244440?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7690155273069244440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7690155273069244440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7690155273069244440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7690155273069244440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/pre-school-parade-extravaganza.html' title='Pre-school Parade Extravaganza'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su5P7YgzKMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yuUGBMVAANs/s72-c/Dylan+1month-Halloween+067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7182182543831492007</id><published>2009-11-01T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:59:28.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399236593953052802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su3xE2jcmII/AAAAAAAAAVE/36LnOALdBiQ/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399236928378405810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su3xYUYqg7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/CHrzebcXj_M/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su31qU6vOcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/icpi4rsZAIo/s1600-h/Dylan+1month-Halloween+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399241635805477314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su31qU6vOcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/icpi4rsZAIo/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399241812432780130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su310m59-2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/zwKROq7OJI0/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This year we did the traditional trick-or-treating events at my Sister's house and we had a great time! Arlo just loves his cousins so much and when you add candy and costumes to the mix I don't think you can find a happier kid in the world! He was origionally going to be Darth Vader, but when we got to the costume store to pick the costumes, he went for the storm trooper ensemble and never looked back. He has been so excited for the big day ever since. We always get to see Grandma Georgette, Amber , Flint and William as well as Ethan's best buddy Matt. It's a great little group and we have so much fun together. This year we were missing an important little presence in the group, Tiegelet. Arlo has asked about him a lot lately and I keep telling him that he is in Las Vegas visiting family. I am going to have to break it to him that his best little buddy has moved there permanantly. We miss you Nicole and Tiegue! This year my sis got little Dylan the cutest pea pod costume ever, but because he is such a chunk we had to cram his little body in to the pod, which he did not appreciate at all! before trick or treating with the cousins we headed out to Clint's parents to show the kids off.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399240643157587586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su30wjBCdoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5NnsGtql3h0/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399240398264818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su30iSuDWdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AOmaZcXwyuc/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399240022518306754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su30Ma9Gl8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Hv9H9D-oHH0/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399240845799026946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su308V6hcQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mW9dJibAUTQ/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399240962152299970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su31DHXTfcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4hGVwVdCPEA/s200/Dylan+1month-Halloween+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-7182182543831492007?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7182182543831492007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7182182543831492007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7182182543831492007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7182182543831492007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Su3xE2jcmII/AAAAAAAAAVE/36LnOALdBiQ/s72-c/Dylan+1month-Halloween+132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3899295948869633982</id><published>2009-10-10T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:03:29.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCgh0JxwPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/e9nsWVqJJc4/s1600-h/bath+dylan+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390985256758264050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCgh0JxwPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/e9nsWVqJJc4/s200/bath+dylan+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCgBDyJbSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zJ9O7jvlj2Q/s1600-h/bath+dylan+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390984694018436386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCgBDyJbSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zJ9O7jvlj2Q/s200/bath+dylan+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCf30vPRgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/HRgucHEKZYI/s1600-h/bath+dylan+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390984535360882178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCf30vPRgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/HRgucHEKZYI/s200/bath+dylan+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan had his first bath and it was a success! It was so fun to see his cute little expressions.  I am  having a great time with him in this new born stage. He is so sweet and innocent, and because I have done it before I find that I am able to really enjoy it instead of feeling nervous all of the time about what I am doing. Arlo even helped put some lotion on him. &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/6319827480273317741-3899295948869633982?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3899295948869633982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3899295948869633982' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3899295948869633982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3899295948869633982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/StCgh0JxwPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/e9nsWVqJJc4/s72-c/bath+dylan+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-3200409807115496969</id><published>2009-09-29T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:42:15.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME BABY DYLAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387098303790030498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLRXX-DnqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PYbNqcwVY8c/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+2+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387098482755449490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLRhyqvMpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0ulzVWOi008/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+2+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387095573618041714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLO4dSVI3I/AAAAAAAAATM/C4_guZMd4mA/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387098805098164802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLR0jfOskI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3oh0Y4ZVqUk/s200/baby+dylan+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387096967274364674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLQJlD4_wI/AAAAAAAAATk/7A6J3MRnopI/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLRqw796wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7le2smaC9N0/s1600-h/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+2+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387098636909669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLRqw796wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7le2smaC9N0/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+2+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387099745653195890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLSrTVBhHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/KaM5A1TyRC8/s200/Dylan+Pics+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387097114458921954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLQSJXbG-I/AAAAAAAAATs/8a59Uz2CiDc/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387095290213575586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLOn9hcK6I/AAAAAAAAATE/CObuHZRvpKo/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387096736302973154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLP8IoBQOI/AAAAAAAAATc/OsNtwU4Shgg/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387097850677409298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLQ8__lthI/AAAAAAAAAT0/SaFcTclzZXQ/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387094888858258450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLOQmW4DBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/GwH0wxvFXBw/s200/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; With much anticipation...and swelling of various body parts, baby Dylan is finally here! He was born on Tuesday September 22 at 5:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs 14 oz and is beautiful! I couln't have had a smoother delivery, which was such a relief after what I went through with Arlo. Clint and I were both suprised that I didn't go early, since with Arlo I was 10 days early. I actually had to get induced to avoid my Dr. going out of town. I arrived at the hospital at 10:30 and was checked in to the birthing room by 11:00. For the first while I had to be on an antibiotic for testing positive for strep B. by 12:30 they put me on pitocin and at 2:00 the Dr. broke my water. At first I wasn't having any contractions so I just told the nurse I would let her know when I wanted an epidural. This was a mistake! I should have gotten the drugs right when my water was broken. within 5 minutes I went from little to no contractions, to major intense contractions. I endured these for only about 30 minutes thank goodness for epidurals! after that it was smooth sailing. By 5 I had a feeling I was ready to go. I could feel a lot of pressure and asked my nurse to check me. Good thing I did! I was fully efaced and dialated and ready to have a baby. My Dr. came in and I started pushing at 5:07. After 3 pushes (at 5:10) Dylan was here. It was unbelievable! I couldn't believe how easy it was. It was crazy that I was able to deliver such a big boy with no problems. both my Dr and I were shocked by his size. By my measurements he thought that Dylan would be about the same size as Arlo when he was born. I finally have a baby with some chub! he is so cute. He looks so much like Arlo did when he was born. Welcome to the family Dylan! we are so happy your here&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/6319827480273317741-3200409807115496969?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3200409807115496969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=3200409807115496969' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3200409807115496969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/3200409807115496969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-baby-dylan.html' title='WELCOME BABY DYLAN!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SsLRXX-DnqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PYbNqcwVY8c/s72-c/Hospital+Baby+Dylan+2+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2937878218776708264</id><published>2009-09-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:24:43.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Time Rituals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWdjdcZlJI/AAAAAAAAASM/viRJOM-xGHA/s1600-h/Song+Time+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWdMkf1aDI/AAAAAAAAASE/-lYOlrKZM-U/s1600-h/Song+Time+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383381768872486962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWdMkf1aDI/AAAAAAAAASE/-lYOlrKZM-U/s200/Song+Time+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the past few years of having Arlo, our family has developed fun little rituals that we do just to spice up the daily routine. I have noticed kids REALLY like repitition and things that they can count on. Over the past few weeks a very cute ritual has developed between Arlo and Dad. At first I am sure Clint thought it was innocent. I mean after all, all he did was mention one night before bed that he would stay in there with him talk a while. A few nights later It was still going, only they weren't talking...exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our usual goodnight loves and cuddles Clint hangs back with his boy and they sing, yes thats right, sing together. What you ask? Well it is really quite an eclectic mix. We have some good old fashioned Rock N Roll such as Deep Purples Smoke on the Water and Dead Leopards (&lt;em&gt;as Arlo calls them&lt;/em&gt;) pour some sugar on me, mixed in with a few classic nursury rhymes such as twinkle twinkle little star and hickory dickory dock. A few times I have noticed Clint struggling a bit with the words to the nursury rhymes and he just kind of throws a few things in there. it cracks me up! he is pretty creative. Well, the other day Clint came home from work with an entire notebook of full of nursury rhymes he had printed out. He said " The kid remembers everything and If were going to sing these I had better teach him the right words or he will be going to school singing them all jacked up." (&lt;em&gt;I have also learned this the hard way by mis pronouncing dinosaur names which Arlo later refuses to fix. sorry palentologists everywhere!)&lt;/em&gt; Anyway it seems that the Daddy Arlo song time is here to stay. Arlo just loves it and I love my husband for coming up with it. What a good dad. My boy-soon to be boys are so lucky to have him. &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/6319827480273317741-2937878218776708264?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2937878218776708264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2937878218776708264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2937878218776708264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2937878218776708264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/bed-time-rituals.html' title='Bed Time Rituals'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWdMkf1aDI/AAAAAAAAASE/-lYOlrKZM-U/s72-c/Song+Time+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-701529638388368461</id><published>2009-09-19T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:54:23.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cute things he says....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There have been a slew of funny comments comming out of my son this week and I thought I should get some out before I forget about them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: Mom, When Is Dylan Hatching? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(man I wish it were that easy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: Ok, So right now I am Peter Parker, But when I put these on, I will turn into Spider Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(please see Pajamees -as he calls them, below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383377227280019042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWZENvz7mI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GWVr_ABFtfg/s200/083109+189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-701529638388368461?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/701529638388368461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=701529638388368461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/701529638388368461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/701529638388368461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/cute-things-he-says.html' title='The cute things he says....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SrWZENvz7mI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GWVr_ABFtfg/s72-c/083109+189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-61399910091582635</id><published>2009-09-12T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:58:58.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Update-Day 2</title><content type='html'>After day one down I was feeling less nervous about day 2. I figured that he might have some tears but I knew that he do fine after the initial drop off. My sister came with me so that Arlo could show her his classroom and his desk. We walked him in, talked with him a bit, gave him a hug and left. He did amazing! no tears at all. As the matter of fact this is a little conversation we had about school right before we left. I could have died of cuteness. I love my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: So are you excited for school today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arlo: Do you think I will draw another red fire truck?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: That would be so cool, or you might even draw something else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arlo: Yea. That boy Colton was really sad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: Yea. Sometimes it's hard the first day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arlo: But it's ok. If he is sad today I will tell him it's ok and his mom will be there soon, cuz it's not very long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom: Sweety that is a great idea. What a good friend you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-61399910091582635?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/61399910091582635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=61399910091582635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/61399910091582635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/61399910091582635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-school-update-day-2.html' title='Pre-School Update-Day 2'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-8775768983546742589</id><published>2009-09-12T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:42:59.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 9-11 ...or Trying to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My great freind Bonnie had the idea to take the kids today to a special 9-11 memorial that was taking place in Sandy. We thought that even though they wouldn't understand it fully, it was a good opportunity to talk a bit about it and for Bonnie and I to take a minute to remember. Well, I don't think Arlo was feeling quite as patriotic about the whole thing as I was.... Heres some pics below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom trying to walk Arlo through the flags and Arlo-not having it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481638281571554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SqtPiwJI7OI/AAAAAAAAARk/70yO6fBj6PQ/s200/9-11+David,+Arlo+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;David taking pics with the soldiers (Arlo was off to the side clinging on my leg...)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380482085626862162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SqtP8yokWlI/AAAAAAAAARs/CjK20lJxPhc/s200/9-11+David,+Arlo+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Although my boy didn't get much out of it. I was glad I did something to take a moment, reflect, remember, and pay my respects.  We took the boys to the park after and they had a great time. It was a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-8775768983546742589?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8775768983546742589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=8775768983546742589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8775768983546742589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/8775768983546742589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering-9-11-or-trying-to.html' title='Remembering 9-11 ...or Trying to'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SqtPiwJI7OI/AAAAAAAAARk/70yO6fBj6PQ/s72-c/9-11+David,+Arlo+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-7399284997157442798</id><published>2009-09-08T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:24:02.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Day one Down! We made it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Arlo Before Going to School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379331673631700002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sqc5p__TNCI/AAAAAAAAARE/DwMQ_cgVBAk/s200/Arlo%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo at his desk&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332273979674994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sqc6M8daUXI/AAAAAAAAARM/VhgqbuvZOmM/s200/Arlo%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Arlo at the Rug&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332448312525250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sqc6XF5mgcI/AAAAAAAAARU/lT53O61CzaA/s200/Arlo%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Arlo using the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332577029884962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sqc6elaNjCI/AAAAAAAAARc/CXdlnjmPDtk/s200/Arlo%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today has come and went and my little guy made it through his first day at school. I think this will definately be going down as one of the toughest things I have faced as a mom so far. Hopefully through this parenting journey I can learn to toughen up a bit...and gain some perspective, or I think I might be in trouble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning started with a lot of anxiety and crying for Arlo. He locked himself in a room at one point stating over and over he wasn't going to pre-school. I tried my best to keep positive and calm his nerves, but at certain points my own nerves were getting the best of me and we both were reduced to tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time we were ready to go, I got him feeling pretty ok about things and took him to get a bagel before (this is always a shur fire way to cheer him up). When we got to school, I took friends advice and tried to make the drop off short and sweet. I walked him in to his classroom, helped him put his bag in his cubby, showed him to his chair where his very kind teacher was waiting, and then I peeled his crying body off of mine and walked out of the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove to a nearby target parking lot and cried for about 20 minutes, then I called my sister and husband and cried some more. After the cryfest, I got it together enough to go into target and pick my little guy up a car toy (Mader from the movie Cars to be exact) as a reward for his first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I thought it would be safe I headed back to his school and peeped through the viewing window for the last 35 minutes of class. I can't believe what I saw. My boy was doing fine! He was eating his snack and listening very intently to his teachers. A few times he tried to sneak away to play with the toys during rug time, but his teacher lovingly guided him back. He definately was still not having it with the songs but he was doing such a great job with listening and craft time; although he had his red fire engine colored in about 30 seconds and was making another escape with one of the other boys back to the toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so funny and interesting to watch how he interacted in his new environment. I noticed that the boys in his class seemed to have a much harder time sitting still during rug and craft time than the girls. They seemed to just want to move, Including my guy. He really did great with following directions though, and if he was straying from a certain activity, one kind word from the teacher seemed to get him back on track. I also saw that a lot of the kids at different times were having a hard time with being there. A few broke out into tears asking for their mommy's. Arlo may have been the worst in the beginning, but he was doing great by the end. I was so relieved to see him getting along just fine and before I knew it, He was done and walking out the door with a big smile to greet me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home I sat him on my lap and we had a little chat about school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our conversation below;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: &lt;em&gt;So what did you like best about school?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;Um, snacks were good. We got those fishes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: &lt;em&gt;Was there anything you didn't like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;Yea, they wanted me to carry a flag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy:&lt;em&gt;oh really, during song time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: &lt;em&gt;Well what did you think about school, do you think you will be ok with going back?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;I was scared , but then I think I liked it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: &lt;em&gt;I love you so much and I am so proud of you for going to big boy school. I am sorry that I cried but It was really hard for me to leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlo: &lt;em&gt;Mom, I just wanted to be with you so much, thats why I cried. But then I was ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our chat I gave him his new mader car which he was very happy about and the rest was history! We made it Whew-day one is over and hopefully day two wont be as hard on either of us. &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/6319827480273317741-7399284997157442798?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7399284997157442798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=7399284997157442798' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7399284997157442798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/7399284997157442798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-school-day-one-down-we-made-it.html' title='Pre-School Day one Down! We made it'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Sqc5p__TNCI/AAAAAAAAARE/DwMQ_cgVBAk/s72-c/Arlo%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-2581948078933902685</id><published>2009-09-04T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:36:40.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Orientation</title><content type='html'>On Thursday we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arlo's&lt;/span&gt; very anticipated p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;re-s&lt;/span&gt;chool orientation. Since I began doing research for the right school for him and found this one, I just haven't been sure if he is ready. I know he will love the structure and learning aspect, but he is extremely shy in new settings and very attached to me. Luckily, as the summer has gone on he has really turned a corner with his shyness and I have actually been feeling pretty hopeful about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, orientation turned out to be a rough one for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; and for Mommy. When we arrived it was really crowded and somewhat chaotic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; was immediately freaked out. When his dad got there he seemed to calm down a bit and we headed into his new classroom. His teacher was so nice and great with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arlo. She &lt;/span&gt;gave him a special shirt and bag, and showed us where his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cubby&lt;/span&gt; and desk was. He was still tense as ever, but once he saw all of the toys and made his way over to them he started to loosen up a bit. We met two little boys and talked to his teacher for quite a while about airplanes. Things seemed to be looking up..that is until we had to transition to something new. The teacher put on a clean up song and asked that all of the kids finish up with the toys and join her on the rug. He looked at me with panic, and his eyes welled up with tears as he exclaimed; "I don't want to clean up!".&lt;br /&gt;Once I got him to the rug the teacher went through some interactive ABC songs and games. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Arlo&lt;/span&gt; refused to join in. He kept turning to me and giving me this look that seemed to say "are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt;? This is lame!"&lt;br /&gt;After the ABC's we had to make another transition to the gym where the head of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school was going to read the kids a story and chat with the parents. With this news, he had another melt down. By this time I was having a bit of a melt down myself (although doing my best to try and hide it). I wanted to take him and run out of the building. He felt so scared and unsafe. I just wanted to make everything right for him... It was torture.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what seemed like forever, it was time to go. All the way home I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;upset&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't even talk for fear I would burst into tears. (I don't think the fact that I am over 8 months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;, swollen and having contractions was really helping my emotional state.)&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Clint was trying to get me to talk about what aspects of the evening were so upsetting and of course, once again, the waterworks started flowing. I began sputtering things out like "I can't do it....he was so afraid...he doesn't like it etc etc"&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, my little man comes up to me and says, " Mom, don't be sad. I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I just didn't like the big gym, but I liked my class. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, the Mommy-the one who is supposed to be strong, crying and blubbering like a baby in front of my baby! I should have been the one giving him courage and strength to go through this big change, but instead my amazing little boy was the one giving it to me. I can't believe how hard it is to let him grow, to face his fears alone, and trust that he can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-2581948078933902685?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2581948078933902685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=2581948078933902685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2581948078933902685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/2581948078933902685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-school-orientation.html' title='Pre-School Orientation'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319827480273317741.post-5926304173627038392</id><published>2009-08-31T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:51:57.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horsey Bed</title><content type='html'>We have been in the throws of major basement renovation for the past few months. Seems that we like to have lots of chaos going on right before were going to have a baby. We were doing renovations before we had Arlo as well. We have 3 bedrooms in the basement which is just enough for Arlo, Dylan and Clint&amp;amp; I to be right next to each other. We have just finished all of the rooms and have moved on to the hallway and living room. Lets keep our fingers crossed that we can get it done before Dylan decides to come. As we have been preparing to move rooms I have also been working on a special project for Arlo. When Clint was little his very first bed was made by his very skillful dad and it was a Horsey bed. Well, he has since passed the bed on to us and I have been working on it night and day to get it ready for Arlo's new room. I am happy to say I have finished and It has been a Huge hit! Arlo loves it and has been so amazing about the transition from Crib to bed. I think the Horsey made it seem so cool to sleep in he just couldn't wait to move to his big boy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some before and after pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SpyyBNjVXoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/q0-1r0u53qM/s1600-h/083109+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376367789061004930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SpyyBNjVXoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/q0-1r0u53qM/s200/083109+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Spyy7TlM1lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BAM3eKfpexc/s1600-h/083109+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376368787111859794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Spyy7TlM1lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BAM3eKfpexc/s200/083109+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlo getting ready to sleep in his Horsey bed for the first time-in his cool Spider Man PJ's of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376369262083473122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SpyzW8_QfuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GzLlOsFMBv4/s200/083109+189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376370232262787602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/Spy0PbMCAhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qmMgLbuyj20/s200/083109+192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376369687062684386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SpyzvsKMouI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_XJEJKQuJ-A/s200/083109+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319827480273317741-5926304173627038392?l=cdilleyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5926304173627038392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6319827480273317741&amp;postID=5926304173627038392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5926304173627038392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319827480273317741/posts/default/5926304173627038392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdilleyfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/horsey-bed.html' title='Horsey Bed'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146205228895482902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SQE22lDm-CI/AAAAAAAAABA/4v6lNCX6LOQ/S220/IMG_1465.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Alt5OZpx9nI/SpyyBNjVXoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/q0-1r0u53qM/s72-c/083109+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
