<?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-5038382963905768315</id><updated>2011-10-11T20:27:55.707-07:00</updated><category term='Dino&apos;s'/><category term='Easter 2009'/><title type='text'>Life and Times of Erin</title><subtitle type='html'>Possibly my way of being able to look back and know what happened when my 
kids were growing up</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1224305108278660138</id><published>2011-08-02T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:15:12.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa</title><content type='html'>My Grandpa was the most amazing man I've ever known. Honest to a fault and more loving and accepting than I ever realized people could be. He was never to busy for his family and enjoyed every moment of his life. I can't say enough about the man who had such a profound hand in who I am today and who my children will become. He never forgot who he was or the humble upbringing in that tiny house in Magna where he came from. I will miss him deeply, but am so grateful for the 28 years I got to have with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was only for a short time I know that he had a profound impact on my children and will continue to through the stories of his life which will continue to be shared with them. Him and Myles were the best of friends. Spending afternoons taking naps in the recliner when Myles was just a baby and at McDonalds as he got older. Grandpa's little Spunker Doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never hesitated to accept Chris and Logan into the family. From the day they met he was the same Grandpa to them that he had always been to me. Chris would sit for hours watching and talking sports with him. Something that they both loved and bonded over. (Even if the never did agree on the same team.) There's not enough that I could say about my grandpa. I still can't believe he's gone, but I also know that he is now home and at peace. No more worry and no more suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for us left behind, but I also know that he is in a place where I can see him again and where he can take care of our 2 angel babies that we never got the chance to meet. Now it's their turn to have the most caring, wonderful, loving Great Grandpa that anyone could ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Grandpa. Thank you for everything you taught me over the years. Watch over us and We'll see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lrg6ikyeyU/TjhgmDs542I/AAAAAAAAAps/VX6mZNPesxQ/s1600/Grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636361140599120738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lrg6ikyeyU/TjhgmDs542I/AAAAAAAAAps/VX6mZNPesxQ/s320/Grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rex Carl Conradsen 1926 ~ 2011 Judge Rex Carl Conradsen, age 85, passed away peacefully on July 19, 2011. He was born March 8, 1926 in Magna, Utah &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBySR2dd8jU/TjhgSPGr2bI/AAAAAAAAApc/1DPz7NY0v4w/s1600/Grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to Carl Christian Conradsen and Rhoda Mariah Beckstead. He was proud of his Danish and pioneer heritage. An active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Graduated from Cyprus High School. He married his sweetheart Gustie Ruth Thompson in the Salt Lake Temple on August 14, 1951. He served his country with great passion as a member of the Merchant Marines and the U.S. Air Force during World War II and Korea. He worked for and retired from Kennecott Copper. He loved his community and served as a Justice Court Judge for more than 27 years. While serving on the bench, his decisions were always based on the facts of the case. He was highly respected for his compassion and understanding of those who passed through his courtroom. Rex and Gustie were very active in the Good Sam Utah Salt Shakers Club where they made great friends and had many memorable adventures. Rex enjoyed golf, BYU Cougars, and taking naps in the garden that he loved. During breakfasts with old buddies, he shared memories of a simple childhood growing up in Magna and they won "The War" again. He loved serving as a Scout Master and was a great influence in the lives of many young scouts. Bear Lake was his favorite place for making family memories. He is survived by his wife, Gustie; children, Colby (Mark) Heddlesten, Tina (Karl) Green and Kent Conradsen. 10 grandchildren and numerous great grandchildren; sister, Catherine Simpson and many adoring nieces and nephews. Preceded in death by parents, sisters, Louise Pulley Williams, Karen Jones, and Florence Thomas; brother, Donald. Rex was a man that has left a legacy that will be hard to match. He lived modestly, but never missed a moment of enjoying life. People that knew him will be forever influenced by his family dedication, willingness to do what is right and the ability to always speak with sincerity and truth. Funeral Services for Rex will be held Tuesday, July 26th at 11:00 a.m. at the Spencer 4th Ward Chapel, 8181 Breeze Drive, Magna, Utah. The family will receive friends at a visitation Monday evening from 6:00 until 8:00 p.m. at Valley View Funeral Home, 4335 West 4100 South, West Valley City; and one hour prior to the service on Tuesday at the Ward. Interment: Valley View Memorial Park. &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/5038382963905768315-1224305108278660138?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1224305108278660138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1224305108278660138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-grandpa.html' title='My Grandpa'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lrg6ikyeyU/TjhgmDs542I/AAAAAAAAAps/VX6mZNPesxQ/s72-c/Grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6164048954183820200</id><published>2011-06-16T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:21:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Awesome Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't talk about my dad on here much. He tends to be quiet at times and kind of keeps to himself, but he really is the most amazing guy. He always knows when one of us needs something and is more than willing, in his own way, to provide for us. He knows when we should figure it out for ourselves or when he can step in and help out. And although he doesn't say it much I've always know that he love me and my family just by the little things that he does. Things like always showing up to my softball games and teaching me how to "do it the right way" after all of my practices. Even when I quit and started playing soccer he told me "I don't understand the rules, but if that's what you want to do then I'll be to every game I can." And he was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last few years he's shown me his love by the way that he treats my family. He's opened his arms to Chris and Logan and completely accepted them. He loves Myles more than I thought possible. He's always playing with him and doing everything that Myles asks. They are attached at the hip most times they're together. And Myles is learning so much from him. Like how to mow the lawn and most recently how to plant tomatoes. My dad even bought Myles his own tomato growing kit, which after we grew them in the living room for a few weeks they planted together in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short my dad is a great guy and I'm so blessed that he is in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWWhy2mp8LY/TfplTirNyPI/AAAAAAAAApU/DXTXeqRieG0/s1600/IMAG0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618914871498098930" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWWhy2mp8LY/TfplTirNyPI/AAAAAAAAApU/DXTXeqRieG0/s320/IMAG0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyNU5z2cQzs/TfplTT-OvrI/AAAAAAAAApM/cHRQSpKE300/s1600/IMAG0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618914867551321778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyNU5z2cQzs/TfplTT-OvrI/AAAAAAAAApM/cHRQSpKE300/s320/IMAG0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammpy and Myles planting tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6164048954183820200?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6164048954183820200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6164048954183820200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-awesome-dad.html' title='My Awesome Dad'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWWhy2mp8LY/TfplTirNyPI/AAAAAAAAApU/DXTXeqRieG0/s72-c/IMAG0283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-82890340651704124</id><published>2011-05-30T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:03:02.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Bird-a-tory</title><content type='html'>They day of Myles graduation I decided to take off and spend it with my little man. I wasn't sure how the weather would work out so I wanted to stay close to home just in case we got rained out.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Tracy Aviary, or as Myles calls is the Bird-a-tory. Myles had never been and he loved it. They are doing A LOT of construction, but they still had quite a bit to see. Myles had a great time seeing all of the different birds. His favorite by far was the peacock. They have 4 or 5 just walking around and every so often they would show off their plumes. It was petty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took the time to feed the Sun Conure's. They're these yellow and red squawky/screechy birds, but they let you right in the cage with them and give you a slice of apple. They will come land on your arm and hand and eat the apple as you hold it. It's really neat. I was concerned that Myles wouldn't like it since he's not a huge fan of loud noises and I though he might get scared, but he loved it. There was a huge smile on his face the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that I took the day to spend just with my little guy. It was nice to have a whole day with just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liOzWGmFo4U/TePmw17v8lI/AAAAAAAAAoc/MgqQ-VubaGg/s1600/Phone%2B114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583287419564626" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liOzWGmFo4U/TePmw17v8lI/AAAAAAAAAoc/MgqQ-VubaGg/s320/Phone%2B114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wEcoUijGrJM/TePmwYQVNyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bhBi3pyqrW8/s1600/Phone%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583279452829474" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wEcoUijGrJM/TePmwYQVNyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bhBi3pyqrW8/s320/Phone%2B102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This duck was huge, maybe it wasn't a duck, but still the things feet were ginormous. It came right up to the fence when Myles crouched down. I though it might try and bite his nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ItGspoJkibE/TePmwLlCufI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vLwFSNe-U84/s1600/Phone%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583276050037234" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ItGspoJkibE/TePmwLlCufI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vLwFSNe-U84/s320/Phone%2B098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJMDjWKrJ6A/TePm6RhS20I/AAAAAAAAAo0/GfibRgmr-fI/s1600/Phone%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583449443621698" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJMDjWKrJ6A/TePm6RhS20I/AAAAAAAAAo0/GfibRgmr-fI/s320/Phone%2B115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMtYACEms0A/TePmxRu452I/AAAAAAAAAok/7EGgxxhzaKM/s1600/Phone%2B120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583294881818466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMtYACEms0A/TePmxRu452I/AAAAAAAAAok/7EGgxxhzaKM/s320/Phone%2B120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-ZPMFLLg0/TePmxpt7OFI/AAAAAAAAAos/EkQkScIZq3M/s1600/Phone%2B117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612583301320226898" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-ZPMFLLg0/TePmxpt7OFI/AAAAAAAAAos/EkQkScIZq3M/s320/Phone%2B117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-82890340651704124?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/82890340651704124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/82890340651704124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/tracy-bird-tory.html' title='Tracy Bird-a-tory'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liOzWGmFo4U/TePmw17v8lI/AAAAAAAAAoc/MgqQ-VubaGg/s72-c/Phone%2B114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4655383294366536735</id><published>2011-05-30T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:58:27.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Grad Year 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby graduated from his first year of Preschool on May 26th. I'm such a proud mom! Because of his age and the school deadline and how the Granite School District works their preschool program he was in the "Young 3's" class so he actually gets to go for 2 more years, but since his birthday is at the beginning of the school year he had been in the class since the beginning. He had such a great time and was always SO excited to go to school. I think he really liked that his class was in a real school. He goes to Pleasant Green Elementary and loved to let everyone know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His graduation was really cute. The teachers had all the kids sing the Slippery Fish song. They were all so shy that no one really sang, but a few of them did the actions. Myles not so much. He was super shy since there were so many people. I also think a big part of it was that Chris and I, my grandparents, mom, and mother-in-law were there. After the song they showed a slide show with pictures from throughout the year. All of the kids were so cute and you could see the changes they all made during the year. After the slide show they called all the kids up one by one and gave them their graduation certificate, a new book, and their folders from the year.&lt;br /&gt;I know he still has a while before he starts preschool, but it's still bitter sweet to see my baby grow up. He's so smart and I know that this last year in school has played a huge role in that. Thank You to all of his awesome teachers. Mrs Payne, Miss Rivkind, Mrs. Stoddard and Mrs. Munos. We'll see you again in the fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4jt4LKv2U/TePcZnExD7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tOHykywWU2A/s1600/Phone%2B087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612571893177585586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4jt4LKv2U/TePcZnExD7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tOHykywWU2A/s320/Phone%2B087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9leVG6xanzc/TePcZH-OYUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/avEcZMsusVA/s1600/Phone%2B086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612571884828647746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9leVG6xanzc/TePcZH-OYUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/avEcZMsusVA/s320/Phone%2B086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxe1UTYwpGA/TePcZEddwkI/AAAAAAAAAnU/AbVYeNN4OL0/s1600/Phone%2B084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612571883885937218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxe1UTYwpGA/TePcZEddwkI/AAAAAAAAAnU/AbVYeNN4OL0/s320/Phone%2B084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOJFZTT_eNk/TePcYQXEiEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/CgBa4IK2Jl0/s1600/Phone%2B088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612571869900474434" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOJFZTT_eNk/TePcYQXEiEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/CgBa4IK2Jl0/s320/Phone%2B088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to make something special for his teachers and got this great idea from my blog friend &lt;a href="http://magnamom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; who made &lt;a href="http://magnamom.blogspot.com/2010/12/teacher-gifts.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; adorable, and super easy, coasters for teacher Christmas gifts. Myles helped cut the paper and then my mom and I did the rest. Myles also did a dot-to-dot, his favorite thing, for each of them and my Grandma, who was such an integral part of his school year gave them a little something as well. They all loved it and were so glad to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na_qIqD-Dvk/TePh6W3juoI/AAAAAAAAAn0/2zRwFHJlVfE/s1600/Phone%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612577953321040514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na_qIqD-Dvk/TePh6W3juoI/AAAAAAAAAn0/2zRwFHJlVfE/s320/Phone%2B080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sets of 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Liu9zm7eSCk/TePh65sxYCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XLO8aNp0cxY/s1600/Phone%2B082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612577962671038498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Liu9zm7eSCk/TePh65sxYCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XLO8aNp0cxY/s320/Phone%2B082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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/5038382963905768315-4655383294366536735?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4655383294366536735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4655383294366536735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/preschool-grad-year-1.html' title='Preschool Grad Year 1'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4jt4LKv2U/TePcZnExD7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tOHykywWU2A/s72-c/Phone%2B087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2495356465266662209</id><published>2011-05-30T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:53:32.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee Ball</title><content type='html'>Well Conner Man started Tee Ball last week. We decided that since his collar bone didn't seem to be bothering him that bad we'd take him and see how much he could participate. He's on a team with his cousin Chase and a friends nephew Michael. He ended up being able to do just about everything. Since it's his throwing hand that he can't use he "catches" the ball with his left hand then takes off his glove and throws with his left hand as well. He can kind of swing the bat on handed too. It's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His team name is the Blue Jays and his coach is awesome. He understands that the kids are still little and tries to teach them the basic fundamentals. They play for an hour, the first 30 min is just the kids and the coach, kind of like a practice and then the last 30 min is the "game" One team bats and the other fields and then once they've gone through all the kids then they switch sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all of the kids are 3-5 years old they need a lot of parental assistance out on the field to show them where to throw the ball and which base to run too, so Chris is able to be out on the field with Myles and the team. It eases my anxiety a little knowing that he's out there and can keep Myles slightly corralled and mellow while he finished healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really cute to watch them all play and they have such a great time. I'm glad we decided to let him give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures aren't that great, but they're all I've got. Myles is the on in the bright blue shirt and the sling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzhosPydfBM/TePYoHAJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Mzah3M7w9Bs/s1600/Phone%2B130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612567744219835890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzhosPydfBM/TePYoHAJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Mzah3M7w9Bs/s320/Phone%2B130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running to first base after his first at bat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmIwhrqdFd0/TePYn2bD1VI/AAAAAAAAAm0/N8gt6aNBISI/s1600/Phone%2B127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612567739769279826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmIwhrqdFd0/TePYn2bD1VI/AAAAAAAAAm0/N8gt6aNBISI/s320/Phone%2B127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fielding" the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pru8Zxotmlc/TePYnn5i68I/AAAAAAAAAms/KdKc1EQCVxg/s1600/Phone%2B125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612567735870614466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pru8Zxotmlc/TePYnn5i68I/AAAAAAAAAms/KdKc1EQCVxg/s320/Phone%2B125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chase and Myles are the two standing in the middle of the picture waiting for the ball. Chris is on the left helping out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2495356465266662209?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2495356465266662209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2495356465266662209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/tee-ball.html' title='Tee Ball'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzhosPydfBM/TePYoHAJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Mzah3M7w9Bs/s72-c/Phone%2B130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3937592558315289428</id><published>2011-05-23T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:16:46.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>The last posts have been a little out of order, but at least they're getting done... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter was great this year. We went to a few egg hunts and ate tons of candy! Chris was able to have the Saturday before off so he actually got to go to the annual hunt in my sisters neighborhood with us. It was really great to have him there. He even took over the camera so that I could enjoy watching Myles. Seems a little backward, but he said that since I always had to take him alone that I should be able to enjoy just watching this year. (He's such a sweetheart.)&lt;br /&gt;Everything went really well. Myles had a great time coloring eggs as well as searching from them after the Easter Bunny came. He was so involved in the egg finding Easter morning, the he saw his basket and just walked away from it so find more.&lt;br /&gt;We had Easter dinner at my grandma and grandpa's house. Chris' mom and nephew Chase came over and we had a great time sitting, talking, eating and playing with the boys. We put together a small hunt in the backyard and the boys of course had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;Logan was in St. George this year. We defiantly missed him, but know that he had a good time at the sand dunes with his family. He got his basket when he came up the following weekend and was pretty stoked that the Easter Bunny didn't forget him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for the Easter holiday and what it truly means. I've tried to teach both of the boys the real meaning and I really hope that it sticks. The Atonment is so important to me and what it means for my family. I'm so blessed to have them and the Savior in my life. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3iq5vTVCmU/TePNtBMSciI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KpWHBKMNVGY/s1600/Phone%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NafZtrI-FJA/TePOLqpKVGI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3Wfun5btZaA/s1600/Phone%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556260454585442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NafZtrI-FJA/TePOLqpKVGI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3Wfun5btZaA/s320/Phone%2B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJIyUhF1DA/TePOLeb0PaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0AL1yxObE9c/s1600/Phone%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556257177386402" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJIyUhF1DA/TePOLeb0PaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0AL1yxObE9c/s320/Phone%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or5WOvqfhhQ/TePOLM8kpSI/AAAAAAAAAmU/js47EVlm6a4/s1600/2011-04-30_07-35-56_617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556252482938146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or5WOvqfhhQ/TePOLM8kpSI/AAAAAAAAAmU/js47EVlm6a4/s320/2011-04-30_07-35-56_617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUwpLFRtpKc/TePOK8Yx6TI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CZHxzphHnhc/s1600/2011-04-24_17-19-05_713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556248037845298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUwpLFRtpKc/TePOK8Yx6TI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CZHxzphHnhc/s320/2011-04-24_17-19-05_713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niwtOzpJAyY/TePOK98tI1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ri9PuQAx96E/s1600/2011-04-24_07-52-57_975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556248456962898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niwtOzpJAyY/TePOK98tI1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ri9PuQAx96E/s320/2011-04-24_07-52-57_975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3937592558315289428?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3937592558315289428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3937592558315289428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NafZtrI-FJA/TePOLqpKVGI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3Wfun5btZaA/s72-c/Phone%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8162424646108468748</id><published>2011-05-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:41:30.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Bones</title><content type='html'>It's been an eventful week at the Macceo house. On Wednesday the 18th Myles man fell while climbing out of a play pen and broke his right collar bone. (At least this is the story we've gotten from the 2 3year olds in the room. No one actually saw it happen.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took him to the urgent care for the x-ray and to see what had actually happened. He wasn't very fond of the x-ray machine and kept asking to put his shirt back on. While the nurse was getting everything ready he also told us a few times "I'm gettin out of here." We tried to get him excited by telling him that when he was done we'd get to see all of his fossil bones, but he didn't seem to care until he saw the actual x-ray, after that he was pretty stoked that he could see all of his "big chomping teeth" It ended up not being broken all the way through but it's still a pretty decent crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it looks horribly painful and from what I've heard it's not fun at all, however we have quite the trooper of a kid and so far he's acted like it's not phasing him at all.&lt;br /&gt;From what the doc told us it can take 4-6 weeks to heal. (Quite the way to start the summer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first week we've had to have him in a sling plus use an ace bandage to secure his right arm to his body so there is no movement. After the first week we can take the ace bandage off and have his are just in the sling. I was instructed to "let his pain be his guide." I'm nervous about this since he seems to be in no pain at all. If I ask him he always tells me that he's good, or that it fells fine. I've hardly given him any medicine at all. I guess it's good that it's not bugging him, but at the same time, I'd feel a lot better if he at least acted like it was broken even a little. So far he's been running around the house, jumping on the beds, climbing up the slide and at one point he was trying to ride his scooter, although he just kept going around in circles, which was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he's doing so well and that he's barley complained. He really is such a great kid. Now I just need to get through the next 3-4 weeks. We are praying that it heals fine and that there are no lasting effects. That's really our biggest concern now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzUkLmEGdhM/TdrTz505hPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/BrTY6Dy5LO4/s1600/%257E2577028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610029174492857586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzUkLmEGdhM/TdrTz505hPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/BrTY6Dy5LO4/s320/%257E2577028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always our little tough guy. Giving daddy the thumbs up after getting the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lH0wHXzMyyI/TdrTzhXF1fI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KpIUOHjC0M0/s1600/%257E5586114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610029167925384690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lH0wHXzMyyI/TdrTzhXF1fI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KpIUOHjC0M0/s320/%257E5586114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how he's been for the last 5 days. All wrapped up and huge smiles. What a trooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8162424646108468748?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8162424646108468748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8162424646108468748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/broken-bones.html' title='Broken Bones'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzUkLmEGdhM/TdrTz505hPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/BrTY6Dy5LO4/s72-c/%257E2577028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4383574919086712382</id><published>2011-05-17T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:54:44.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC'S the Myles Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ABCDEFGH R JKMMMMP QRSTUVWXYZ Next time won't you sing with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4383574919086712382?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4383574919086712382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4383574919086712382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/abc-myles-way.html' title='ABC&amp;#39;S the Myles Way'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1171793398639791923</id><published>2011-05-17T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:03:05.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller Motor Sports</title><content type='html'>The last weekend that Logan was here we were able to get tickets to one of the car races at Miller Motor Sportsway out here in Tooele. We had enough tickets to take My Mom and Dad as well as Chris' Mom and nephew Chase. The kids had a great time. They loved the speeding cars and all of the fun things they had. All three of the boys got to play in this huge bubble thing that splashed around in a pool. Logan and Chase loved it, Myles not so much, he lasted all of 5 seconds. It was hilarious to watch them try and stand up. They just kept slipping and falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan and my mom took a ride on the zip line. It's 150 feet up in the air, sitting in a two passenger car. It takes you up backward and then down you slide. Looked freaky to me and my mom didn't care for it to much, but Logan loved it. He said that he didn't even get scared and wishes it would have gone faster. Crazy kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles favorite part by far was being able to walk through the pits and see all of the race cars. He had picked out a favorite during one of the races, a bright green mustang, and as we were walking around we saw it. The driver was outside and let all of the kids walk around and look at it and even sit in the drivers seat. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are having the speed bike races the first weekend of the summer and we're hoping to take the boys again. Fun fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dvoC037K_nw/TdLq8Hh7VrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kGcBFXXypqE/s1600/IMAG0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607802804564088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dvoC037K_nw/TdLq8Hh7VrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kGcBFXXypqE/s320/IMAG0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qE-MZAZqOaE/TdLpHLdv-9I/AAAAAAAAAk8/DdAVpCgGPmM/s1600/IMAG0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607800795575614418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qE-MZAZqOaE/TdLpHLdv-9I/AAAAAAAAAk8/DdAVpCgGPmM/s320/IMAG0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GewsT3ykdw/TdLpGwk2OzI/AAAAAAAAAk0/AlZP1GoHmSg/s1600/IMAG0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607800788357626674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GewsT3ykdw/TdLpGwk2OzI/AAAAAAAAAk0/AlZP1GoHmSg/s320/IMAG0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1171793398639791923?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1171793398639791923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1171793398639791923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/miller-motor-sports.html' title='Miller Motor Sports'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dvoC037K_nw/TdLq8Hh7VrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kGcBFXXypqE/s72-c/IMAG0174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8647146916229341044</id><published>2011-05-17T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:00:21.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ta7bx9FqlvE/TdLhaq12pKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VVO1v4HMRPY/s1600/IMAG0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607792334322705570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ta7bx9FqlvE/TdLhaq12pKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VVO1v4HMRPY/s320/IMAG0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myles and Chris made a Pteranodon, nest out of pillows the other day. My child is obsessed, and it's adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8647146916229341044?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8647146916229341044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8647146916229341044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/dino-nest.html' title='Dino Nest'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ta7bx9FqlvE/TdLhaq12pKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VVO1v4HMRPY/s72-c/IMAG0214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6353634147189672656</id><published>2011-05-17T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T13:52:57.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk for the Cure</title><content type='html'>For the last 2 years I've, thanks to my work, have participated in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. It's been an amazing experience both times and I definatly plan on doing it every year that I can. This year I was able to have Chris, my mom and my sister there with me. We took Myles and I was glad that he did such a great job. He went last year but he was young enough to sit in the stroller the whole time. This year he switched between the stroller, walking and riding on Daddy's shoulders. It was a good time and even better that I was able to share it with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed that I have never really be closley effected by this horible diseas. There are so many people out there that have been effected multiple times and I am definatly lucky that I haven't been close to or lost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNMauPDtSFE/TdLfyzq8MQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/YGDe9S4QeTI/s1600/IMAG0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607790549986455810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNMauPDtSFE/TdLfyzq8MQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/YGDe9S4QeTI/s320/IMAG0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUkdUXmgp2o/TdLfzr1SoEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/A3qdpzoBEZA/s1600/IMAG0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wbb4zD6mAo/TdLfypOfIhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/RXrDxQE4iDw/s1600/IMAG0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607790547182756370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wbb4zD6mAo/TdLfypOfIhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/RXrDxQE4iDw/s320/IMAG0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/5038382963905768315-6353634147189672656?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6353634147189672656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6353634147189672656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/walk-for-cure.html' title='Walk for the Cure'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNMauPDtSFE/TdLfyzq8MQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/YGDe9S4QeTI/s72-c/IMAG0188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7863767649340259466</id><published>2011-05-17T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T13:41:54.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash</title><content type='html'>Myles LOVES to splash in puddles, what 3 year old doesn't? Since we've had so much rain lately I decided to take advantage of it and let him have some fun instead of being stuck inside. I got him all decked out in his rain gear and we headed outside in search of puddles. Following are the pictures I got of him having a great time. He raced his cars in the gutter and splashed until he was soaked. It was a lot of fun to watch him enjoying himself so much. He had a huge smile on his face the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdY3BDVdzbo/TdLc4LmmCwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/YbAH2zAn3pw/s1600/IMAG0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607787343775140610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdY3BDVdzbo/TdLc4LmmCwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/YbAH2zAn3pw/s320/IMAG0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEIDf2qmv6k/TdLb5t5BcTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/dJLukyN88Bo/s1600/IMAG0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607786270647480626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEIDf2qmv6k/TdLb5t5BcTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/dJLukyN88Bo/s320/IMAG0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3by8djFpaA/TdLb5T0MbXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/IZi6sq8AUqU/s1600/IMAG0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607786263647907186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3by8djFpaA/TdLb5T0MbXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/IZi6sq8AUqU/s320/IMAG0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGvE1htQb4Q/TdLc4cUDmMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QuXGB_9s3LQ/s1600/IMAG0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607787348260788418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGvE1htQb4Q/TdLc4cUDmMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QuXGB_9s3LQ/s320/IMAG0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-7863767649340259466?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7863767649340259466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7863767649340259466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdY3BDVdzbo/TdLc4LmmCwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/YbAH2zAn3pw/s72-c/IMAG0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6120589895828807906</id><published>2011-04-13T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:03:31.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spunker Doo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3yEX6fcKf0/TaYBXPUCv8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/N9upAsCcVSM/s1600/big%2Bbrother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595161085813637058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3yEX6fcKf0/TaYBXPUCv8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/N9upAsCcVSM/s320/big%2Bbrother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what my grandpa calls Myles. He's the only one who does and the only one who can call him by that name. This has nothing to do with my little story though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning Chris was talking to Myles and asked him "What are we going to do with a little girl in the house?" "We've never had one of those around." Myles looked at him with a huge smile and said "I'm going to catch her in my bug net." "And then she can sleep in my bug catcher." When Chris told him that she'll probably be to big to fit in the bug cage, he very seriously said no she's bitty teeny right now. (picture this with him using his fingers to show just how small he thinks she is.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so stinking cute. I know he's going to be such a great big brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6120589895828807906?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6120589895828807906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6120589895828807906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/spunker-doo.html' title='Spunker Doo'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3yEX6fcKf0/TaYBXPUCv8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/N9upAsCcVSM/s72-c/big%2Bbrother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8354737297333346995</id><published>2011-04-11T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:35:46.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big News That Most People Know</title><content type='html'>Back in January Chris and I found out that we are expecting again!! Yay!! We kept it pretty quiet for the first few months, but now the word is out and we're both, along with our families, SO excited. So far this pregnancy has been a lot like my one with Myles. No morning sickness and over all I've felt great. The only things I've really had to deal with is some minor acid reflux and some major migraines. Nothing to serious. I will complain a little about the heightened sense of smell though. I work around a bunch of cross country truck drivers and it can get pretty smelly at times. Not such a great thing when everything smells 10 times stronger. lol Now onto the best part! We found out April 5th that we're having a little girl!!! We're both way excited for this part too since we already have 2 boys. Admittedly however Chris and I have NO clue what to do with a girl... but I'm sure we'll figure it out. Hopefully she turns out a little more girly than I did, but who knows. I know she'll be beautiful and perfect no matter what. I'm so blessed to have this little bundle growing inside me right now. I can already feel her moving around and from the ultrasound and all the doctors appointments we know that she is growing strong and healthy. My due date is for September 5th. Only 5 days before Myles birthday... we sure know how to plan... I'm going to see if my doctor will let me deliver a little early, but whatever happens I know it will be what's best for both her and me. She was laying on her tummy for the whole ultrasound so the pictures didn't turn out fabulous, but you can still see here pretty well. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pp9KsMPhC8/TaNy20Fo8RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QRgrP0ssxrM/s1600/208061_10150221992387565_604777564_8675553_7196749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594441448145088786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pp9KsMPhC8/TaNy20Fo8RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QRgrP0ssxrM/s320/208061_10150221992387565_604777564_8675553_7196749_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is actually 2 pictures. The one on the right I think is fingers and the one on the left is her little foot &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTJjt_6xOPc/TaNy2vrfC1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/IMgYSSBRfQo/s1600/208061_10150221992382565_604777564_8675552_1292039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594441446961646418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTJjt_6xOPc/TaNy2vrfC1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/IMgYSSBRfQo/s320/208061_10150221992382565_604777564_8675552_1292039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inU_z2w90hE/TaNy2VQZMfI/AAAAAAAAAio/QT3VFb2HaWg/s1600/208061_10150221992377565_604777564_8675551_7782168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one basically her whole body. You can see the spine at the top leading into the back of the head, with her face at the bottom right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one showing that she's a girl, but it's pretty hard to tell what it is. These 2 are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's our "announcement" Yay for babies!! I'm so excited. I can't wait to see what new challenges and adventures this little bundle of girly-ness brings to our lives. &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/5038382963905768315-8354737297333346995?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8354737297333346995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8354737297333346995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-news-that-most-people-know.html' title='The Big News That Most People Know'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pp9KsMPhC8/TaNy20Fo8RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QRgrP0ssxrM/s72-c/208061_10150221992387565_604777564_8675553_7196749_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7936957165044231062</id><published>2011-04-11T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:10:33.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So since the holidays not a whole lot has happened. We moved out of Kearns, back to Stansbury, which I love. I've moved around so much in the last 9 years and not one time did I feel like I was home, like I actually belonged, now, even though we're not in our on place, I feel like we're home and that it's where we belong. It's a nice feeling to finally have. Well since not much has gone on I thought I'd just put up some pictures of the boys that I found. They've grown so much so fast that I haven't even realised the differences but they are defiantly there once I look back through the years of pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zguvTt00lTA/TaNn35pSAQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7EQPdz7EvIE/s1600/CIMG1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594429372188721410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zguvTt00lTA/TaNn35pSAQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7EQPdz7EvIE/s320/CIMG1854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan had just turned 3 when Myles was born. Here is one of them together when Myles was just a few months old. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AO_QdIqumI8/TaNlKyczGpI/AAAAAAAAAho/5EyYUNGWeGQ/s1600/CIMG1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594426398139947666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AO_QdIqumI8/TaNlKyczGpI/AAAAAAAAAho/5EyYUNGWeGQ/s320/CIMG1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan's 3rd birthday. July 2007 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bICbW9ryJ4/TaNlKkckTZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/TYxssbzAFPY/s1600/CIMG2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594426394380881298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bICbW9ryJ4/TaNlKkckTZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/TYxssbzAFPY/s320/CIMG2274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing at the beach Summer 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHld6lZg4w4/TaNlL2x0yMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7TqSqSywSk0/s1600/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594426416481749186" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHld6lZg4w4/TaNlL2x0yMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7TqSqSywSk0/s320/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan in early summer 2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZomOm9ZRFbY/TaNn2OOXU_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/hiUuvWr4rMg/s1600/CIMG1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594429343353230322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZomOm9ZRFbY/TaNn2OOXU_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/hiUuvWr4rMg/s320/CIMG1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved watching Myles sleep, in fact I have about 1000 pictures of it. Here he is at just a few months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WW44gwyMwtg/TaNn22Z9QvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fSxe0HBcnLs/s1600/CIMG2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594429354139271922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WW44gwyMwtg/TaNn22Z9QvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fSxe0HBcnLs/s320/CIMG2345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myles on the morning of his first birthday. Sept. 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2IfSQvrncQ/TaNttTQo3NI/AAAAAAAAAig/cQwHghxwmTU/s1600/Myles%2BEaster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594435787155889362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2IfSQvrncQ/TaNttTQo3NI/AAAAAAAAAig/cQwHghxwmTU/s320/Myles%2BEaster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9p4oUpWJjJs/TaNn3V9Sg_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PcxekTGCUEA/s1600/IMAG0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Myles on Easter of last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing how fast they grow up. I sure do LOVE my Boys!!&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/5038382963905768315-7936957165044231062?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7936957165044231062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7936957165044231062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zguvTt00lTA/TaNn35pSAQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7EQPdz7EvIE/s72-c/CIMG1854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3178086501458394566</id><published>2011-04-08T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:29:13.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>Let's wrap all of December in to one post as well shall we?? We had a good Christmas season. Trips to the Temple to see the lights, a visit or 2 to see Santa. Family Christmas parties and of course SHOPPING!! I'm sure there's a ton more that I can't remember too. I really need to stay on top of this more... The pictures are a little out of order from how the month actually went, but that shouldn't matter much. We were lucky to have Logan with us on Christmas morning this year. It's so nice now that Myles is older and enjoying holidays more to have him around for them. A few days before Christmas Chris took them both to Gardner Village to pick out their yearly ornament. He also got one for himself and me. Chris picked out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;S'more&lt;/span&gt;... why I'm not quite sure. He got me a momma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; holding a little baby to signify our 2 angel babies. I wasn't going to get one but when he saw it he said that he had to get it for not only be but both of us. (he's so thoughtful.) Logan picked out a cruise ship to remember the trip he went on with his family in St. George just after Thanksgiving. And Myles picked out a guitar. (Always trying to be like Daddy.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593319494713011970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGr_WAbXjVg/TZ92ch2i7wI/AAAAAAAAAhI/eY_hNssya2I/s320/s%2527more.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593319489687047474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLZi39aD5BI/TZ92cPIQzTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9d_3cP8r3Ss/s320/2010-12-24_22-33-05_996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593319483644927490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8makduKdMk/TZ92b4ntXgI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZGcEhhQBWMY/s320/2010-12-24_22-32-33_233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593318570341805666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRBHX848ueo/TZ91muTRrmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7cTvMIwcnPM/s320/2010-12-24_22-28-55_794.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We spent Christmas Eve at my Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heddlesten's&lt;/span&gt; with my sister and her family. We don't get over there as much as we should so it was nice to spend the time. I know she loves having us over. All of the kids opened their traditional Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jammies&lt;/span&gt;. Logan got Star Wars: Clone Wars and Myles got dinosaurs. Chris even got a Ninja Turtle's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shirt&lt;/span&gt; and some sweats. I had gotten my self some too, but I failed to check the tag and they ended up being 2 sizes to small. Once we got home we made sure to leave the cookies and Strawberry milk out for Santa. Of course we left some carrots for the reindeer as well. Christmas morning was a lot of fun. Of course the kids got way to much stuff, but they loved it all. Some of it even gets played with still. One of my favorite things that they got was their baseball hats. Well the boys got baseball. Logan the Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt; and Myles got White &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt;. (I'm training him young.) Chris couldn't decide on an Angles hat that he wanted and since he's picky and I wanted to make sure he wore it he got the new Bears hat that he had been wanting. It was so cute to see them all open the same thing and be so excited about it. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuHBLd1l9HU/TZ-FwbDatNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DTPZRw11jZs/s1600/2010-12-25_07-37-39_929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593336329159750866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuHBLd1l9HU/TZ-FwbDatNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DTPZRw11jZs/s320/2010-12-25_07-37-39_929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEjHAVbRO10/TZ92c-TBCKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/iRlVbe-bqKg/s1600/2010-12-27_19-02-04_719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593319502348617890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEjHAVbRO10/TZ92c-TBCKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/iRlVbe-bqKg/s320/2010-12-27_19-02-04_719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite things to do is go to Temple Square and see the lights. This year it was just the three of us. We took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Trax&lt;/span&gt;, which Myles thought was pretty cool, and then we spent some time walking around the Temple grounds. Myles got bored pretty quickly so after we went to the Gateway to get some ice cream. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWZTUihCpkE/TZ91mdmk1NI/AAAAAAAAAgg/WEO0ucnxNt8/s1600/Logan%2BFamily%2BParty%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593318565859349714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWZTUihCpkE/TZ91mdmk1NI/AAAAAAAAAgg/WEO0ucnxNt8/s320/Logan%2BFamily%2BParty%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like every year we had our family Christmas party at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Grandpie's&lt;/span&gt;. It's so great to get everyone together. With 5 brothers and sisters plus all of their kids, ranging from 3-15 years old, it gets pretty wild, but it's always fun and it's a great time to catch up and for all the cousins to hang out and have a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzLh6tfj8lI/TZ91mGonECI/AAAAAAAAAgY/b7rr5H0wZUc/s1600/Christmas%2Bhugs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593318559693869090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzLh6tfj8lI/TZ91mGonECI/AAAAAAAAAgY/b7rr5H0wZUc/s320/Christmas%2Bhugs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNaolq7uDbk/TZ91l55RsII/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O9C6qXug6DY/s1600/the%2Btree%2Band%2Bus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593318556274110594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNaolq7uDbk/TZ91l55RsII/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O9C6qXug6DY/s320/the%2Btree%2Band%2Bus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lPYxT1Hfok/TZ91lQOM9dI/AAAAAAAAAgI/m6eVFLZKKwA/s1600/Snowman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593318545087591890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lPYxT1Hfok/TZ91lQOM9dI/AAAAAAAAAgI/m6eVFLZKKwA/s320/Snowman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December was such a fun month, like most months around here. snowmen, Christmas, family, and shopping. I couldn't have asked for anything more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5038382963905768315-3178086501458394566?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3178086501458394566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3178086501458394566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGr_WAbXjVg/TZ92ch2i7wI/AAAAAAAAAhI/eY_hNssya2I/s72-c/s%2527more.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8622913183399936204</id><published>2011-04-08T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:13:59.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm make this a picture explanation post to wrap up all of October except the St. George trip. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wnhGjfX0aM/TZ9kA3FeqjI/AAAAAAAAAfo/scdqSuqMKns/s1600/2010-10-16_18-31-42_743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593299228167154226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wnhGjfX0aM/TZ9kA3FeqjI/AAAAAAAAAfo/scdqSuqMKns/s320/2010-10-16_18-31-42_743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Myles to the Witch Fest thing at Gardner Village. He loved looking at all of the different witches and commenting on how scary or funny they all were. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm23FhSS2sc/TZ9llmEd6jI/AAAAAAAAAfw/MDXj2v37J84/s1600/2010-10-29_21-05-58_216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593300958766295602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm23FhSS2sc/TZ9llmEd6jI/AAAAAAAAAfw/MDXj2v37J84/s320/2010-10-29_21-05-58_216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had our annual pumpkin carving party at my mom and dad's. We had a lot of fun picking out patterns and helping the kids each carve a pumpkin. Of course the adults couldn't resist caving 1 or 2 as well. This is always such a fun thing to do and I look forward to it every year. Saturday before Halloween my mom's work did a "trunk-or-treat". It was a lot of fun and everyone really got into it. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nug2kXy0Y9Y/TZ9lmM06GmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Cjxo2LKrHW4/s1600/Dino%2BMyles%2BCheese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593300969170016866" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nug2kXy0Y9Y/TZ9lmM06GmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Cjxo2LKrHW4/s320/Dino%2BMyles%2BCheese.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myles LOVED his costume (and so did everyone else.) He insisted on being a gray dinosaur with blue spikes so my grandma made this awesome costume. I was a little weary about the hat, thinking he wouldn't wear it, but he didn't want to take it off. It was great to see him so happy and of course so dang adorable!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvnOujXiRNI/TZ9ll5a2wZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/AzRqxmBx6ww/s1600/Dino%2BMyles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593300963960471954" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvnOujXiRNI/TZ9ll5a2wZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/AzRqxmBx6ww/s320/Dino%2BMyles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxkGq9KbZCs/TZ9kAiquEUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/I7OLb1WtHrc/s1600/2010-10-30_16-34-53_775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593299222686208322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxkGq9KbZCs/TZ9kAiquEUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/I7OLb1WtHrc/s320/2010-10-30_16-34-53_775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was chilly at the trunk-or-treat so after the boys collected their candy they sat in Clay and Barbra's trunk until we were ready to go. (from left to right: Chase the football man, Myles the dinosaur, and Kyler the skeleton. ) 3 of the cutest cousins ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gi7VGjuWqTo/TZ9kAa_TI3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/SQU6xPJAqb8/s1600/Mom-Witch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593299220625040242" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gi7VGjuWqTo/TZ9kAa_TI3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/SQU6xPJAqb8/s320/Mom-Witch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom made the best witch around! And the nicest too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qgAESBLDDGg/TZ9kACMF14I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XdX8sJ3Bdx8/s1600/Football%2BMan%2BChase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593299213967808386" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qgAESBLDDGg/TZ9kACMF14I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XdX8sJ3Bdx8/s320/Football%2BMan%2BChase.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great shot of Chase the "football man" as he says. Something so simple and he absolutely LOVED it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1h2M2K6-NA/TZ9j_nMJ9lI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ynkwmz3V8OU/s1600/Family%2BHalloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593299206720321106" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1h2M2K6-NA/TZ9j_nMJ9lI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ynkwmz3V8OU/s320/Family%2BHalloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good family shot. I love that even in high school my nephew Sage isn't afraid to be a little goofy in his chicken costume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Halloween trick-or-treating, we took Myles and Chase around my grandma and grandpa's neighborhood. It was pretty cold and rainy so we only went down two streets, luckily the boys aren't big enough to want to stay out all night yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything we did in October was so fun. I honestly can't wait for next Halloween, although I'm looking forward to the sun and warm weather first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8622913183399936204?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8622913183399936204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8622913183399936204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wnhGjfX0aM/TZ9kA3FeqjI/AAAAAAAAAfo/scdqSuqMKns/s72-c/2010-10-16_18-31-42_743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4256364891975086831</id><published>2011-04-08T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:20:35.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George and Flag Football</title><content type='html'>A week or so before Halloween we were able to take a trip down to St. George to see one of Logan's flag football games. It was a lot of fun to watch him play and to also get away for the weekend. He did a great job during his game and his team won which was awesome. Chris' Grandma and Aunt were able to come down as well and it was great to get to see them and spend time together. We took the kids to a pumpkin patch where they got to pick out a pumpkin right from the field. I didn't get any pictures, but we carved them and left them on my aunts porch since that's where we stayed the weekend and I didn't want them in the car. The pumpkin patch also had some games and a few other things. The boys had a great time and it was so great for us to be able to just relax and spend some quality time together. We had so much fun and I really hope to make more trips down there to watch Logan's various sporting events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593285273903817746" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuFzhbh09k8/TZ9XUnZ15BI/AAAAAAAAAew/fa_lQWJlfeM/s320/Roap%2Bwing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rope Swinging at the pumpkin patch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WSuQHae7P4/TZ9XLCWNCXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0H_PSQmYvTg/s1600/Pumpkin%2BPatch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593285109337622898" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WSuQHae7P4/TZ9XLCWNCXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0H_PSQmYvTg/s320/Pumpkin%2BPatch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They picked the perfect pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICeTCkAPy4U/TZ9XKwI_qFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NUZaZfuVl_w/s1600/Myles%2B%2526%2BGrandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593285104450381906" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICeTCkAPy4U/TZ9XKwI_qFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NUZaZfuVl_w/s320/Myles%2B%2526%2BGrandma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a water-pump that sent the rubber &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;duckie&lt;/span&gt; to the other side. Myles couldn't get enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6fHQwSuu60/TZ9XKhFsV1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YZjmTEAzSBA/s1600/2010-10-23_19-57-12_495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593285100410001234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6fHQwSuu60/TZ9XKhFsV1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YZjmTEAzSBA/s320/2010-10-23_19-57-12_495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great-Grandma and the boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GdVZcJ5bN8/TZ9XKTuchJI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oEEFDcDc4LA/s1600/Logan%2BFootball%2BStance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593285096822834322" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GdVZcJ5bN8/TZ9XKTuchJI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oEEFDcDc4LA/s320/Logan%2BFootball%2BStance.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down-Set-Hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMXpAiU3THA/TZ9cljMPqII/AAAAAAAAAfA/x9fIJNJeghg/s1600/2010-10-23_11-46-24_322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593291062388959362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMXpAiU3THA/TZ9cljMPqII/AAAAAAAAAfA/x9fIJNJeghg/s320/2010-10-23_11-46-24_322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMXpAiU3THA/TZ9cljMPqII/AAAAAAAAAfA/x9fIJNJeghg/s1600/2010-10-23_11-46-24_322.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_nrfU1IebI/TZ9cTtLfeDI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5C_Z8L2ycJI/s1600/2010-10-23_11-46-24_322.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually a shot of him playing soccer with Myles before his football game started. It turned out to be a great action pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The family time was great not only seeing Lo, but also seeing my aunt and cousin as well as Chris' grandma and aunt. &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/5038382963905768315-4256364891975086831?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4256364891975086831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4256364891975086831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/st-george-and-flag-football.html' title='St. George and Flag Football'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuFzhbh09k8/TZ9XUnZ15BI/AAAAAAAAAew/fa_lQWJlfeM/s72-c/Roap%2Bwing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-190723311227311971</id><published>2011-04-06T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:55:52.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little more time!</title><content type='html'>We're here, alive and doing well. I have a ton of updates I just have to make the time... Hopefully by posting this it will give me the motivation to get them done in the next week!! Stay tuned. there's lots about my little family and some big news... (that most people already know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-190723311227311971?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/190723311227311971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/190723311227311971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-little-more-time.html' title='Just a little more time!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8615599877652340055</id><published>2010-11-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:03:40.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>I read quite a few books. Some good, some great, others well... not so much.  I don't often talk about them, but I just read a part in a book that I just started this morning. It's called "The Book of Lost Things."  and here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stories were different, though: they came alive in the telling. Without a human voice to read them aloud, or a pair of wide eyes following them by flashlight beneath a blanket, they had no real &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt; in our world. The were like seeds in the beak of a bird, waiting to fall to earth, or the notes of a song laid out on a sheet, yearning for an instrument to being their music into being. They lay dormant, hoping for the chance to emerge, Once someone started to read them, they could begin to change. They could take root in the imagination, and transform the reader. Stories &lt;em&gt;wanted&lt;/em&gt;  to be read, David's mother would whisper. They needed it. It was the reason they forced themselves from their world into ours. They wanted us to give them life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this.  This is why I read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8615599877652340055?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8615599877652340055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8615599877652340055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2624155946727945123</id><published>2010-10-28T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:23:26.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week</title><content type='html'>So here's the story. Over the weekend we went to St. George to see Logan. We left Friday after work and got home Sunday night. We had a great time, but that's a different story. Sunday when we got home Chris noticed that the computer was gone, we start looking around and realize that not only the computer, but the Xbox 360, the Wii all the games and controllers plus a stack of movies and cd's is gone as well. Awesome!!  Someone broke into our house while we were gone.  So the police are called they take a report and that's that. Then Chris decides to look around and miraculously finds everything stashed in a corner in the back yard!!  Sweet!!  Still freaky that someone was in our house but at least we got everything back, minus the movies and cd's.  The officer comes back says that she thinks that they were in the house when we got home and it scared them off. Even freakier. But we have our stuff back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to last night. I get home from work, notice the computer is gone. Look in the entertainment center and so is everything else. The little jerk came back!!  Who does that???  This time he got away with everything plus another huge stack of DVD's and the new watch that Chris had just gotten from his grandma and aunt the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so irritated right now. But I think the worst part is that we don't know how he got in. After Sunday we put dowels in all the windows and in the sliding door thinking that would secure them. Now I have my suspicions about who it was, but there's no proof so there's not much we can do anyway. This is honestly the worst feeling in the world. It's so violating and then to have it happen twice is just horrible. I'm worried that I'll get home tonight and all of the t.v.'s and everything else will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However through this whole ordeal there are some things I'm grateful for. I'm glad that he didn't take EVERYTHING! I'm glad that he left the kids' movies so at least they're not as affected. And I'm most grateful that he left the hard drive that we have since it has ALL of the pictures and music on it. I don't know how I'd feel if we'd lost not only material things but also all of the pictures from our lives. I guess it's good that I have something to feel ok about throughout this whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2624155946727945123?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2624155946727945123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2624155946727945123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-week.html' title='What a Week'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1331267584778751588</id><published>2010-09-21T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:42:48.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgx1o5SiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L3SSTTnzfr8/s1600/IMAG0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was Conner Man's first day of school. I was nervous, he was excited. For a week now he's been asking to go to school and see his teacher Mrs. Payne. From time to time calling her Mrs. Pain-in-the-butt. Lets hope he never says this in class... He's attending the Early 3 program through the Granite School District. Tuesdays and Thursdays for an hour and a half. He gets to go to Pleasant Green Elementary which is awesome for me since that's where I went to school. He has such a good first day. When we got to his class he was so excited to see all of the toys and explore the room. He said hi to his teachers and then was off to find the trucks. (Go figure) I have to say that I was a little disappointed that he did so well. He didn't even care that I was leaving. I'm glad that he loves it though and as hard as it was for me I know he's going to do fabulous. He gets to go to school with his cousin Chase which is awesome for both of them. Chase did really well too which was great to see. When I picked Myles up after class Mrs. Payne said that he did great. He was a little reluctant to put away the trucks to go over for rug time, but he listened and cleaned up like he was supposed to. I know he's so excited to go back on Thursday. I'm so proud of my Little Man. He's growing so fast. I can't wait to see what the rest of the year brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgyIjCNII/AAAAAAAAAdE/jUFXJAGilJ0/s1600/IMAG0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgyIjCNII/AAAAAAAAAdE/jUFXJAGilJ0/s320/IMAG0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgylHQU9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ton3Hph6P1M/s1600/IMAG0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The must have picture in front of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgy0wKObI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AFgYSJbLys4/s1600/IMAG0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgy0wKObI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AFgYSJbLys4/s320/IMAG0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Chase and Myles in front of the school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3348/078310fed2f68b710e3fdc1d23c39318/image/e5d56a139fb42e9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVccyJcdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/tqLgzxLqaCc/s1600/IMAG0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519747871803011538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVccyJcdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/tqLgzxLqaCc/s320/IMAG0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big boy all ready to go to class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3348/078310fed2f68b710e3fdc1d23c39318/image/d2cb3570e18cb778.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVcuohEYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/r0e_5gE_qiQ/s1600/IMAG0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVcuohEYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/r0e_5gE_qiQ/s1600/IMAG0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVwm_ZSnI/AAAAAAAAAds/gftdUqWUSK8/s1600/IMAG0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519748218140314226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoVwm_ZSnI/AAAAAAAAAds/gftdUqWUSK8/s320/IMAG0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best I could get before I left the class room.&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty much done with pictures by this point.&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/5038382963905768315-1331267584778751588?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1331267584778751588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1331267584778751588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-was-conner-mans-first-day-of.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkgyIjCNII/AAAAAAAAAdE/jUFXJAGilJ0/s72-c/IMAG0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-415416681872165113</id><published>2010-09-21T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:44:28.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We seem to make it a point to go to the State Fair every year. This year we actually went twice. The first time we went with a group of friends. Zac and Julie and the kids were in town so we had a good time with all the kids. They were able to ride the rides together which was nice for me because then I didn't have to accompany Myles. lol The second time we were able to experience it with Chris mom and my parents. It was a really good time. The boys (Myles and Chase) loved seeing the animals and the Big Yellow Slide. It was such a great time and I'm so glad I was able to spend it with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW-xiU2UI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jCc4nx6qj6U/s1600/IMAG0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468086024264002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW-xiU2UI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jCc4nx6qj6U/s320/IMAG0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma Teresa with her boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW-SfjITI/AAAAAAAAAck/X6_gvoqu9qA/s1600/IMAG0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468077691117874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW-SfjITI/AAAAAAAAAck/X6_gvoqu9qA/s320/IMAG0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was by far their favorite ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a snake roller coaster. The had a blast on this thing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW9qndnjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LI_USMD03VI/s1600/IMAG0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468066986892850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW9qndnjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LI_USMD03VI/s320/IMAG0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding on the helicopter. I was in the back and was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;able to get this great picture of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW9HCWuNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nSmx_yFCK-U/s1600/IMAG0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468057436010706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW9HCWuNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nSmx_yFCK-U/s320/IMAG0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the goats. Chris has an odd love for goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3348/b02b0e882c1c230f55128ee0ddfacf6f/image/1f6d597bec65c6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoWB9KrCaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/V5BEqzkZJKI/s1600/IMAG0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519748516150970786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJoWB9KrCaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/V5BEqzkZJKI/s320/IMAG0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding on the Big Yellow Slide with Grammy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had a GREAT time on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-415416681872165113?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/415416681872165113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/415416681872165113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/state-fair-2010.html' title='State Fair 2010'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJkW-xiU2UI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jCc4nx6qj6U/s72-c/IMAG0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4419432815209255176</id><published>2010-09-17T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T08:20:29.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Dancer</title><content type='html'>Myles started dance on the 13th. He's in a Jazz/Hip Hop/Tumbling class at the Jazzle Dazzle Studio in Magna. His first class was cute they started learing part of their Christmas dance, and a few of the dance positions. And of course being his stuborn self he wanted nothing to do with any of it. lol He did participate in the tumbling part of it though demonstrating to the girls how to do a summer sault and then attempting the crap walk. He's the only boy in his class which is cute. Next week I won't be there with him and Chris is just going to drop him off and then leave, we stayed through the first class. Hopfully with us gone he will do a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGdx06N3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IguIJC77WnI/s1600/IMAG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517901814608574322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGdx06N3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IguIJC77WnI/s320/IMAG0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Playing with the pom poms during "free" dance. He had to have ones with green...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGdfbD4EI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5PWBac84-Nw/s1600/IMAG0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517901809668317250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGdfbD4EI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5PWBac84-Nw/s320/IMAG0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His cute little dance class. 4 of the girls are all daughters of girls I went to school with, it's like a tiny reunion.  lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGc7DGvGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5ZC8bV5krnc/s1600/IMAG0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517901799904164962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGc7DGvGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5ZC8bV5krnc/s320/IMAG0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crab walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGcUxdOhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yTDmqz2GtkQ/s1600/IMAG0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517901789629594130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGcUxdOhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yTDmqz2GtkQ/s320/IMAG0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spinning around on the floor instead of learning the dance.&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/5038382963905768315-4419432815209255176?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4419432815209255176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4419432815209255176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/tiny-dancer.html' title='Tiny Dancer'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJOGdx06N3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IguIJC77WnI/s72-c/IMAG0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2267832630957357520</id><published>2010-09-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T08:11:53.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big 3 year old</title><content type='html'>So as usual I'm a little late, but we're all used to that right?? Last Friday, the 10th, my baby turned 3. I can't believe how fast the years have gone. We had his birthday party on the 11th and it was such a great time. He had a "Gronkle" party, which is one of the dragons from "How to Train Your Dragon" (a family favorite) We had a ton of people and even more kids. They painted cardboard shields and swords, we had a "dragon training" course and then the pinata. We grilled chicken and hot dogs and even though it was totally unorganized and Chris had to run back to the house 6 times because we kept forgetting stuff (we never did remember Ketchup or a knife to cut the cake) It turned out great. Everyone had a great time and Myles of course loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little about the boy who will always be my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so sweet and gentle, he's the first to say sorry and is always so concerned if someone is upset or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brain is like a sponge. He's so smart, he knows his colors, shapes, and most of his letters (capital and lower case) as well as the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves books, especially ones about dragons and dinosaurs. One of his favorite places to go it the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves the color green. "It's his favorite" as he reminds us daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves the show Caillou, he watches it every morning and know all the peoples names and has most of the episodes memorized. We can quite often relate something in our daily lives to an episode of that show. (this might be a bad thing) but it's helped him understand quite a bit about what goes on in his own life so I guess it's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His vocabulary is amazing! He is often heard saying the weirdest stuff, I have no idea where he gets it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives the BEST squeezer hugs ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm done bragging I'll get to the pictures of his party. Happy Birthday Goober!! You are the best thing that has ever happened to our family and you are loved more that you could ever know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODWSyhLWI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JtJknhBEiHA/s1600/IMAG0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517898387483077986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODWSyhLWI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JtJknhBEiHA/s320/IMAG0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This little boy LOVES monster trucks!! This one is his favorite Bounty Hunter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODV_8TtZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XKMLNBRJhCI/s1600/IMAG0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517898382423864722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODV_8TtZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XKMLNBRJhCI/s320/IMAG0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His Gronkle cake that my fabulous Mother-in-Law and Sister made. We had to be sure that it had wings. Myles was very adamant about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODVfaj-RI/AAAAAAAAAbc/t3C8dw77xy0/s1600/IMAG0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517898373692389650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODVfaj-RI/AAAAAAAAAbc/t3C8dw77xy0/s320/IMAG0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the Dragon Training course. The balance beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODU-jT0CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/R2iImJdgMB4/s1600/IMAG0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517898364870709282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODU-jT0CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/R2iImJdgMB4/s320/IMAG0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The training course turned into an all out Sword fight, With Chris, Uncle Clay and Uncle Nate getting quite the beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODUcHAQoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9rdnIHIGazE/s1600/IMAG0004+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517898355625181826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODUcHAQoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9rdnIHIGazE/s320/IMAG0004+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting Shields, luckily it was washable paint.&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/5038382963905768315-2267832630957357520?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2267832630957357520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2267832630957357520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-big-3-year-old.html' title='My Big 3 year old'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TJODWSyhLWI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JtJknhBEiHA/s72-c/IMAG0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5810838769059648269</id><published>2010-08-20T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:37:28.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Grown Up</title><content type='html'>My baby is growing up so fast. Where did the time go?  His 3rd birthday is in a few weeks and since he'll be old enough to start participating in sports and other things I've been starting the sign up process.  So far he starts both dance and pre-school next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance I'm excited for. His first class is on Sept. 13th and I hope he likes it, so far he seems pretty excited we'll see how it goes at the first class. He's going to be in a jazz/hip hop/tumbling class taught by a lady I went to school with. He'll also have a few girls in his class who are kids of other ladies I went to school with, so that will be good. At least I'll have a friend there.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first day of pre-school is on Sept. 21st. This one I'm pretty nervous about. I know he'll do great and that he'll love it. And I'm excited to have his in a structured environment where he's growing and learning, but my baby is going to be in SCHOOL!!!!  He's attending an early 3's program since he misses the school deadline by 9 days. It's 2 days a week for 1.5 hours.  It's a good amount of time for him I think, with it being his first time in school. It's a program through the Granite School District and I've heard really good things about it, plus he's going to the same elementary that I went to (Pleasant Green) I loved going there so I'm excited that he gets to experience it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is all part of growing up and I get to learn how to accept the fact that he's going to start doing things on his own. Overall I'm excited for him and for us as a family as we grow and learn together and I'm going to take advantage of these next few weeks of having my little boy before the running around starts next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5810838769059648269?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5810838769059648269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5810838769059648269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-grown-up.html' title='All Grown Up'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2178571559973678594</id><published>2010-08-17T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:40:44.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I saw these pictures and wanted to post them. I love sloth's... they are my favorite... I know I'm weird, but still look how cute they are!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TGrJcn_ukYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/K4BNG8CeDwQ/s1600/sloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506434988023648642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TGrJcn_ukYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/K4BNG8CeDwQ/s320/sloth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TGrJcSq24yI/AAAAAAAAAa0/leKCKVI_BcY/s1600/sloth+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506434982298968866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TGrJcSq24yI/AAAAAAAAAa0/leKCKVI_BcY/s320/sloth+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2178571559973678594?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2178571559973678594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2178571559973678594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TGrJcn_ukYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/K4BNG8CeDwQ/s72-c/sloth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4019482344422958455</id><published>2010-08-06T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:00:31.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things Myles come up with</title><content type='html'>Me:  "I'm not sure what's in it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles: "Oh, maybe it's monster brains, yeah it's monster brains."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us talking about what could have possibly come out of the squishy monster head that broke open and sprayed my walls and his shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4019482344422958455?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4019482344422958455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4019482344422958455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-things-myles-come-up-with.html' title='Funny Things Myles come up with'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6624373197128967337</id><published>2010-07-30T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:05:22.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TFMUPyYlNiI/AAAAAAAAAas/eHrbdfZnpj0/s1600/Easter+Hunt+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499761831404975650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TFMUPyYlNiI/AAAAAAAAAas/eHrbdfZnpj0/s320/Easter+Hunt+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's late, but at least I'm getting to it....story of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of my boys had a birthday this week. Logan turned 6 (I can't believe it!!) and I won't say how old Chris turned because that ages me as well. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with Logan, I can't believe how much he's grown since I met him. He had just turned 3 when Chris and I started dating and has grown so big and smart since then. I love the way he's into everything Super Hero. Especially Spider Man. He great spirit and how he is such a great big brother to Myles. Always looking out for him and teaching him new words and anything else Myles will listen to. It's so cute to see him mentor his younger brother. He loves the Jazz with such passion, much like his dad and the Lakers and also likes the Red Sox (you can't control your kids sports choices right) Logan is so smart and learns things quickly when he wants to. I'm so blessed to be a part of his life and can't wait to see what he becomes as he grows up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to Chris who is lucky enough to share a birthday with his oldest son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great husband and father I couldn't ask for a better man in my life and to raise our children with. He always takes time for the boys and pays such close attention to them and their lives. So much so that I can't even sneakily buy them clothes without him noticing... Chris is so loving and so caring that I couldn't imagine what it would be without him. I love his passion for sports and his knowledge is amazing. How he can memorize every player from every team and what college they are from is beyond me, but I love him for it. I'm hoping that his memory is passed down to our kids and not mine, it would be a disaster for anyone else to forget as much as I do. Thank you Honey for everything you do. For how hard you work so we can have what we do and for how you love us all unconditionally, even with my constant wining for a foot rub and nagging that the dishes aren't done. lol I love you for ever and always!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TFMT1c56fKI/AAAAAAAAAak/0QS0mlqH_9s/s1600/Hubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499761378962603170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TFMT1c56fKI/AAAAAAAAAak/0QS0mlqH_9s/s320/Hubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6624373197128967337?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6624373197128967337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6624373197128967337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday-boys.html' title='Birthday Boys'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TFMUPyYlNiI/AAAAAAAAAas/eHrbdfZnpj0/s72-c/Easter+Hunt+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1350979863196489468</id><published>2010-07-09T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:24:37.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Of July</title><content type='html'>The 4th...well 3rd of July was a great day. Chris and I both had to work in the morning so my brother and sister-in-law took Myles to the Magna Parade. I was able to meet up with them shortly before it was over and we headed down to the carnival at Magna Park. We didn't stay long, but Myles had a great time on the rides. Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEb1U5xhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UoBGgGumd6w/s1600/IMAG0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEb1U5xhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UoBGgGumd6w/s320/IMAG0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves the Merry-Go-Round. The whole time he as saying "Giddy up horsey." and Ye-Haw I'm a cowboy!" He cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEcD5LMgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Z5KeTJsHXWk/s1600/IMAG0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEcD5LMgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Z5KeTJsHXWk/s320/IMAG0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Clay and Elizabeth took him on the big slide. He went 2 or 3 times and loved it so much that he cried each time it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEcpnjsfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KIqDuKQSFaU/s1600/IMAG0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEcpnjsfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KIqDuKQSFaU/s320/IMAG0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the motorcycles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEdTrBljI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Dfiq0yVLYag/s1600/IMAG0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEdTrBljI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Dfiq0yVLYag/s320/IMAG0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far his favorite ride was the little roller coaster. I was nervous to let him go at first, but he had such a great time. He was all smiles the whole time he was riding. I've never seen him enjoy a ride so much. It was great to be able to watch him have such a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDeg2KJXHTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/g_q8wbCyeD0/s1600/IMAG0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492035122898607410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDeg2KJXHTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/g_q8wbCyeD0/s320/IMAG0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had spent Friday night at Uncle Clay's house and was finally able to master peddling his bike. He was so proud of him self that he got it. He was on his bike every chance he got for the rest of the weekend. (this picture is actually him on his cousin's bike though. they were sharing. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDehFrqv-SI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kypOQtz_NXE/s1600/IMAG0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492035389595056418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDehFrqv-SI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kypOQtz_NXE/s320/IMAG0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, after lighting a few fireworks at Grandma Teresa's we let the boys ride their bikes over to the high school to watch the big fire works. We've found that Cyprus is the perfect spot to watch them. It's not crowded at all and it's far enough away that Myles isn't scared of the noise and the closeness of the big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDehTYzexuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rsznyHOtpEQ/s1600/IMAG0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492035625049573090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDehTYzexuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rsznyHOtpEQ/s320/IMAG0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chase and Myles watching the fireworks with Grandma. We asked them if they wanted to take their helmets off, but the both decided it was better to keep them on through the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDeheCiACxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/JHnzB6UFJcM/s1600/IMAG0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492035808049236754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDeheCiACxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/JHnzB6UFJcM/s320/IMAG0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles talking to Grandma or maybe just stopping for a 5 second cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great day. Thank you to all of our troops, past and present, who have stood up for this wonderful country. Without you our world would be a much different place and we are all forever grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1350979863196489468?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1350979863196489468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1350979863196489468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th.html' title='4th Of July'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdEb1U5xhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UoBGgGumd6w/s72-c/IMAG0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1152110895071736478</id><published>2010-07-09T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:34:35.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Guitar Lesson</title><content type='html'>Myles got his first guitar lesson last week. Chis has been playing for a long time so I'm glad that he's finally getting Myles involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBhvDr6lI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TksKE72k3Ew/s1600/IMAG0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBhvDr6lI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TksKE72k3Ew/s320/IMAG0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris showing Myles how to strum properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBhwhq7FI/AAAAAAAAAYk/x8_osHF-0Ns/s1600/IMAG0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBhwhq7FI/AAAAAAAAAYk/x8_osHF-0Ns/s320/IMAG0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he figured out that he could hold the strings and change the sound he got so excited to try out different strings and frets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBiBve55I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PMbbDWykGVI/s1600/IMAG0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBiBve55I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PMbbDWykGVI/s320/IMAG0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, cover your ears, it's loud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBish39lI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5wj_D6M2fGo/s1600/IMAG0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBish39lI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5wj_D6M2fGo/s320/IMAG0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Myles "rocking out" face. I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to watch them together. Chris is such a great dad. I can't wait for him to really be able to show Myles how to play. It's going to be such a good thing for them to do together.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1152110895071736478?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1152110895071736478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1152110895071736478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/1st-guitar-lesson.html' title='1st Guitar Lesson'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDdBhvDr6lI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TksKE72k3Ew/s72-c/IMAG0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4557811391827545344</id><published>2010-07-09T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:28:12.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>West Fest</title><content type='html'>Every year we take the boys to West Fest. Logan was in St. George this year, but we still decided to take Myles and Chase.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time and the kids, of course, loved riding the rides. I didn't get very many good pictures, but these ones turned out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc_-im0GhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fho4DHbfQnk/s1600/IMAG0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc_-im0GhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fho4DHbfQnk/s320/IMAG0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase driving the fire truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc__CZk-UI/AAAAAAAAAYM/95uQfUP740U/s1600/IMAG0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc__CZk-UI/AAAAAAAAAYM/95uQfUP740U/s320/IMAG0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles driving the motorcycle, he could barley reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc__Wq2XxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rkIryhoa254/s1600/IMAG0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc__Wq2XxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rkIryhoa254/s320/IMAG0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maverick flying his gunner.... &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4557811391827545344?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4557811391827545344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4557811391827545344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-year-we-take-boys-to-west-fest.html' title='West Fest'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc_-im0GhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fho4DHbfQnk/s72-c/IMAG0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-508456119006143214</id><published>2010-07-09T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:15:40.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.L. Bees Family Night</title><content type='html'>Monday's is family night at the S.L. Bees, with a coupon from Harmons every ticket is only $3. We thought it would be fun to take Myles and have some family time. We really didn't watch much of the game and ended up leaving in the 6th inning (apperently 2 year olds aren't so entertained by baseball.) But it was fun anyway. First thing when we got there we went to the fan shop to get Myles a new hat, we lost the one from last year. As soon as he saw them he picked up the yellow one and that was it he was in love. So much in fact that he's worn it every day since. We walked around a little, got a snow cone, rode the train and played on the playground that's inside the park. We may not have watched much baseball, but it was still nice to get out and spend some time as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7ZCTMFXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zkWQwVsQocE/s1600/IMAG0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7ZCTMFXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zkWQwVsQocE/s320/IMAG0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7ZZmhkcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vcuClvYx8I8/s1600/IMAG0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7ZZmhkcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vcuClvYx8I8/s320/IMAG0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He now sleeps in his hat almost every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7Z1GvgOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DYAgSB34LPU/s1600/IMAG0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7Z1GvgOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DYAgSB34LPU/s320/IMAG0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little boy...so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-508456119006143214?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/508456119006143214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/508456119006143214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/sl-bees-family-night.html' title='S.L. Bees Family Night'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TDc7ZCTMFXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zkWQwVsQocE/s72-c/IMAG0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8873968081333304436</id><published>2010-06-21T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T08:13:49.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>This weekend was so fun. We sort of made a whole weekend out of Father's Day. Saturday we went to see Toy Story 3. Such a fabulous movie. I'd say it's even better than the first. Both of the boys loved it. Well Logan says that it was just ok...but he didn't take his eyes off the screen once so I think he liked it a little more than he's letting on. Myles I know LOVED it. Of course he loves anything Toy Story. The boys also gave Chris one of his gifts on Saturday, since he had to load it in the car. It's a Holey Board game that they helped my make. Sorry no pictures. Chris loves it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we woke up and made a big breakfast for Dad. I think the funniest part of the morning was when the boys decided to be fire trucks to wake Chris up. They were so loud and it was totally hilarious! They boys also made some paintings for him. Also no pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HWNqhREI/AAAAAAAAAW8/pfdNHOKesQ4/s1600/IMAG0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HWNqhREI/AAAAAAAAAW8/pfdNHOKesQ4/s320/IMAG0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HW89le0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Qc2D1i5aNks/s1600/IMAG0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HW89le0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Qc2D1i5aNks/s320/IMAG0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon we got out the water slide. Teresa, Chase and Idanna came over and we played for hours out in the sun. They boys had a blast. And the little water balloon fight was pretty fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HXCI_mJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/I7_3ALAcyWw/s1600/IMAG0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HXCI_mJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/I7_3ALAcyWw/s320/IMAG0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HX3tCuvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/uT0_HbE3YwM/s1600/IMAG0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HX3tCuvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/uT0_HbE3YwM/s320/IMAG0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan thought it was pretty funny to kink the hose and then have the little boys get on the slide and un-kink it so they would get sprayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TCIj2WRK81I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ph0VEGoNCqg/s1600/IMAG0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485986712688194386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TCIj2WRK81I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ph0VEGoNCqg/s320/IMAG0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles was just a little bit tired after all of the excitement. I think he got through about 5 min of American Tale before he was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend and a great Father's Day. Thank you Chris for everything you do for our family. Our kids really couldn't have a better dad and I couldn't have a better husband to share it all with. We Love You!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8873968081333304436?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8873968081333304436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8873968081333304436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TB-HWNqhREI/AAAAAAAAAW8/pfdNHOKesQ4/s72-c/IMAG0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3199685069558801499</id><published>2010-06-02T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:22:27.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a great time at the lake this weekend. This is my favorite place in the world and I love going up there whenever possible. I'm so glad that I now get to share such a special place with Myles. He had so much fun playing with his Uncle Clay and kept saying that we were at the heaven.  So CUTE!!  I can't wait to go back up there next month! Hopefully the bathrooms with be all remodeled by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRhy2wuCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/iPtAabw-ux8/s1600/IMAG0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRhy2wuCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/iPtAabw-ux8/s320/IMAG0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle Clay and Myles playing in the hose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRiDh0n9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/gdaXhjzer8I/s1600/IMAG0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRiDh0n9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/gdaXhjzer8I/s320/IMAG0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting soaked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRiuS7obI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Y17ewj8bgoA/s1600/IMAG0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRiuS7obI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Y17ewj8bgoA/s320/IMAG0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle Clay and Myles searching for rocks to throw in the lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRi9VU73I/AAAAAAAAAW0/837vsZqTrkg/s1600/IMAG0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRi9VU73I/AAAAAAAAAW0/837vsZqTrkg/s320/IMAG0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle Clay teaching Myles to drive. He actually let him drive around the whole lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3199685069558801499?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3199685069558801499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3199685069558801499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/TAaRhy2wuCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/iPtAabw-ux8/s72-c/IMAG0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7600453084316301294</id><published>2010-05-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:58:06.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race for the Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday I was able to have a really cool experience. My sister and I, along with some people from my work, participated in the Race for the Cure, Breast Cancer Awareness 5k walk/run. My sister and I walked it with Myles in the stroller. I have to be honest at first I wasn't to sure I could do it. I figured I'd make it the first mile and then turn around because I couldn't make it any further. Since that's how I am when walking in my neighborhood. Turns out it wasn't bad at all. We finished the whole thing in about 45 min or so and had a great time too. Myles did such a great job. I was weary that he would be ok with sitting the whole time, but he didn't seem to mind at all. After we got done he was able to play in a bounce house and run around a bit before falling asleep in the car. We also got to ride the trax which he loved and which I also just realized that I didn't take any pictures of...duh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that after participating I feel so blessed that I haven't had to experience going through knowing someone who has suffered with this disease. there were so many people walking in memory or in honor of people and even multiple people, and so many survivors walking as well. To know that I haven't been personally effected it such a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will defiantly be doing more walks in the future and who knows maybe I'll even get in shape enough to run part or all of one. I wouldn't hold your breath though. :oD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-7600453084316301294?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7600453084316301294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7600453084316301294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/race-for-cure.html' title='Race for the Cure'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1368875305721978046</id><published>2010-04-29T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:42:50.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I love our photo shoots with the boys. I always get their pictures done 3 times a year... a little excessive I know, but I can't help myself. We do their birthdays, spring and then a family shoot around Christmas. Recently we had our Spring photos done. This year we were able to have a friend of Chris' take them. I'm glad we did because we were able to get some more candid shots. Less poses and more of the kids being themselves. I love how they turned out! Here are just a few for your enjoyment and because I like showing off my kids. :0D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m18lmlPcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/LWRN59NbNXc/s1600/myles+yes!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599675281522114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m18lmlPcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/LWRN59NbNXc/s320/myles+yes!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m18b7tV7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Obz0u0qk4kA/s1600/cousins"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599672685778866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m18b7tV7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Obz0u0qk4kA/s320/cousins" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m1705AK8I/AAAAAAAAASs/jMWcEbqhf-E/s1600/Myles+running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599662205447106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m1705AK8I/AAAAAAAAASs/jMWcEbqhf-E/s320/Myles+running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m17HAhCKI/AAAAAAAAASk/_BuaGHtgjmo/s1600/logan+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599649888929954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m17HAhCKI/AAAAAAAAASk/_BuaGHtgjmo/s320/logan+smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m1624hqMI/AAAAAAAAASc/wU435wfkDao/s1600/logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599645560449218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m1624hqMI/AAAAAAAAASc/wU435wfkDao/s320/logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1368875305721978046?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1368875305721978046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1368875305721978046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/latest-photo-shoot.html' title='Latest Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S9m18lmlPcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/LWRN59NbNXc/s72-c/myles+yes!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8184619914270570188</id><published>2010-04-22T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:27:43.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a reader. I don't get through nearly as many books in a year as I would like, but still I enjoy it and am always looking for my next read. Recently I've been hearing a lot about &lt;em&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society &lt;/em&gt;so I decided to give it a shot. Wow am I glad I did. What an amazing book. I've always been interested in WWII and what happened, but hearing about it from this point of view was so eye opening to me. It made the struggle of what happened to real people so much more real to me. It's not a sad book at all, quite the opposite actually, The characters have so much life to them. And it's so easy to get lost in.  I got to part two and couldn't put it down!  I'm so glad I picked up this book!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8184619914270570188?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8184619914270570188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8184619914270570188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4936071883745594949</id><published>2010-04-13T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:14:59.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Logan has started playing baseball down in St. George. His team is the Athletic's and he loves playing which is great. We don't get a whole lot of updates and news from down there, but we were lucky enough to get some of his first game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TlFDMyHII/AAAAAAAAAR8/MiJ3013f_yY/s1600/logan+baseball"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740523200912514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TlFDMyHII/AAAAAAAAAR8/MiJ3013f_yY/s320/logan+baseball" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8Tkyvj251I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XaCwOvUBWPE/s1600/logan+baseball+4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740208691341138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8Tkyvj251I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XaCwOvUBWPE/s320/logan+baseball+4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkydB48RI/AAAAAAAAARs/t_7vLWVgPeo/s1600/logan+baseball+3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740203717030162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkydB48RI/AAAAAAAAARs/t_7vLWVgPeo/s320/logan+baseball+3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkyCWD5XI/AAAAAAAAARk/bonkACaMxrE/s1600/logan+baseball+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740196553876850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkyCWD5XI/AAAAAAAAARk/bonkACaMxrE/s320/logan+baseball+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkxxRpBUI/AAAAAAAAARc/ATiMMiXeAWQ/s1600/logan+baseball"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkHyfWPOI/AAAAAAAAARM/as0B_F0hMI0/s1600/logan+baseball+4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkHF2TmTI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5E4eSVJDxik/s1600/logan+baseball+2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkGz0raVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/gjGlfF1iHaU/s1600/logan+baseball"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TkGhpiNWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fGEWSpMx5cE/s1600/logan+baseball"&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4936071883745594949?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4936071883745594949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4936071883745594949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/baseball-season.html' title='Baseball Season'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TlFDMyHII/AAAAAAAAAR8/MiJ3013f_yY/s72-c/logan+baseball' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4099438963460250679</id><published>2010-04-13T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:49:33.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter - Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Easter this year was really fun. We had Logan for half the weekend which was nice. Friday Chris' mom, sister and nephew came over and we dyed Easter Eggs. Chris' mom bought some egg spinner things that were really cute. You put the dye in with an egg, snapped on the lid and pressed the button. The egg would spin around and it made some pretty cool designs on them. Saturday we went to my sister neighborhood for an egg hunt. It was cold and there was snow, but they still had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TUSiyehII/AAAAAAAAAP0/WAsnmFXqXd4/s1600/Easter+2010+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459722063321138306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TUSiyehII/AAAAAAAAAP0/WAsnmFXqXd4/s320/Easter+2010+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TUR7v3XhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_ka8Ll17zUA/s1600/Easter+2010"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459722052841201170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TUR7v3XhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_ka8Ll17zUA/s320/Easter+2010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon we got the kids out of the house so the Easter Bunny could come. Chris made a special call to him and he agreed to come a day early since Logan wouldn't be with us on Sunday. When we got home the kids were so excited to see their baskets and the eggs hidden throughout the house. Logan got a new Monster Jam video game and Myles got An American Tail. They both found a bunch of eggs and we now have way to much candy in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX-rNLjkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qJwjnstNX_s/s1600/Easter+2010+5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459726120029752898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX-rNLjkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qJwjnstNX_s/s320/Easter+2010+5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX-SVEJaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xAqpdwuEuqM/s1600/Easter+2010+4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459726113351935394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX-SVEJaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xAqpdwuEuqM/s320/Easter+2010+4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX9UiRRFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jIB2zjnu8w8/s1600/Easter+2010+3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459726096764322898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TX9UiRRFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jIB2zjnu8w8/s320/Easter+2010+3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter Sunday we first went to Grandma and Grandpa's for a fabulous brunch. Thanks for the great food Grandma. After that we went to my sister's house for another egg hunt with all the cousins and dinner. We had such a great time. I love being with my family. They always make holidays enjoyable. We missed Mom and Dad who were lucky enough to be warm down in St. George. You really were missed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get to say that I am so thankful for this great day. I'm so blessed to have the knowledge of the Atonement and I'm so grateful that the Savior would lay down his life for me so that I can be with my family always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4099438963460250679?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4099438963460250679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4099438963460250679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-better-late-than-never.html' title='Easter - Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S8TUSiyehII/AAAAAAAAAP0/WAsnmFXqXd4/s72-c/Easter+2010+2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1238480492706015750</id><published>2010-03-24T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T08:57:59.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of Training</title><content type='html'>We've recently started the task of potty training. So far it's going pretty well. Not great, but well enough. We've been using the potty chart system which seems to be yielding some results. Myles really likes getting the stickers after he "goes" and I like it because he gets some kind of reward without me filling my house with tons of dollar store toys or overloading him with treats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the charts on the bathroom door and recently Myles finished filling up every last one. He did get a new car for getting so many stickers and like a good mom I actually remembered to take a picture to mark the occasion. The picture really doesn't show all of the hard work that he's accomplished. It only shows 4 of the charts that he filled. Really there are 6 or 7 I think. It filled the whole length of the door. I'm so proud of what he's done. Now for the next step, this weekend I'm going to attempt to go from pull-up straight to underwear. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S6o10gR4EEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5fKVsXEqbpk/s1600/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S6o10gR4EEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5fKVsXEqbpk/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452229475019788354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1238480492706015750?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1238480492706015750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1238480492706015750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/joys-of-training.html' title='The joys of Training'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S6o10gR4EEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5fKVsXEqbpk/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5957487844496137927</id><published>2010-03-22T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T08:43:41.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Thats a lot of dub-a-u's"  -Myles playing with some letters this morning and not wanting to except that one was a W and the other an M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5957487844496137927?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5957487844496137927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5957487844496137927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/quote-of-morning.html' title='Quote of the Morning...'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6283961877538884463</id><published>2010-03-19T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:29:30.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Reader</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud at the moment. Myles read his first word on Tuesday!!! What might that word be you ask...it was ZOO...I know not a hard one to figure out, but for a 2 year old I think it's a pretty big thing. We were reading Goodnight Gorrila on Tuesday night and he pointed at the word, ran his finger across it and said "zoo" I was and am so happy that he's learning so fast, He may not know why it says zoo, but he knows that it does and for me that's a big thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450382862501474450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S6OmVglG8JI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3CQMuzfuwko/s400/gorrila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6283961877538884463?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6283961877538884463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6283961877538884463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-reader.html' title='My Little Reader'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S6OmVglG8JI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3CQMuzfuwko/s72-c/gorrila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7102290413557209263</id><published>2010-03-05T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:08:47.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had an exciting event happen in our house over the last week. Myles was playing hide and seek with his cars last Saturday. This is a game that Logan taught him and now he plays by "himself" all the time. Anyway, he told his cars to hide on the table while he ran to the wall and started counting, he counted all the way to 10!!!  No help, just started and bam... After that he wouldn't do it again because he knew we were listening, but there it was, my baby counting to ten. To make it better, Monday he was crashing his monster trucks and counted to 12!! What!? I didn't even know he knew how to get that high. Crazy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-7102290413557209263?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7102290413557209263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7102290413557209263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-had-exciting-event-happen-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8140299501313685650</id><published>2010-02-15T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:23:31.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not always big on Valentines Day. However this year was about as perfect as it could have been. Chris likes the holiday and feels that even if we don't make it a big deal we should still do something. So during the week we got a sitter and went out to dinner. He took me to Z'Tejas. One of my faves. It's at the Gateway, so after we finished eating we took a very cold walk to Ben and Jerry's, another fave! It was a simple night and so much fun. I love spending quality time with Chris. We so rarely get out of the house without the kids. It was a nice break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We weren't planning on doing anything else, but my brother called on Saturday to see if we wanted to go to Wise Guys Comedy Club with them. The kids stayed over night at Grandma and Grandpa's and Grandma Teresa's (one kid per) and we were able to again have a fun night. The comics were very entertaining and getting to hang out with my bro and sis-in-law was fun too. Sunday was spent mostly at my parents house with my Sister and her family. To me that's what this holiday is all about, not only spending time with that one special person, but with everyone that's important. Everyone that you love. And that's just what I got to do. Thanks again for such a great Valentines Day Honey! Your the Greatest!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8140299501313685650?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8140299501313685650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8140299501313685650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6891216803624062800</id><published>2010-02-15T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:26:37.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Trucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Instead of trying to back track and post everything that's happened since before Christmas, I'm going to start fresh. This past weekend was such a blast. We took the boys to see the Monster Trucks at Energy Solutions Arena. They had such a GREAT time! We wanted it to be a surprise for Logan, so we made up a story about going mountain climbing and jumping off cliffs. He totally bought it clear up until the time we sat in our seats. Even with us being inside ESA he kept asking where the mountain was and if it was upstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were able to see some of Logan's favorite trucks. Monster Mutt, After Burner and Bounty Hunter. Grave Digger was also there, for the first time in four years. Myles tells us that his favorite was the "Puppy One" (Monster Mutt), but he also has a new fascination with his Grave Digger truck and walks around the house saying "Monster Tracker", in a deep growling voice. It was a lot more fun that I thought it would be. And being able to see my boys having such a great time made it all worth it. Especially listening to Myles yell at the trucks to crush the cars again. It really was such a great time. I'm so glad we decided to take them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIEQoaPmI/AAAAAAAAANc/0DpohaMiDlA/s1600-h/IMAG0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIEFmQxfI/AAAAAAAAANU/vx3IVB_8l7I/s1600-h/IMAG0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438597997574276594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIEFmQxfI/AAAAAAAAANU/vx3IVB_8l7I/s320/IMAG0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIDoHQmaI/AAAAAAAAANM/EO5niCUWRJs/s1600-h/IMAG0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438597989659613602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIDoHQmaI/AAAAAAAAANM/EO5niCUWRJs/s320/IMAG0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nICx7axDI/AAAAAAAAANE/14O8ZQvei9I/s1600-h/IMAG0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438597975114433586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nICx7axDI/AAAAAAAAANE/14O8ZQvei9I/s320/IMAG0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nICPEBuMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bnQUtWnz_bw/s1600-h/IMAG0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438597965755300034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nICPEBuMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bnQUtWnz_bw/s320/IMAG0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIEQoaPmI/AAAAAAAAANc/0DpohaMiDlA/s1600-h/IMAG0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6891216803624062800?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6891216803624062800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6891216803624062800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/monster-trucks.html' title='Monster Trucks!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/S3nIEFmQxfI/AAAAAAAAANU/vx3IVB_8l7I/s72-c/IMAG0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6976473671122190839</id><published>2010-02-10T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:34:10.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to write this down before I forget. Long story short, we took Myles to Carl's Jr. last night after he informed us that he didn't want to go home, he wanted to go shopping and to eat chicken nuggets...sad.  So we're inside the play land and some guy there with his girls asks Myles who one the Super Bowl...Myles sat thinking for a min then looks at him and goes "Don't care."  Absolutely cracked me up. Where does he come up with this stuff??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6976473671122190839?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6976473671122190839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6976473671122190839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-to-write-this-down-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5462299780857448604</id><published>2010-01-19T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:21:15.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recent car conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Logan guess what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myles:  "HA HA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even a real laugh just a simple ha ha... What a goober!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5462299780857448604?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5462299780857448604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5462299780857448604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/recent-car-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7181415070085274649</id><published>2009-11-26T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:40:42.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for SO many things. Currently that my mom has a stocked spice cupboard! Thanks Mom!  Also though for my amazing family and my beautiful children. I am thankful for the country I live in and the men and women that fight everyday to keep my family and me safe and free. I am thankful for a roof over my head and food on the table. I am especially thankful that I have the husband I do and for Myles and how smart he is and all he's learning. For my friends that stand by me and give me someone to stand by. My world would be much less meaningful without you around. I am thankful for being on the earth here and now and for knowing why I'm here and who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM a joyous, honest, compassionate, nurturing women of light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my greatest blessing of all. Because knowing who I am and why I'm here makes life so much more beautiful and perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-7181415070085274649?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7181415070085274649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7181415070085274649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8569832560271767379</id><published>2009-11-16T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:19:51.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get as many pictures as I thought this Halloween. But I'll post what I have. We had such a great time. Myles refused to wear any of the costumes we had for him. Which suprised me since we had 2 different Elmo's and a Barney. He decided that he was ok with being a football player so that's what he was. He was SO cute. He never would say trick-or-treat, but hearing him say Happy Halloween was priceless and amazingly cute! We spent the day at home and then traveled to Grandma and Grandpa's house to get ready. After that the 3 of us along with Cousin Chase, Grandma Teresa and Grandma walked a few streets, it took us about an hour to make it up and down 2 streets, but that's how it worked out and the boys had a great time which is, to me, what holidays are all about.                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:52070/5f3f043efad58568ef5ebf7477bcfbb7/image/9dd3bc4ef92bc914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:52070/5f3f043efad58568ef5ebf7477bcfbb7/image/9dd3bc4ef92bc914.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SwItmdu-umI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QXEXgdaB15c/s1600/PA310525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SwItmdu-umI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QXEXgdaB15c/s320/PA310525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:52070/e4bf1f46471924d87d0c4aaa8dd3c44a/image/bfe2ae61a5955753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:52070/e4bf1f46471924d87d0c4aaa8dd3c44a/image/bfe2ae61a5955753.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:52070/e4bf1f46471924d87d0c4aaa8dd3c44a/image/bfe2ae61a5955753.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8569832560271767379?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8569832560271767379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8569832560271767379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SwItmdu-umI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QXEXgdaB15c/s72-c/PA310525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-9083640913006294054</id><published>2009-11-02T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:09:00.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay For Vegetables!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick snippet to say how much I enjoy that Myles LOVES his vegetables! He will often request broccoli and tonight at dinner ate at least half a cucumber. I'm so lucky that I don't have a picky eater!!  Thanks for making dinner time life so easy Goober!  Love You!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-9083640913006294054?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/9083640913006294054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/9083640913006294054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-quick-snippet-to-say-how-much-i.html' title='Yay For Vegetables!!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4758951352783511062</id><published>2009-10-26T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:14:39.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Words</title><content type='html'>I got an idea from one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;posted&lt;/span&gt; some of here favorite "words" that her daughter says. It was so cute that I decided to do the same with my favorite "words that Myles has started saying recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Suser&lt;/span&gt; - Sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beemboo&lt;/span&gt; - Bumblebee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cuck&lt;/span&gt; - Stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oscer&lt;/span&gt; - Monster and Oscar (the grouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sruck&lt;/span&gt; - Big Truck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gover&lt;/span&gt; - Grover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pikpi&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Spikey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mo Mo - Otis (we actually all call him Mo) We're a nickname family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are just a few of my favorite "Myles Words" I've got to keep track of all the cute things he says and does before they change before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4758951352783511062?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4758951352783511062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4758951352783511062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-words.html' title='My favorite Words'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4784799335328966986</id><published>2009-10-25T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:36:55.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>We've been keeping busy so far this month. Trying to squeeze as much Halloween fun in as we can. So far we made it to Farnsworth Pumpkin Patch, painted pumpkins, and carved some pumpkins at Grammie and Grammpie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkin patch was a good time. The four of us went with Chris' mom and cousin Chase. The had such a good time in the bounce house, on the hay ride, actually we were informed that it was straw" and running through the pumpkins finding just the right one! After we got the pumpkins home we decided to paint them. It was the only weekend before Halloween that we had Logan and we didn't want them to go rotten to quickly. Logan's turned out great! He did two pictures, a spider and a bat. Myles did a face with a bunch of hair! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we headed over to Grammie and Grammpie's for our traditional pumpkin carving. We always have such a great time doing this. 4 out of the 6 of us kids were there, all with our kids. It ends up being a lot of people and a lot of kids but it's always a great time. Grammie made 3 different soups and we took over their basement for the day. So far it's been a great month! Thanks Mom and Dad for letting us take over and make such a mess. 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SuSnv-8CXYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3yyv83TZr8Y/s320/IMGP1181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396622696287198594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4784799335328966986?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4784799335328966986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4784799335328966986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SuSme4SpHPI/AAAAAAAAALI/1Mj5wUoj1eY/s72-c/IMGP1091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5348948324770537918</id><published>2009-10-09T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:28:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Work Days</title><content type='html'>I love Fridays here at work...well I love that they are slow anyway. Today I've had the luxury of working on my iPod and now, since I have the hard drive here with me I can catch up on a little blogging. The last post was all about Myles turning 2. But there is more. His Birthday party was a blast. School Bus themed of course. We had it at a park by our house. It was a beautiful day. Chris and I made a pinata (never again). My grandma painted it and it turned out FABULOUS!! Chris' mom made a school bus cake which was also GREAT!! The kids were able to play on the playground which was right by the pavilion and of course Myles got a ton of stuff. Most of which he still plays with. I'd like to thank everyone who came and helped out. You all made it a great day for Chris and I and especially for Myles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had fallen a few days before and had a bit&lt;br /&gt;of road rash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bcGgIqnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CExPJoISCtw/s1600-h/CIMG3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390698186069813874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bcGgIqnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CExPJoISCtw/s320/CIMG3226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bbkwW9CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KBRyvCibBCE/s1600-h/CIMG3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390698177011053602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bbkwW9CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KBRyvCibBCE/s320/CIMG3227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit fuzzy, but this is the pinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bbLvw02I/AAAAAAAAAKg/s2fkNxFIAU0/s1600-h/CIMG3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390698170297668450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bbLvw02I/AAAAAAAAAKg/s2fkNxFIAU0/s320/CIMG3233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5348948324770537918?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5348948324770537918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5348948324770537918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/slow-work-days.html' title='Slow Work Days'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Ss-bcGgIqnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CExPJoISCtw/s72-c/CIMG3226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5407345516721263497</id><published>2009-09-19T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:27:41.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 2!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SrUiQzPhzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/I9Bn6-tTTGU/s1600-h/0713091955a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SrUiQzPhzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/I9Bn6-tTTGU/s320/0713091955a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is so late...Back on the 10th of Sept. Myles turned 2!! I can't believe how fast the time has gone by. So in honor of my beautiful boy here are just a few things about him that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the happiest personality of any kid I've ever known. Always smiling and bringing smiles to everyone around him. He's so smart. I know I'm a little biased and every mom thinks their kid is a genius but Myles has a way of remembering things and learning everything so quickly. The things he can already do and the way he knows to do just what he's asked is amazing to me. I can talk to him like a "big" kid and he knows just what I'm saying and what to do. And oh boy can this kid hop and jump. Hop Hop Hop all over the place, down the hall, on the bed, even off the stairs! His love of school buses cracks me up and he gets so excited every time he sees one. He is so loving and cuddly and just loves to play all the time. Myles Conner I love you so much and can't wait to see what you'll grow up to be. You are amazing my little Goober!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5407345516721263497?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5407345516721263497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5407345516721263497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-is-2.html' title='My baby is 2!!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SrUiQzPhzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/I9Bn6-tTTGU/s72-c/0713091955a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3387464821870198872</id><published>2009-09-08T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:02:44.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Hiking up to Cecret Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Sqcnlzw3StI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GwkRPSHzdzw/s1600-h/P1020118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Sqcnlzw3StI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GwkRPSHzdzw/s320/P1020118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379311810421148370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnlCNQT1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/gaPshCXTpsU/s1600-h/P1020104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnlCNQT1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/gaPshCXTpsU/s320/P1020104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379311797118455634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees and eating marshmallows at the camp site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Sqcnkuf10yI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gHOlk8Zt20U/s1600-h/P1020073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Sqcnkuf10yI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gHOlk8Zt20U/s320/P1020073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379311791827702562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnjthE1eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-rfeLvT0LJo/s1600-h/P1020051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnjthE1eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-rfeLvT0LJo/s320/P1020051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379311774384575970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep before we got out of the canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnkKuNzBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rpS5mnRFSHM/s1600-h/P1020124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SqcnkKuNzBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rpS5mnRFSHM/s320/P1020124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379311782224317458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great trip that was. I'm so glad to live in a place that has so much to offer and so many things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3387464821870198872?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3387464821870198872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3387464821870198872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Sqcnlzw3StI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GwkRPSHzdzw/s72-c/P1020118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2237950987480913605</id><published>2009-09-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:53:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than I Can Chew?!?!</title><content type='html'>Myles is turning 2 this week! I can't believe how fast the time has gone...more on that in later posts however. His party is on Saturday and I've decided to take it upon myself to make all of the ice cream for it. Why you ask??? I have no idea...I must be a fan of stress and torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan right now is to make 3 different kinds of ice cream, that will then be turned into ice cream sandwiches. For which I am also making the cookies. Pumpkin, Mint Chocolate Chip, and Vanilla are on the menu. Plus the 3D School Bus cake that my mother-in-law is making. (she's much better at cake baking than me). Oh and lets not forget the school bus pinata that Chris and I started yesterday. And yes it all gets to be done by 3:30 Saturday afternoon. We'll see how it goes and I'll be sure to let you know. I might end up at the store for all but the pumpkin ice cream and cookies. I tend to bite off a bit more than I can chew sometimes, and with my procrastinator personality I'm not sure how all of this is going to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2237950987480913605?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2237950987480913605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2237950987480913605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/myles-is-turning-2-this-week-i-cant.html' title='More Than I Can Chew?!?!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-724050448023498104</id><published>2009-08-28T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:43:37.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Logan's birthday party was a blast. We went to Magna Pool where we had cake did presents and then went swimming. Everyone was able to come, all of his cousins and aunts and uncles. He got a bunch of Transformers (of course) as well as a new bike, a Nerf Gun that can be turned into the controller for a Nerf Wii game and a set of golf clubs. We all had such a great time. Swimming we a blast and I've learned quickly this summer that I have to fish for sons...those two just can't get enough of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-724050448023498104?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/724050448023498104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/724050448023498104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/logans-party.html' title='Logan&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6914825317347989230</id><published>2009-08-28T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:44:29.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days and Camping</title><content type='html'>Ok...It's been a while since I've updated, so I'm taking the time now, with pictures to follow because I'm at work and no longer have access to the excessive amounts of pictures on the home computer. So much has happened over the last few months...Logan moved back to St. George...long story...and has started Kindergarten. He says that he loves it and seems to be doing really well. His teachers name is Ms./Mrs. Lee and from what he says shes really nice. They don't however get a snack. lol This was one of the first things that he mentioned after his first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month or so ago we took a nice camping trip up Little Cottonwood Canyon. We reserved a spot at Tanners Flatt. It was such a great spot. They keep it completely groomed so we had a nice flat spot for out tent, a great fire pit, picnic table and it was all shaded. My parents came up for dinner and we went on a nice little walk down to the river. It was such a nice place. We will defiantly be going back there again. I'm not much for tents anymore, but for the kids I'll sacrifice and I'm really glad I did. We only stayed one night and the morning when we were packing up a deer walked right through the trees next to our tent. It was so cool being that close to such a beautiful animal and the kids were so excited! Chris taught Logan and Myles how to feed the squirrels and chipmunks that were running around everywhere. And Logan found a great trail that let us over a small stream and down an old riverbed. He was really proud when we let him lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we headed home we decided to take what we though was going to be an easy hike up to Cecret Lake...turns out it wasn't so easy. We made it about 3/4 of the way before deciding to turn back. Myles was a real trooper and hiked most of the way up. But by the time we got to where we turned around the 3 of us were exhausted. I have no doubt that Logan could have made it the rest of the way. As it was we hiked down the kids were asleep before we got out of the canyon. It was such a great trip. I can't wait to do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6914825317347989230?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6914825317347989230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6914825317347989230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok.html' title='School Days and Camping'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-246082675000162114</id><published>2009-08-06T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:29:31.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puddles</title><content type='html'>So this happened back in June, but I just found the pictures so I wanted to post about it. It was a rainy day and to pass the time at a slow moving birthday party. Uncle Clay decided to teach Myles how to jump in puddles. It was so much fun to watch them play together. Uncle Clay would hold Myles hand and they would jump together and SPLASH!!! By the time they were done they were both soaked from the waste down. Fortunatly I had extra clothes for Myles. Uncle Clay wasn't so lucky. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsShOLgeiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/429dFi6KDIA/s1600-h/splashing+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366903742893423138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsShOLgeiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/429dFi6KDIA/s320/splashing+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsSSc3zt6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WKD2meNcefE/s1600-h/splashing+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366903489139292066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsSSc3zt6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WKD2meNcefE/s320/splashing+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsSRXZV9FI/AAAAAAAAAI4/850uC0ZoqHI/s1600-h/splashing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366903470489465938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsSRXZV9FI/AAAAAAAAAI4/850uC0ZoqHI/s320/splashing.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-246082675000162114?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/246082675000162114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/246082675000162114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/puddles.html' title='Puddles'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsShOLgeiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/429dFi6KDIA/s72-c/splashing+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7579609664498073345</id><published>2009-08-06T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:57:33.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Late Birthday Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsLYYnfnUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zDNzwr3vCAU/s1600-h/Hubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366895894494944578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsLYYnfnUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zDNzwr3vCAU/s320/Hubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the day that Logan turned 5 Chris turned 26! What a great thing to share your birthday with your child! Chris is such a great husband and father. He is full of so much love for all of us and I don't know what I'd do without him in my life. He always works so hard to make sure we have everything we need, and most of the stuff we "want." There are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; more wants then needs in our house. They way that he applies himself to everything and sets his mind to what he has to do it great. And his mind is just amazing. So unlike my own. He remembers everything and is so smart about so many different things. From computers to produce...yeah produce. He loves it and as much as I think it's odd. I love that he loves it. I love all of his little quirks and the fun we have as a family. He's always willing to go on the little adventures that I plan for the kids and he always makes the best of it. Honey you are the love of my life. You do so much for me and the boys. I know I don't tell you enough, but I appreciate everything you do and love you SO much. Happy Birthday babe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-7579609664498073345?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7579609664498073345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7579609664498073345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-late-birthday-post.html' title='Another Late Birthday Post'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SnsLYYnfnUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zDNzwr3vCAU/s72-c/Hubby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3503043878855442063</id><published>2009-07-31T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:55:14.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan is 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Snr-H9adWhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n0Zs_peaYzI/s1600-h/Logan+5yrs+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366881318663445010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Snr-H9adWhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n0Zs_peaYzI/s320/Logan+5yrs+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't believe that Logan is 5 already. Time sure has flown by. He was only 2 when Chris and I met and watching him grow has been such an eye opening experience. In honor of this milestone birthday here a just a few of the things I love the most about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. His contagious laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. His beautiful smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. His fabulous knock knock jokes. (knock knock..who's there? Eye... Eye Who? Eyeball) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. The songs he sings and how fast he learns lyrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. How he's grown into such a great big brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When they're not arguing, as brothers do, he plays so well and engages Myles in such a great way. The way Logan always wants to teach Myles new things and wants him to like the things he likes, and play the games that he does. It's been so fun to watch you grow up, and now with you starting Kindergarten I'm even more excited to see what new things you will learn and watch your mind grow and fill with even more new adventures. I love you SO much! Happy Birthday Logie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3503043878855442063?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3503043878855442063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3503043878855442063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/logan-is-5.html' title='Logan is 5'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Snr-H9adWhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n0Zs_peaYzI/s72-c/Logan+5yrs+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-336277166090721432</id><published>2009-07-08T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:24:22.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SlTIHYWtWUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fVnydB3zhy4/s1600-h/4th+of+July.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356125885972699458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SlTIHYWtWUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fVnydB3zhy4/s320/4th+of+July.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great holiday this year. It was great to be able to spend the 4th with the family. The day was a little crazy. We started early and went to the Magna Parade (always and interesting time.) Chris was able to get off early so he met us down there. Myles collected a TON of candy and had a blast. Logan was there with his Mom and Step-dad and he had a good time also. It's nice to be at a point where the 4 of us can get along and spend holidays all together. I know it's a lot better for Logan. After the parade we headed over to my sister's wedding...yep on the 4th of July. It was a Harley Davidson wedding and it was as disorganized as I knew it would be, and it was absolutely perfect!! Lori looked beautiful and it was just a great time. My nephew Jacob was even there who I haven't seen in like 10 years!! He looks great and is living out here now so hopefully it will be good for him. After the wedding we went over to Chris' mom's and the boys played in the sprinkler. Then we lit some fireworks!! Logan is scared of them, but still can enjoy them if he is a good distance away. Chase LOVED them from the start, and once Myles got used to the noise and sparks he liked them too. I even got him to hold a sparkler which he couldn't get enough of. After that was done, Chris, Myles, Logan and I went over to the Cyprus football field and watched the Magna Park fireworks from there. It was a perfect spot, we could see everything and there was no traffic! That's probably where we'll go from now on. It was such a great day and I can't wait to have more holidays just like that one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-336277166090721432?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/336277166090721432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/336277166090721432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SlTIHYWtWUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fVnydB3zhy4/s72-c/4th+of+July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3043660016636889602</id><published>2009-06-19T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:40:05.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I come from a family of "Last Minute Doers." I learned this morning that this is one thing about my family that bothers Chris to no end. We got home last night about 10, walked in the house and my mom was on the phone. Apparently my brother decided last last night that we're having a birthday party for my nephew tonight at 6. His actual birthday is today or tomorrow depending on if you go on when he was born or whats on his birth certificate. (that's another story). Also I got a call 2 days ago that we have a party for my niece on Saturday. At least there was a little notification on that one. And we're having a B-B-Q on Sunday for Fathers day which I still haven't got a hold everyone and told them about it. Ahhh my fabulous family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3043660016636889602?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3043660016636889602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3043660016636889602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-minute.html' title='Last Minute'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6123489275205883986</id><published>2009-06-09T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:05:11.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Opportunities?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Si7OTJDhgmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wTYkGwF5ClM/s1600-h/Aunt+Lousie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345436635978891874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Si7OTJDhgmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wTYkGwF5ClM/s320/Aunt+Lousie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that I might have missed an opportunity to know someone very special. My Aunt Louise (Grandpa's older sister) passed away this last week at the age of 92. She had been in assisted living for a few years and had Alzheimer's. It was her time to go she knew it and was prepared. She passed peacefully in her sleep with a few of her family there with her. Monday was the service and it was a beautiful one. A happy one even. She will be greatly missed and was greatly loved. After attending the service yesterday I now feel that I missed out on knowing Louise. She was such a great lady and I feel I could have learned a great deal from her. So now I'll take the knowledge I have and ask questions, and learn things that I could have learned before. Although she is gone I can follow the example that she set why she was here and learn to be as kind, as caring, and as great a lady as my Aunt Louise. Keep a good eye on your family from up there. They miss you and will always look up to you! Love Always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6123489275205883986?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6123489275205883986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6123489275205883986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-opportunities.html' title='Missed Opportunities?'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/Si7OTJDhgmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wTYkGwF5ClM/s72-c/Aunt+Lousie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8183484881732903912</id><published>2009-06-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:05:07.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy/Fabulous Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a crazy weekend this last one turned out to be. It all started Friday about 2:00, Chris and I both got off early and made a break for USANA where we saw the X96 BASH. Medina Lake, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Offspring, and the main reason I went, Unwritten Law. There were some other bands there too, but none of them are good enough to mention. It was a great show and although Unwritten Law only played a 20 min set it was the best of the night. It totally brought me back to why they are my favorite band! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday we had a BBQ at the park with some friends. It was a great time even with the huge thunderstorm that rolled through. It was slightly cold and hailed a little, but the time in the sun was great. Chris had a chance to play some b-ball with his friends which I know did him some good and Myles had a great time playing ball and hanging out on the playground. I found he loves to swing. The food was great and the time with friends was even better. Thanks for everyone for coming out. We'll have to have another one soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday Chris Myles and I and a few other friends went to the Bees game against Reno. It was an afternoon game and we had great seats, right above the dugout along the 1st base line. The sun was shining and we ended up being in the shade for most of the game so it was perfect. Myles, personally, could have cared less about the game. He was more interested in all of the junk food we let him have. He doesn't get candy very often so he was loving it. One big moment, at least for me, was the Myles walked up the stairs at the stadium by himself, no hand holding, crawling, or stumbling. The stairs are smaller then normal ones, about 1/4 the height, but he did it no problem, and now has the confidence to walk up 3 or 4 normal stairs with no help as well. He's gr owning so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It ended up being a great weekend. I loved being able to spend time with family as well as with friends. However I now need a nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-8183484881732903912?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8183484881732903912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8183484881732903912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/busyfabulous-weekend.html' title='Busy/Fabulous Weekend'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-768306770359673410</id><published>2009-05-13T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:24:17.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEDJrb9hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/czizdUdbevI/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714479455598098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEDJrb9hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/czizdUdbevI/s320/zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxDsmDeBlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/leH-7ycooks/s1600-h/zoo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714091935598162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxDsmDeBlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/leH-7ycooks/s320/zoo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll first start by saying that I have the greatest husband and son I could ever ask for. Mother's day was completely perfect!! Myles, bless his heart, slept until 8!! That's right 8 o'clock!! So much nicer than his normal 6:45. It was especially nice because it meant that Chris got to sleep in a little as well. He was exhausted the night before. As soon as we got up I got my presents! Chris had Myles make me the cutest card and he also did a hand print with both his and Myles hands on it. I LOVE it. Chris also got me the one thing I really wanted. A Cuttlebug! I'm so excited to use this for my future scrap booking and card making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the zoo. It was such a perfect day. Just warm enough and not horribly crowded. Myles had a great time seeing all of the animals. His favorite was the stinky bird and reptile house. Go figure. He was so excited to see the little monkeys and the birds. He also loved the penguins and the giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEPVxCFkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8A_M5zowBxk/s1600-h/zoo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714688858723906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEPVxCFkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8A_M5zowBxk/s320/zoo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEPTC7kaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0JmxNIkOq5c/s1600-h/zoo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714688128487842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEPTC7kaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0JmxNIkOq5c/s320/zoo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When we got home we had a BB-Q with a few of my siblings and grandparents. It was fun to just hang out with the family. We all sat down and played a few rounds of PIT, a favorite of Chris and I. All in all it was a perfect day. Thanks again to Chris for making it so great. Love you babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEmSZEX8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/kYj0cYn-L-I/s1600-h/zoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335715083089895362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEmSZEX8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/kYj0cYn-L-I/s320/zoo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-768306770359673410?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/768306770359673410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/768306770359673410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfect-mothers-day.html' title='Perfect Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxEDJrb9hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/czizdUdbevI/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-8043122967534181271</id><published>2009-05-07T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:42:45.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX1YizwwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6XU-NgJ4_2w/s1600-h/dad+and+Logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335736233160327938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX1YizwwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6XU-NgJ4_2w/s320/dad+and+Logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently Logan took a trip to Disneyland with his grandma (Chris' mom). Chris got to go for the weekend which was a total surprise for Logan. They had a great time. Lo is getting to the age where he is having more fun and going on more rides. (Disneyland isn't a novelty to Chris' family since he grew up in Cali. I think Logan has been at least 5 times already.) Logan's favorite ride was Star Tours. He calls it Star Wars Clone Wars. He and Chris went on it 3 times!! He got a huge double sided light saber that he loves. It has different crystals that make the sounds change. Very Cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX-KtxVGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o1z8w7BIOrM/s1600-h/logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335736384067032162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX-KtxVGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o1z8w7BIOrM/s320/logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris only stayed for a few days and the rest of the week Logan hung out with Grandma, Great Grandma and Aunt. He had such a great time with them. Going to the beach and to the park. It's all he talked about for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX-eZWsyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/y82oWWltG-U/s1600-h/logan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335736389350109986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX-eZWsyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/y82oWWltG-U/s320/logan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also visited Angel Stadium. (Chris' choice.) Both of them thought that was pretty stinkin cool. Special thanks to Grandma and Aunt for letting them stay with you. It's always such a great time for Logan when he's out there. Oh and thanks for sending that race car game home...maybe. :o) Oh and we can't wait for you two to move out here!!&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/5038382963905768315-8043122967534181271?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8043122967534181271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/8043122967534181271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/disney-land.html' title='Disneyland!!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SgxX1YizwwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6XU-NgJ4_2w/s72-c/dad+and+Logan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6334053560323730857</id><published>2009-05-07T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:59:04.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy...</title><content type='html'>I've been planning on updating with the latest adventures. Chris and Logan's trip to Disneyland, Myles jont to the Living Planet Aquarium with myself and the grandparents. But I was up most of the night with a sick baby and am not feeling to well myself. I am now to exhausted to put together anything coherent. Maybe later today... or later this week. We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6334053560323730857?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6334053560323730857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6334053560323730857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/cloudy.html' title='Cloudy...'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-842718372634245075</id><published>2009-05-04T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:19:11.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind Words</title><content type='html'>There are days, today being one of them, when the whole world seems to come crashing down on my shoulders. It is days like this that I am so greatful for those people in my life that are there with an uplifting message, a kind word, or even just something about nothing that gives me a little chuckle or a smile. So thank you to all of you that have done that for me today. For it is your words and thoughts and comments that make it possible for me to know that I'll make it though. That I'll figure it out, and that dispite everything I can always make it through. Life will keep on lifeing and I welcome it with open arm. It's times like these that I choose to grow and learn.  Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-842718372634245075?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/842718372634245075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/842718372634245075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/kind-words.html' title='Kind Words'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6053335665104642167</id><published>2009-04-24T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:04:28.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Smile Box...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f446b784e4451334d673d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Family" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f446b784e4451334d673d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6053335665104642167?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6053335665104642167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6053335665104642167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-smile-box.html' title='My first Smile Box...'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-356081581866756589</id><published>2009-04-16T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:43:40.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter 2009'/><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The boys latest photo shoot didn't go quite as planned. Logan did great, Myles on the other hand was a little stinker and refused to coorperate. Luckily he was in a good mood, just wanted to play not sit still. It took 2 hours to get the shots and I have vowed to never again plan on 2 outfits. That just made it that much more complicated. After all the fuss and mess we did end up getting some great pictures. Here they are for your enjoyment...and mine, because just ask me, my kids are the cutest ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eZGJMyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DFfx4X4kvuY/s1600-h/Myles+and+Grover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426817149514530" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eZGJMyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DFfx4X4kvuY/s320/Myles+and+Grover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eMKI5JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ASVqNOUd7ys/s1600-h/Myles+Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426813676610706" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eMKI5JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ASVqNOUd7ys/s320/Myles+Easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eG0NphI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SSbAoteo6OQ/s1600-h/Logan+Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426812242470418" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eG0NphI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SSbAoteo6OQ/s320/Logan+Easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3S5oRQrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p4u-NPfSqHs/s1600-h/Easter+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426619724153522" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3S5oRQrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p4u-NPfSqHs/s320/Easter+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SpCezcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/CaqoNzZ-KLI/s1600-h/Easter+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426615270690242" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SpCezcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/CaqoNzZ-KLI/s320/Easter+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SnhH7oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9U_1B8hWkH8/s1600-h/Easter+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426614862343810" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SnhH7oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9U_1B8hWkH8/s320/Easter+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SvVGNII/AAAAAAAAAFA/Sv7Q0akKqAk/s1600-h/Easter+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426616959382658" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SvVGNII/AAAAAAAAAFA/Sv7Q0akKqAk/s320/Easter+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SPjzm-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/jabxp3WRJ-w/s1600-h/Easter+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325426608431143906" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3SPjzm-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/jabxp3WRJ-w/s320/Easter+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was going to pick just my favorites, but couldn't decide&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-356081581866756589?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/356081581866756589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/356081581866756589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/See3eZGJMyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DFfx4X4kvuY/s72-c/Myles+and+Grover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-7739655012615879083</id><published>2009-04-15T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:11:05.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;We had a lot of fun this Easter. A few egg/candy hunts, some egg dying and Easter baskets of course. I tried to focus on the true meaning and mad sure to teach Logan about why we have Easter and what it meant. He's a little young to fully comprehend but the more he learns now the more he'll understand later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThBVZsvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TyjdZR6VrqU/s1600-h/Easter+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965067427001074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThBVZsvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TyjdZR6VrqU/s320/Easter+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThLhuCZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CbdCtlobT_0/s1600-h/Easter+Hunt+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965070163020178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThLhuCZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CbdCtlobT_0/s320/Easter+Hunt+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;We went to an Easter hunt on Saturday with my sister and her kids and Chris' nephew and mom. It was a good time and the kids really enjoyed it. Especially the candy. We had the kids pictures taken later that day..more on that later..then enjoyed egg dying at Grandma and Grandpa Conradsen's. We do a lot over there now since we don't know how much longer we have with Grandpa. Logan had a good time and Myles had a blast dying his hand. Luckily it came off in the bath the next day.                               &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYTneCGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/n8LMCB5BY38/s1600-h/Easter+Hunt+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965178209888210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYTneCGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/n8LMCB5BY38/s320/Easter+Hunt+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThng-ZeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8gnsJceHcSc/s1600-h/Easter+hunt+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965077676090850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThng-ZeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8gnsJceHcSc/s320/Easter+hunt+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Easter morning we woke up bright and early and found the eggs and baskets that the Easter Bunny left. Logan got some new games for his Leapster, Nascar and a Phonics one, and Myles got some LeapFrog magnet sets, a car wash and alphabet. They also got quite a few books. They always get at least one book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThfyJrAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UNheZYuycS8/s1600-h/Easter+Hunt+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965075600649218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThfyJrAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UNheZYuycS8/s320/Easter+Hunt+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYUS8KdTOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/df83twojzIw/s1600-h/Easter+baskets+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965925032381666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYUS8KdTOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/df83twojzIw/s320/Easter+baskets+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;The boys were really cute together finding the eggs. Logan let Myles get quite a few which I was impressed with. Myles also got really good at finding everything. He noticed ones that Logan walked right past and that I had forgotten. Later that morning we took the boys to church to hear Grammy sing in the choir and then it was off to Grandma Teresa's for Easter dinner and another egg hunt. Of course the boys had a great time. Grandma and Grandpa were able to come over which made the event that much more fun. All in all it was a great day and I can't wait to do it again next year. I'm making a resolution to keep is a little more low key next year however. I've really got to stop with the compulsive shopping when it comes to the kids.&lt;/span&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/5038382963905768315-7739655012615879083?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7739655012615879083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/7739655012615879083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SeYThBVZsvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TyjdZR6VrqU/s72-c/Easter+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3401125286174447619</id><published>2009-03-25T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:54:21.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;When did the world become so dependant on these smart little boxes???  Today at work was a total nightmare. Our system has been down all day, no Internet access, no email, and worst of all none of the customers have been able to place their orders online. It's just now at 4:45 p.m. that we've started seeing orders come through. It's a complicated situation how the company runs but long story short, it's been the absolute worst!!!  Luckily now things are sort of up and running, not 100% but at least enough that orders are coming through. And we don't all have to be here until 9 tonight. I remember when there weren't computers and how simple things were for me, of course I was much younger then. Now as much as I love them most days, it's days like today that I realize that if everything crashed one day, we as a planet are completely done for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3401125286174447619?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3401125286174447619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3401125286174447619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-did-world-become-so-dependant-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3188148631048826835</id><published>2009-03-23T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:32:58.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crafty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;'m&lt;/span&gt; so excited! I've recently decided that I want to start scrapbooking and making cards and things of that nature, maybe it's the constant nagging that I'm not doing enough for my kids, that I'm not around enough. So I'm taking the time to document everything about them. Making sure that they have something to make sure they have a way to remember the times when I was there and so they can always know how much I care. At any rate I've gotten really into it latley. So much so that I'm now doing a card exchange with my mom and some of her friends. Here is my first ever Card Exchange card. It's simple and I love it!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/ScerWnOMSRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ou5KgOVe8BA/s1600-h/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316406290108139794" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/ScerWnOMSRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ou5KgOVe8BA/s320/card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3188148631048826835?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3188148631048826835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3188148631048826835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-crafty.html' title='Going Crafty!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/ScerWnOMSRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ou5KgOVe8BA/s72-c/card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-4837999344557086534</id><published>2009-03-16T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:30:14.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's just because I have kids now, but I look forward to Holidays more than I can ever remember. Even little ones like St. Patty's day tomorrow. I got Myles a new green shirt just for the occasion. And I'm already excited and planning for Easter. The gifts for their baskets are already here, I ordered them last week, and I'm ordering their books on Wed. They get at least 1 book for every major holiday and birthday. I'm really working on keeping things small though, I'm a major shop-for-my-kids-aholic and always go way overboard. So this year, it's an outfit, an educational toy or 2 and a book about the REAL meaning of Easter for both of them. And of course just a little candy. I'm excited to take them to the Egg Hunt at my mom's work, they have it every year and it should be super fun this year because Myles will actually understand what's going on. I've also sort of started planning Logan's birthday, (bowling party) which isn't until July and as of right now I know the theme of Myles' which is in September, that one is subject to change however, based on his interest at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another subject. I'm VERY excited about the shift in the weather, I honestly thought it would be cold forever! And although I know we're not completely out of the woods yet, we're close enough that I'm content. I do hope it holds through the weekend. I haven't told Chris yet but I'm planning a hike for us all in two weeks, the next time we have Logan. YAY for fun outdoor family time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-4837999344557086534?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4837999344557086534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/4837999344557086534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1588428753927239290</id><published>2009-02-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:31:40.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>It's almost the weekend!!! I'm so excited. You'd think that after having a 3 day weekend last week I'd have been ok to work my 4 days, but not so much, this week seems to have taken forever! Chris is going to get Logan this afternoon, and although I'm not so excited about him having to work tomorrow, I am glad that I don't and that it's going to be nice enough to spend some time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is getting a new guitar tomorrow and it's Kyler, my nephew's, 1st birthday. I can't believe he's already 1. nuts...  Anywho, I'm just really excited that it's Friday, it's my easy and off early day and I don't think that it could be much better. WOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1588428753927239290?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1588428753927239290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1588428753927239290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1845034050834032626</id><published>2009-02-11T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:54:10.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Quirks</title><content type='html'>This seemed like a fun thing to do, and I'm really bored so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#1. I'm a HUGE Harry Potter fan...I've backed off quite a bit from talking about it, but it's secretly an obsession. I just can't get enough. I can't wait until the next movie comes out, and I am currently in the process of reading everything that J.K. Rowling has written since Book 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;#2. I still love boy bands and such types of music. Still to this day I listen to it regularly. Backstreet Boys, Drake Bell and just about anyone else you can think of. There's just nothing better in my mind than a heart-felt ballad and some good harmony's. Throw a piano in there and I'm pretty much hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#3. I'm never on time. No matter how hard I try I just can't do it. It runs in the family and I think possibly it's genetic...I am a little better now with Myles, but still not that much better...Chris on the other hand is on time almost always and my "dawdling" is constantly getting on his nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;#4. I am always "trying" to please people. I rarely put myself first and this especially goes with my family. I'll always take a back seat to my kids wants and needs, whether this is the right thing or not, well sometimes it is and sometimes not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#5. I don't know if it's a quirk or not, but I know why I'm here and what my personal meaning of life is. I know my purpose and work to live it and be it day to day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#6. I love sappy reality T.V. Chris and I watch Biggest Loser and Extreme Makeover on weekly basis, and I also love Jon and Kate Plus 8 and Little People Big World. TLC and The Disney Channel are my 2 favorite stations ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag anyone else who might want to do this. It's actually kind of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1845034050834032626?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1845034050834032626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1845034050834032626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-quirks.html' title='6 Quirks'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5860671363373221838</id><published>2009-02-10T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:37:58.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>Here are just a few of the family pictures we got taken last fall...Jen did a great job! I love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtOPFsnMI/AAAAAAAAACw/Elj0nVGn_8Q/s1600-h/myles+bumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtOPFsnMI/AAAAAAAAACw/Elj0nVGn_8Q/s320/myles+bumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301208696471985346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtN6GXHSI/AAAAAAAAACo/YjN0eiEBo_A/s1600-h/family+08"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtN6GXHSI/AAAAAAAAACo/YjN0eiEBo_A/s320/family+08" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301208690837626146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtNzblWBI/AAAAAAAAACg/oel-TFUDgRE/s1600-h/my+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtNzblWBI/AAAAAAAAACg/oel-TFUDgRE/s320/my+boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301208689047590930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5860671363373221838?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://jennifersorensenphotography.blogspot.com/' title='Family Photos'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5860671363373221838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5860671363373221838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SZGtOPFsnMI/AAAAAAAAACw/Elj0nVGn_8Q/s72-c/myles+bumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-6204637926630584436</id><published>2009-02-06T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:26:37.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grover is Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SYyqzVe0vjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4VLssNb_3xg/s1600-h/Grover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SYyqzVe0vjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4VLssNb_3xg/s320/Grover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798660424711730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 2 weeks Grover has popped up everywhere around our house. He's not only blue, but also red, looks a lot like a mouse, and resembles every other Muppet in creation. lol Myles has turned into a Grover lover for sure. From Elmo to Mickey Mouse every one is Grover, even the bull dog on his p.j.'s the other night. Possibly because they were blue??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in the market for anything Grover for him to play with. He picks out the only 2 Sesame Street books to read every night because of the so called "Grover's" on the cover. The only one he seems to notice it different is Big Bird, he must sense a difference between a big yellow feathery thing with a beak, and a cute little blue monster with a red nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only fits that he would be in this phase right now though. Since he was just a few months old the best way we have to calm down in the car was to play "The Echo Song", from the Sesame Street Sound Track. A song that features Grover and Madeline Kahn. Go Figure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-6204637926630584436?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6204637926630584436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/6204637926630584436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/grover-is-everywhere.html' title='Grover is Everywhere!'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SYyqzVe0vjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4VLssNb_3xg/s72-c/Grover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2733793159391240410</id><published>2009-01-16T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:42:31.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuteness at it's best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDG5aXmWxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lhWYlC-NiCs/s1600-h/drinkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDG5aXmWxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lhWYlC-NiCs/s320/drinkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291948251793480466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little tidbit about my morning. First off let me say that we've been working with Myles to say please and thank you. He's picking it up pretty well but this morning was the best. Usually we have to ask him to say please when he want something and most of the time he throws a fit and won't do it so I take his hand and assist him in making the sign for please and I say it to explain to him what I'm doing. When he does do the sign it's the cutest because he puts his had to his chest and then pushes it down really fast as he says pees. I don't know how else to explain it except that its cute cute cute! &lt;br /&gt;So this morning he was standing at the top of the stair waiting for me to come up and he saw that I had his cup in my hand, he gets a cup of milk every morning in the car. As I was walking up the stairs he looked at me did the sign and said "pees" and the reached straight out for me to hand him his cup. I didn't even have to ask him to say it. &lt;em&gt;He he &lt;/em&gt;I love knowing that I'm actually getting through to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2733793159391240410?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2733793159391240410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2733793159391240410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/cuteness-at-its-best.html' title='Cuteness at it&apos;s best'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDG5aXmWxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lhWYlC-NiCs/s72-c/drinkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-2534160479113067346</id><published>2009-01-12T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:45:25.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDHa5KTRWI/AAAAAAAAACA/EOF4_tRtI84/s1600-h/Ba+Humbug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDHa5KTRWI/AAAAAAAAACA/EOF4_tRtI84/s320/Ba+Humbug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291948826994885986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a little late, but I wanted to write about how much fun Christmas was. Myles had a blast, he did pretty good at opening his presents although he did get bored half way through and just wanted to play with what was open. goof ball...he got a cozy coupe car which he likes pretty well and some blocks that he loves, but by far the best thing he got was from Grandma Teresa. A slide, it's about 2 feet tall and he can't get enough, he goes down frontwards and backwards and on his tummy and however else he can figure out, it's hilarious! Pics coming soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan was here the Saturday after and of course got quite a bit of stuff, A Spider Man bike was his big gift from Santa as well as some board games, Chutes and Ladders and Memory. We love to play games as a family. He also got a Leapster 2 and some books for his Leap Pad and one favorite thing his Spider Man "Lap Top." Oddly enough I think his absolute favorite gift was the DC shoes and DC Hat that we got him. He wore it all week where ever we went it was on. He's growing up so fast. My little teenager at 4 years. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Chris a case for this old teddy bear he's had in storage for 24 years. It's a Kareem Abdul Ja-Bear and it's nice that he can finally display it. The boys "made" him a Ute's blanket and pillow, by far his favorite gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a Nintendo DS with some games, I LOVE IT!! I can't remember the last time I had a "game boy" of sorts. It's great. I also got a bunch of books that I'd been wanting and some more Precious Moments to add to my collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for Christmas, although as much as I love it I'm also glad it's over. Next year we're going much smaller. We've decided the if Jesus only got 3 gifts then our kids don't need anymore than that either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-2534160479113067346?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2534160479113067346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/2534160479113067346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SXDHa5KTRWI/AAAAAAAAACA/EOF4_tRtI84/s72-c/Ba+Humbug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3300639463792942967</id><published>2009-01-12T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:38:24.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otis is home</title><content type='html'>Last night was one sacry night for us. Our dog Otis ran away. We have no idea when he left. Just that  I noticed he was gone around 9 last night. Chris, my mom and I drove around for over an hour looking for him with no luck. I was so scared for him. I had just taken him to the groomer and he is completly shaved and I didn't want him waking the baby up so I had taken his collar off! I'm thankful to say that some how he made it home around 11:30. Special thanks to my mom who decided to go back and and look for him. He was on the front porch and probably would have taken off again if she hadn't gone back out. &lt;br /&gt; He was limping a little this morning so I'm hoping he didn't get hit by a car or anything. I'm just so thankful he's home the little dork! I'll tell you this, I'm going to be a much better pet owner from now on. I can't believe how scared I was for him. It sure did give me a better view of how much I care about him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3300639463792942967?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3300639463792942967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3300639463792942967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/otis-is-home.html' title='Otis is home'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-3740498584178696641</id><published>2008-12-03T07:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:08:24.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming! Christmas is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/STatvVIkrCI/AAAAAAAAABo/OnuBjOigbaY/s1600-h/Santa+Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/STatvVIkrCI/AAAAAAAAABo/OnuBjOigbaY/s320/Santa+Hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275595042149674018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about anyone else, but I'm getting really excited for Christmas!  We got our tree over the weekend. (thank you Nate and Analyn) and decorated it on Sunday. Logan had a great time putting all of the ornaments on one or two branches. Myles is facinated with the lights and is constantly working on pulling off whatever he can...he's learning just to look and be soft with it though. We got our yearly family pictures done on Saturday as well. Jen from Smile Photo took them and the turned out GREAT!!  I'll post some when we get them back. I'm so excited to see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've decided to keep Christmas small this year. 3 or 4 presents for each of the boys and then their stockiings which we're filling with blocks and finger paints and things of that nature instead of candy since my kids don't eat it anyway. Of course we will have to include a sucker or two for Myles and some M&amp;M's for Logan. I really can't wait to see their faces when the open their gifts...now if I can just decide what to get them.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-3740498584178696641?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3740498584178696641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/3740498584178696641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-coming-christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming! Christmas is coming'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/STatvVIkrCI/AAAAAAAAABo/OnuBjOigbaY/s72-c/Santa+Hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-981662924368989287</id><published>2008-11-18T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:28:25.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dino&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Over the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This last weekend we had Logan so we ventured to the Dinosaur Museum in Lehi. What a riot! The kids LOVED it!! Logan's favorite part was the erosion table, full of sand, water and little Dino's. We played in that for a good while as well as the sad box where he "dug" up dinosaur bones. It was fun to watch them both explore. Myles found a big wood puzzle that he played with for like 10 min. That's a record for him. Logan got a kick out of the massive Brontosaurs that he could play under. We spent quit a few hours there and will defiantly be going back. Even Chris and I had a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SSL61zGPdKI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1aRuXt1VhQ/s1600-h/dinosaur.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270050316133299362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SSL61zGPdKI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1aRuXt1VhQ/s320/dinosaur.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note --  This show should be in sindication.  "Not the Mama!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-981662924368989287?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/981662924368989287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/981662924368989287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/over-weekend.html' title='Over the weekend'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SSL61zGPdKI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1aRuXt1VhQ/s72-c/dinosaur.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-128465311585985098</id><published>2008-11-13T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:49:33.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov. 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another week has passed and things stayed about the same. Another of my Grandma's brother's passed away. He was a BIL but still that make 4 in the last 2 years. I guess it's to be expected they are getting up there in years, but it's still sad to watch them go. There are 12 kids in here family so it's comforting to know that there are still so many that can give comfort to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Myles is getting bigger everyday of course, he is learning so quickly, he helps get himself dressed and undressed, as I chase him around the house with his clothes. :) He's showing us more what he wants instead of wining, and he's beginning to pick up more words. He's not saying them yet, but I know he's processing them when he hears us say them and it's only a matter of time. We have Logan this weekend again, I really want to do something fun with him. I'm thinking maybe the children's museum we haven't been there in about a year. I'm thinking that both of the boys would enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Also I've learned that I get to cook Thanksgiving dinner this year, my grandma who ususaly does most of it is going to my aunts in Montana and my mom is working. It's going to be a small one this year maybe only 10 of us or so, but still I've never cooked that much food, and I've NEVER cooked a turkey!!! I did get a killer recipe off the Food Network website though so I'll try that, and Chris informed me that we HAVE to have regular mashed potatoes instead of the red ones I was planning lol I'm sure it will turn out great. Hopefully....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-128465311585985098?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/128465311585985098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/128465311585985098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-week-has-passed-and-things.html' title='Nov. 13'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-1359692712074997475</id><published>2008-11-06T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:18:38.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update since June</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SRxhVJ51GBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghCGwbClZf0/s1600-h/myles+1yr+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192680180258834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SRxhVJ51GBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghCGwbClZf0/s320/myles+1yr+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really should get on top of this blog thing. It's been a while so I'll just start with the recent. September 10 was Myles 1st birthday! He had such a gerat time. We did a Little Einstines theme. He was really into it at the time. Chris' mom made the cakes there was Quincy, Leo, and Myles had his own Rocket cake, it was awesome. He of course got WAY to many toys in part because I found a killer deal on KSL and couldn't pass it up. lol. Both of the boys are getting so big. I can't believe how fast they grow. Logan looks like a 6 yr old and Myles is just so dang cute I can't believe it. He's talking a lot more now. Ball, and Hats are his 2 favorites. He also is picking up lights and down. He also just started showing us that he knows where his nose is. When you ask him he reaches out and "beeps" everyones nose. It's adorable of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Halloween was a blast. Logan was a skeleton with purple hair. He loved every minute of it. He got the hang of "trick-or-treating" after about 2 houses and then didn't want to stop. We ended up with so much candy!! Myles was a biker, leather Harley vest and all. He has discovered suckers, and eats them whenever possible. He also learned that he can sneek them out of his candy bag if it's within reach. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With all of the comotion of the last few months behind us I'm now looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas. Chris and I have decided to keep it simple this year. Christmas at our house is going to be not about presents and recieving but about the true meaning and giving. I'm excited about it. I love this time of year more than any other. It's such a great feeling and it only gets better towards the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-1359692712074997475?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1359692712074997475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/1359692712074997475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-really-should-get-on-top-of-this-blog.html' title='Update since June'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SRxhVJ51GBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghCGwbClZf0/s72-c/myles+1yr+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038382963905768315.post-5411358503545939405</id><published>2008-06-25T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:21:47.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Wagons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I'm jumping on wagons left and right now days. Myspace, Facebook, and now this. Ah well though, I thought this might be a fun thing to jot down thoughts and share new events and milestones about my family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chris and I are happy with our 2 boys, Logan 4 and Myles 9 months. We're living in Midvale with the hopes of getting out SOON!! The wedding is coming up fast, July 12th, and as bad as it sounds I can't wait for it to be over. Not that I'm not excited or looking forward to it, I just want all of the stress to go away. I'm to the point of wishing that we did like my brother and went to Vegas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038382963905768315-5411358503545939405?l=macceofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5411358503545939405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038382963905768315/posts/default/5411358503545939405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macceofamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/band-wagons.html' title='Band Wagons'/><author><name>Erin Macceo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02645741259759681712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSePCKCGa1w/SilKsQMBL-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1smCeuoe_6Y/S220/Chris+and+Me.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
