<?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-4884344856550832024</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:42:15.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autryville</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-9186571200007230701</id><published>2008-08-05T15:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:41:38.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To be continued, or not??</title><content type='html'>I know, I'm pretty terrible at blogging.  I can read a bunch of 'em daily, but when it comes to mine, I have little desire to do it.  I can't decide if I should continue or not.  One thing I'd love to know (if anyone's still checking in) is how to mom blogger's who update frequently--as in almost daily--do it?  Where do you fit it in your schedule?  Does having a laptop solve the problem? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good photographer, in style or in remembering...I probably have 5 pictures to document our wonderful summer, so that's another problem.  I'm not clever enough to blog without a picture as my subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating heavily whether to keep this up or not.  Let me know how you do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-9186571200007230701?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/9186571200007230701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=9186571200007230701' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/9186571200007230701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/9186571200007230701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-be-continued-or-not.html' title='To be continued, or not??'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-1084832535078160548</id><published>2008-05-23T09:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T09:33:56.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDbHTJ_aG-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FcON-BQqvuY/s1600-h/spring+08+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203565551386500066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDbHTJ_aG-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FcON-BQqvuY/s200/spring+08+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDbFxp_aG9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/-tikmWFgIJw/s1600-h/spring+08+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203563876349254610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDbFxp_aG9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/-tikmWFgIJw/s200/spring+08+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't tug-of-war bring out the competitiveness in everyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a homeschool mom and daughter here in Cincinnati that organize a home school field day every spring. It was Ben's second year participating and Lauren's first. The morning was spent in individual events, competing against your own age group. In the afternoon, it was the team event, which was amazing! Each team had members from kindergarten through 12th grade, and it was wonderful to see the teamwork--watching those big senior guys carry the little kindergartener's through the obstacle course, lifting them up to reach the basketball goal...my SIL Rachel says it's one of those things that reminds you as to why you homeschool. I have to agree! Lauren had an amazing buddy in Ben, the senior on her team. Our Ben was his usual competitive self, and did a great job.  His team placed third in the team events.  Fun day!&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;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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-1084832535078160548?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/1084832535078160548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=1084832535078160548' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1084832535078160548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1084832535078160548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/05/field-day.html' title='Field Day'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDbHTJ_aG-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FcON-BQqvuY/s72-c/spring+08+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-675274683902550481</id><published>2008-05-22T10:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:28:29.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry This Family to Jesus...</title><content type='html'>We awoke this morning to the sad news of the death of Steven Curtis Chapman's daughter, Maria. Not only are they grieving the loss of a child, they're also comforting a son who was at the wheel of the car that struck her. Mitch and I have always been big fans of his--not only his music, but his devotion to his family.  Please remember this family in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stevencurtischapman.com/"&gt;http://www.stevencurtischapman.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But we know we're all at the mercy of God's higher ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And our ways are so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But I will carry you to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He is everything you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will carry you to Jesus on my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-675274683902550481?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/675274683902550481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=675274683902550481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/675274683902550481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/675274683902550481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/05/carry-this-family-to-jesus.html' title='Carry This Family to Jesus...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-4473819869356292147</id><published>2008-05-19T14:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:39:02.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School is finished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDHCxBLXmYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WJEB9UUlgE8/s1600-h/april+30+08+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202153191975131522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDHCxBLXmYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WJEB9UUlgE8/s200/april+30+08+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Mitch, who bravely took upon himself the task of testing Ben, Kayla and Daniel--our niece and nephew. Now we have the time of year where public school mom's love to have their children home with them for a few short months where as homeschrool (Rush Limbaugh always says homeschroolers and it's always cracked me up...) moms re-evaluate just why their children are home with them 12 months of the year...admit it, you homeschrool mommies!:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summertime fun, though, begins this week. Ben began camp this morning, Westpoint Academy for Boys, in fact. It's a wonderful week of a mini boot camp of sorts...BB gun shooting, marching, calesthenics, rope tying/climbing, and a little bit of history class, too. He participated last year and it's a ton of fun if you have an outdoorsy boy who thinks living in a neighborhood is the biggest punishment on him &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;.:) We're still working out the details of camps for the girls, not that they have to do something, but I did find a $10 drama camp for Lauren! $10!!! I'll keep you posted...really, now that school is finished I will!!&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;Luke looks ready to nap, doesn't he? If you're reading, please post! I'd love to know who reads!&lt;/div&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;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/4884344856550832024-4473819869356292147?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/4473819869356292147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=4473819869356292147' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4473819869356292147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4473819869356292147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/05/school-is-finished.html' title='School is finished!'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SDHCxBLXmYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WJEB9UUlgE8/s72-c/april+30+08+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-8016667655136474722</id><published>2008-05-14T13:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:15:17.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseFRLXmVI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVGqQwsWAFE/s1600-h/lluke1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200283270588635474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseFRLXmVI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVGqQwsWAFE/s200/lluke1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseFhLXmWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/I-nJFf1EVPk/s1600-h/luke2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200283274883602786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseFhLXmWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/I-nJFf1EVPk/s200/luke2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseGBLXmXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MVDE--6iqzs/s1600-h/luke3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200283283473537394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseGBLXmXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MVDE--6iqzs/s200/luke3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few shots from Luke's photo session this morning. Granted, it's his first "real" pictures in six months....sorry, fourth baby.:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-8016667655136474722?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/8016667655136474722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=8016667655136474722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/8016667655136474722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/8016667655136474722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/05/handsome-baby.html' title='Handsome Baby!!'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SCseFRLXmVI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVGqQwsWAFE/s72-c/lluke1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-4201272989904795914</id><published>2008-04-22T21:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:38:51.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke loved the trip to Georgia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6SnHsTfPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uHDkF8CDqcI/s1600-h/spring+%2708+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192248621182188786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6SnHsTfPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uHDkF8CDqcI/s200/spring+%2708+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What?  Your baby doesn't love 8-9 hours in the car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-4201272989904795914?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/4201272989904795914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=4201272989904795914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4201272989904795914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4201272989904795914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/04/luke-loved-trip-to-georgia.html' title='Luke loved the trip to Georgia...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6SnHsTfPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uHDkF8CDqcI/s72-c/spring+%2708+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-5226194843365671934</id><published>2008-04-22T21:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:23:59.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for baseball practice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6OPnsTfNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KSWk3bbRIh4/s1600-h/spring+%2708+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243819408751826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6OPnsTfNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KSWk3bbRIh4/s200/spring+%2708+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6OQXsTfOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7WyJTtGKX5I/s1600-h/spring+%2708+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243832293653730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6OQXsTfOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7WyJTtGKX5I/s200/spring+%2708+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4884344856550832024-5226194843365671934?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/5226194843365671934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=5226194843365671934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5226194843365671934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5226194843365671934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-ready-for-baseball-practice.html' title='Getting ready for baseball practice...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/SA6OPnsTfNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KSWk3bbRIh4/s72-c/spring+%2708+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-2223252485070758568</id><published>2008-03-24T12:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T12:37:18.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU2aaeTuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MuM6-K_6mH8/s1600-h/easter+08+276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181343927581429474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU2aaeTuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MuM6-K_6mH8/s200/easter+08+276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU3KaeTvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YQSddWrv9Vo/s1600-h/easter+08+267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181343940466331378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU3KaeTvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YQSddWrv9Vo/s200/easter+08+267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU36aeTwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2bV3_ertaZo/s1600-h/easter+08+281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181343953351233282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU36aeTwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2bV3_ertaZo/s200/easter+08+281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, it was cold (mid March is a bit ridiculous for Easter!). It flurried both Saturday and Sunday nights. Thankfully, though, Sunday morning was sunny and even with the cold, the kids were great at picture time. Ben cannot look straight ahead for a picture to save his life...his eyes start to water and he scrunches up his face, but it's who he is right now, and he's precious! And how cute is my husband???:) I hope it was a blessed day for all who are reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that I'm a sorry blogger. Just. Can't. Find. The. Time!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-2223252485070758568?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/2223252485070758568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=2223252485070758568' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2223252485070758568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2223252485070758568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R-fU2aaeTuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MuM6-K_6mH8/s72-c/easter+08+276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-6893663977553620008</id><published>2008-03-06T07:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:39:07.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More hockey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8_ldEIscXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LzkSrgZNhk8/s1600-h/early+march+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174606784361165170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8_ldEIscXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LzkSrgZNhk8/s200/early+march+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8_ldkIscYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eVDS4oz6LlY/s1600-h/early+march+08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174606792951099778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8_ldkIscYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eVDS4oz6LlY/s200/early+march+08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He shoots...he scores!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-6893663977553620008?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/6893663977553620008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=6893663977553620008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6893663977553620008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6893663977553620008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-hockey.html' title='More hockey...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8_ldEIscXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LzkSrgZNhk8/s72-c/early+march+08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-6005612016659769603</id><published>2008-03-01T15:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:23:32.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what brothers do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8m6or5QLnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/R3JMgjrFkS4/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172870855152119410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8m6or5QLnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/R3JMgjrFkS4/s200/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...right?  Watch hockey?  This is a perfect representation of the male members of my family this winter--THE WINTER THAT IS NEVER GOING TO END!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-6005612016659769603?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/6005612016659769603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=6005612016659769603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6005612016659769603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6005612016659769603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-what-brothers-do.html' title='This is what brothers do...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R8m6or5QLnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/R3JMgjrFkS4/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-1271244097915231542</id><published>2008-02-14T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:43:27.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7RhfMUcW_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cgOcK8wK1ig/s1600-h/2007+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166861861011610610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7RhfMUcW_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cgOcK8wK1ig/s200/2007+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7RhfsUcXAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ymF2gT9HhIQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166861869601545218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7RhfsUcXAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ymF2gT9HhIQ/s200/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really love Valentine's Day...not for the gifts, though Mitch never fails ( I love you!). I love making homemade cards with the kids, making cookies, making a special meal for dinner. But I really love telling and showing my family how much I love them. I'm so blessed and so thankful! Here's what's for dinner tonight, minus the chocolate pie (I'm making oreo pie).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepioneerwomancooks.com/"&gt;http://www.thepioneerwomancooks.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-1271244097915231542?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/1271244097915231542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=1271244097915231542' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1271244097915231542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1271244097915231542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7RhfMUcW_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cgOcK8wK1ig/s72-c/2007+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-9223228873036928542</id><published>2008-02-11T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:56:32.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CxXMUcW9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/GzPuz_tXW4s/s1600-h/feb+08+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165823784596036562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CxXMUcW9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/GzPuz_tXW4s/s200/feb+08+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CxX8UcW-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0Rrh69E76Dk/s1600-h/feb+08+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165823797480938466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CxX8UcW-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0Rrh69E76Dk/s200/feb+08+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to share a few pictures of the girls. Lauren has lost both of her top front teeth now, which always cracks me up--I tell her to say "super silly string" 5 times in a row. It's cute, and yes, her hair almost always looks like that--hairdresser I'm not. She'll be six in a week!! I think I've mentioned before that Erin salutes Mitch and I often when she's told to do something. Who knows where it came from, but it's hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-9223228873036928542?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/9223228873036928542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=9223228873036928542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/9223228873036928542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/9223228873036928542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/02/girls.html' title='The Girls'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CxXMUcW9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/GzPuz_tXW4s/s72-c/feb+08+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-1577645904175773156</id><published>2008-02-11T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:01:11.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lukey, Benny and poor baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7Cv9MUcW8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/s1H4Nn1Bqqg/s1600-h/feb+08+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165822238407809986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7Cv9MUcW8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/s1H4Nn1Bqqg/s200/feb+08+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuCMUcW5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tv1o4OzW1v0/s1600-h/feb+08+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165820125283900306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuCMUcW5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tv1o4OzW1v0/s200/feb+08+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuCcUcW6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/EhCiHT-PMg4/s1600-h/feb+08+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165820129578867618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuCcUcW6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/EhCiHT-PMg4/s200/feb+08+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuDcUcW7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/I7tVdCjnWcU/s1600-h/feb+08+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165820146758736818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7CuDcUcW7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/I7tVdCjnWcU/s200/feb+08+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, a big Autryville welcome to Nana and Pop!! We know you're out there now, so send us a message!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor, poor Luke. I'll resist the tempation to call him Lukey, becuase it makes Ben cringe. For some reason at every sporting event Ben does, I call him Benny when I holler from the various sidelines. He played indoor soccer this weekend and I just can't help it...it comes out before I know it. So, I know he doesn't want Lukey--uh, Luke, to &lt;em&gt;suffer &lt;/em&gt;as he does--"Mom, could you please not call him Lukey??" Anyway, back to poor, poor Luke. As Ben and his buddies were settled into a major Star Wars party in the basement to celebrate Ben's 9th birthday, Luke instantly fell ill with the worst nasal congestion and cough that any of my babies have ever had. It really scared me, which doesn't happen often. I spent a sleepless night with him while Mitch manned the party in the basement (it was a sleepover), and as soon as the sun came up, Lukey (oops), Aunt Mo (who had come over in the middle of the night because I was so worried about him), and I headed to the hospital. Thankfully, it turned out to be a bad baby cold. Bronchiolitis. After 4 rough days, he's all better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nana Judy came over on two different nights to sleep with him so I could rest, for which we're &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; so thankful for! Pictures are of Benny's (oops, did it again) party and of Nana Judy and sick Lukey (oops).&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/4884344856550832024-1577645904175773156?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/1577645904175773156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=1577645904175773156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1577645904175773156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1577645904175773156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/02/lukey-benny-and-poor-baby.html' title='Lukey, Benny and poor baby...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R7Cv9MUcW8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/s1H4Nn1Bqqg/s72-c/feb+08+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-1311278950026593063</id><published>2008-02-01T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T17:19:48.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sleep</title><content type='html'>According to my clock, it's 6:53 AM, who knows what blogger's clock says. The good news about 6:53 AM is that Luke is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! That makes 2 days in a row that he's slept later than my alarm clock...ahhhhh, sweet sleep! I think the last two nights are my first full night's sleeps since the summer(I didn't sleep well during my pregnancy, which is unusual). Yesterday, when my alarm went off, I'm sure it was record time that I got to his room to check on him. It really is a little frightening at first...until you see that sweet profile with a little fist by the mouth, and hear the nice, even breathing. That uncertainty quickly changes to, "hallelujah, they slept all night!" It's taken Luke longer to sleep all night as a bottle baby than it took my other three breastfed babies, but he's forgiven.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One milestone down, many more to go--though I know we're not in a hurry this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of a new session of ballet for the girls and Ben's Birthday Week continues with a sleepover (do boys call it that?). Ridiculous. He's never had a birth&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in his entire life. It always ends up being more like a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke picture coming soon, along with ballet and birthweek.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;em&gt;edited 2/2/08:  Luke had a rough night last night and had some difficulty breathing, enough so that this mom who's normally the "oh, you're fine" type took him to the ER this morning.  Diagnosis is bronchiolitis, which is basically a cold, but he's miserable.  He really can't breathe comfortably, and he's pitiful.  Nana Judy is staying with us tonight so I can rest some (thanks, Nana!).  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-1311278950026593063?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/1311278950026593063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=1311278950026593063' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1311278950026593063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1311278950026593063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-sleep.html' title='Sweet Sleep'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-2167130539090055299</id><published>2008-01-25T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:17:04.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday in Autryville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxQ6caH8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/rchTleKlM1w/s1600-h/2007+Summer-Fall+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159771964719112130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxQ6caH8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/rchTleKlM1w/s200/2007+Summer-Fall+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxRKcaH9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/kvq5vCbw2AA/s1600-h/2007+Summer-Fall+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159771969014079442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxRKcaH9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/kvq5vCbw2AA/s200/2007+Summer-Fall+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxRqcaH-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/qDfGSBMJlps/s1600-h/2007+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159771977604014050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxRqcaH-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/qDfGSBMJlps/s200/2007+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Ben's 9th birthday! It's been another blessed year with and for him. I'm thankful for him and what he means to our family. He's so tenderhearted, which I love, and he's a lot of fun for the girls. It's been a blessing since Lauren was born to watch him as a big brother, and that certainly remains true today. Luke has a great big brother to look up to, as do the girls. We love you, Ben! Happy Birthday, and may God bless you abundantly through the next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-2167130539090055299?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/2167130539090055299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=2167130539090055299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2167130539090055299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2167130539090055299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-in-autryville.html' title='Birthday in Autryville'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5sxQ6caH8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/rchTleKlM1w/s72-c/2007+Summer-Fall+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-3349316647749147249</id><published>2008-01-23T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:03:02.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Goin' On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5edPqcaH4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5LBnLHIpxYQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158764790593232770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5edPqcaH4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5LBnLHIpxYQ/s200/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5edQKcaH5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/WkCADnyspqs/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158764799183167378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5edQKcaH5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/WkCADnyspqs/s200/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much since I've posted last! I wish I had a better memory, but not sleeping all night is keeping me from remembering and doing and writing all that I'd like to do. Not that getting up with Luke is all that bad--he's still the most precious baby, and a smile from a sweet baby at 4 or 4:30 in the morning makes everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! Besides, he always falls back asleep until 9am, so who am I to complain?? He's drinking anywhere from 5-6 oz. every 3-4 hours now, and he's in size 2 diapers. Growing like a weed. He's had a couple of baths lately that were fun!! No tears!! My baby is growing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and Lauren are still doing well in school. Ben and I have finally gotten to the Revolutionary War and other parts of early American history and it's going to be fun. We've started reading &lt;em&gt;Johnny Tremain &lt;/em&gt;together and it's great--I've noticed Ben enjoying it, but don't tell him that.:) We have a lot of books on our plate and we're just going to take our time through this amazing part of our history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring sports sign-ups are complete and though it will be busy, I think it will be a memorable one. Ben's ready to go for baseball, and the girls--yes, both of them--are signed up for soccer. Lauren played in the fall, but this will be the first for Erin. Mitch says she's the most athletic, which she gets from her mama, of course! When I told Erin that she'd get to play we were talking about how she'd have her own uniform, her own soccer cleats, her own shin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;guards&lt;/span&gt;, etc, and she piped up with, "and my own soccer snack!!" Those of you who know Erin know that comment suits her to a "T". My girl has her priorities in order, doesn't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to a week between entries instead of four!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-3349316647749147249?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/3349316647749147249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=3349316647749147249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/3349316647749147249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/3349316647749147249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-goin-on.html' title='What&apos;s Goin&apos; On'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5edPqcaH4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5LBnLHIpxYQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-4243811260095434885</id><published>2008-01-23T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:46:30.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's Letter in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5eY-6caH3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_WlSToPzAQ/s1600-h/1-22-o8+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158760104783912818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5eY-6caH3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_WlSToPzAQ/s200/1-22-o8+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, we had a couple of inches of snow. One day I noticed a piece of paper on the back steps and of course my first thought was irritation-who threw a piece of garbage out there? However, I wasn't going to open the back door to get it. Brrrrr!! A few days later, the snow had melted and it was warm enough for the kids to go out back and play. They called me outside to show me some great discovery, and as I walked back to the house, I saw a piece of paper blowing away from the house. I had to run and catch it in the wind, but I'm glad I did. The paper was an envelope, with the word GOD written on the back(no, not the front). Inside the envelope was a simple message--My God I Love You. I recognized the kindergarten handwriting right away, it was Lauren's. Words won't adequately describe the way I felt that moment. How precious! I called Lauren to me and asked her about it. She told me that she wrote it on the snowy day and thought if she put it outside that God would see it! Again, just precious. I told her so, and we left it at that. She was very shy about it, so I didn't want to ruin her humble spirit. It was a very thankful moment for me. Sweet Lauren!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-4243811260095434885?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/4243811260095434885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=4243811260095434885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4243811260095434885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4243811260095434885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/01/laurens-letter-in-snow.html' title='Lauren&apos;s Letter in the Snow'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R5eY-6caH3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_WlSToPzAQ/s72-c/1-22-o8+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-6779530569809829066</id><published>2008-01-04T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:29:19.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What???  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I really, really don't like the cold anymore. Used to not bother me, but after 9 years in the south, my mind has changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had a great time in the snow, but as you can see in the first picture, the girls couldn't figure out why Ben wanted to spend so much time on the cold, cold ground! Crazy boy. I'm sure every northern mother could agree, as soon as you get them bundled-up, they're ready to come back in! Ben can get bundled-up himself, so he's free to go out whenever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke is doing so much better. He's weighing-in at 9lbs. 2oz. at 7 weeks, which is what Erin weighed at 1 week, but who's keeping track?;) Poor guy is finally getting some nourishment, gaining 2lbs. in 2 weeks, but aren't formula fed babies supposed to sleep longer at night??? He gets breast milk during the day in his bottles, but at night I give him formula in the hopes of more sleep. So far his longest stretch is 11-4, but that was only once. Sleep, baby, sleep. Do it for mommy! He is a precious, good baby, who makes me forget the lack of sleep during the daytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're back in the swing of school, and Erin has decided that she needs to do math. Every paper I give her to trace, count or color is math, apparently. Probably because she hears, "You better finish your math NOW!", about 15 times a day. Ben and math. That could be a whole entry to itself! The picture of Erin is when she had a short-lived stomach flu(thankfully!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of my friends who thought it would never happen, the picture of me is to show off my highlights. I like them very much. Plus it's more time at the salon, by myself, where it's quiet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-6779530569809829066?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/6779530569809829066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=6779530569809829066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6779530569809829066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6779530569809829066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-new-post.html' title='What???  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We like to do 10,000 things at once, don't you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we've last updated Ben had a mini version of the flu--which freaked me out a little since we have a teeny one here, but thankfully everyone is well. Ben had the flu shot in October, so his flu was short lasting, but poor baby was weak, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;achy&lt;/span&gt; and had a fever for three days. I guess it could have been some type of virus, but when we have newborns in our house (Erin in '03), we have the flu. I'm positive. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ben was vegging in the basement, Mitch decided to take on the most difficult painting job ever. Ever. I'm thankful he did, though, or Ben would be waiting for the summer for me to get my act together. Did I mention that Ben's room was unusable for over a week, and in the midst of the project I got a call from Nana Nancy (Mitch's mom) that she was coming to visit, and please, could I not tell Mitch so we could surprise him?? More on that later...Ben's room, however, is a perfect homage to the Atlanta Thrashers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blueland&lt;/span&gt;, baby! The Thrashers are the NHL team from Atlanta and my boys have loved them since their inception a few years back(Luke loves them now, too!). And thanks to Santa Daddy he now has a #18 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Autry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;sweater-&lt;/em&gt;-in hockey it's not a jersey, silly, it's a sweater--to adorn the wall when it's not being worn. It really is a fabulous room for Ben. He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I frantically (sorry, Nana Nancy!) prepared for our surprise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;visitors&lt;/span&gt; and had a mini freak-out which caused Mitch to mop the kitchen floor and finish painting...the surprise worked! One evening as I was preparing supper--and hiding the extra food I'd prepared--a knock at our door brought Nana and cousin Amanda (the girls call her "our beautiful big cousin"--the big is for her age...and she is beautiful!). It was a great moment and worth all the fuss! We spent the next 4 days visiting, eating, making gingerbread houses, shopping, playing, ice skating, and just having a wonderful time. It really was one of the highlights of our year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke update.......he's growing like a weed this week. Finally. I finally started giving him bottles to ease my mind. I can see how much he's getting, and we're all much happier and feeling less stressed. I miss nursing him so very much, but he's getting plenty of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;breast milk&lt;/span&gt; in his bottles (thank goodness for the double electric pump!) and that is good for him and me! It's been such an emotional 6 weeks since his birth, and I'm very thankful that he's growing well now, sleeps like a dream and has a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;temperament&lt;/span&gt;. I have been blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas to come...plus pictures of all of this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-5737607226749031937?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/5737607226749031937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=5737607226749031937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5737607226749031937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5737607226749031937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/12/changes-and-surprise.html' title='Busy, busy, busy--and a surprise!!'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-1949404531465117211</id><published>2007-12-15T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:57:18.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't he cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RNmYq1eeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yItUIp-uj2k/s1600-h/12-2007+-+Baby+Luke+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144321996216433122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RNmYq1eeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yItUIp-uj2k/s320/12-2007+-+Baby+Luke+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back by popular demand...Luke Mitchell makes an updated appearance. His cheeks are beginning to fill out. He is a handsome boy. We have gotten quite a few comments that he looks like his daddy. Now that makes him one lucky boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mitch&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/4884344856550832024-1949404531465117211?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/1949404531465117211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=1949404531465117211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1949404531465117211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/1949404531465117211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/12/isnt-he-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t he cute...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RNmYq1eeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yItUIp-uj2k/s72-c/12-2007+-+Baby+Luke+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-3208339264799546914</id><published>2007-12-15T11:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T11:16:16.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More snow in Cincy...</title><content type='html'>I didn't think it was supposed to snow in December.  Now we have had 2 big (at least for a Georgia boy) snows.  3-4 inches each time.  I am acutally having to learn how to drive in this stuff.  That's unheard of down south! :-)  It's fun though...for a little while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on little Lukey(as Erin calls him)...he was 7 lbs 4 oz at his last weigh-in.  He is eating well and doing all the rest of things that little boys should be doing!!  I will post some new pictures this afternoon...since we will be cooped up in the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a very merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-3208339264799546914?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/3208339264799546914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=3208339264799546914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/3208339264799546914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/3208339264799546914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-snow-in-cincy.html' title='More snow in Cincy...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-5630810083042284165</id><published>2007-12-05T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T14:20:55.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKS3qD1-I/AAAAAAAAABU/PxFu8SgCGLY/s1600-h/2006+-+Winter+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140940662681884642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKS3qD1-I/AAAAAAAAABU/PxFu8SgCGLY/s320/2006+-+Winter+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKTXqD1_I/AAAAAAAAABc/I0n-j78pmfU/s1600-h/2006+-+Winter+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140940671271819250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKTXqD1_I/AAAAAAAAABc/I0n-j78pmfU/s320/2006+-+Winter+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKTnqD2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/6cLJERyCb-U/s1600-h/2006+-+Winter+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140940675566786562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKTnqD2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/6cLJERyCb-U/s320/2006+-+Winter+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKZXqD2BI/AAAAAAAAABs/42jirwRsvW8/s1600-h/Winter+07+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140940774351034386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKZXqD2BI/AAAAAAAAABs/42jirwRsvW8/s320/Winter+07+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to post some pictures of our house. Some of these were taken last Christmas, but my decorating hasn't changed!  The pink room is the girls, and forgive the trashcan in the drive!!  I'll get pictures of the boy's rooms soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-5630810083042284165?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/5630810083042284165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=5630810083042284165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5630810083042284165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/5630810083042284165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/12/few-more-pictures.html' title='A few more pictures'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1hKS3qD1-I/AAAAAAAAABU/PxFu8SgCGLY/s72-c/2006+-+Winter+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-2897377783979201333</id><published>2007-12-05T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:49:45.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1difnqD19I/AAAAAAAAABM/DdN2MXuWLp4/s1600-h/Winter+07+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140685795027572690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1difnqD19I/AAAAAAAAABM/DdN2MXuWLp4/s320/Winter+07+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We awoke to about 3 inches this morning! The first snowfall is always so beautiful and fun, but wait and see what I think of it in February.:) Ben was gentlemanly enough to shovel for his mama, sweet boy. We must buy snow pants--otherwise they come back inside much sooner than I want them to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we're unfortunately at the same weight with Luke as last week. Desperate times call for desperate measures...well, not really.:) I'm implementing a few changes to our routine and after speaking with the best uncertified lactation consultant I know (thanks, Leanna--who is better than a certified one, I'm sure!), I think we'll make some strides in the weight-gain category this week. He is doing fine--he's alert, has a lusty cry, he's two inches longer than he was at birth--everything a baby should, he's just not gaining weight. Please pray for him, and for me, that our changes will plump him up this week and that I can do everything he needs. I had a few thoughts early in my pregnancy (I do have those every now and then!) that it would be nice to have a book or a website for mommies who've had 3 or more babies, and I am especially thinking that now. I think a third pregnancy or more is very different from a first or second pregnancy and the same for the baby once it's here. I never felt like I could find good information for my particular issues, during pregnancy and now, and when I had Ben and Lauren I didn't feel that way. What do you mom's of 3 or more think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like we're in for a long weekend at home. Feeding, pumping, supplementing, making Christmas cards, feeding, pumping, supplementing...hope yours is great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-2897377783979201333?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/2897377783979201333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=2897377783979201333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2897377783979201333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2897377783979201333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-first-snow.html' title='Our First Snow...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R1difnqD19I/AAAAAAAAABM/DdN2MXuWLp4/s72-c/Winter+07+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-6206132108911628311</id><published>2007-11-28T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:51:51.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And his weight is...</title><content type='html'>...the same as it was last week.  Hmmm...  Hopefully he's growing in length, because I'm puzzled by his lack of weight gain.  He has wonderfully wet and dirty diapers (all of you breastfeeding mama's know what I mean!), so I'm not sure why he didn't gain.  I'm thinking he's going to be more like Lauren, and she was a SKINNY baby!  The doctor wasn't concerned, and it's nice to have a doctor that trusts me, the mommy, to know what's best (the number one reason I prefer family physicians over pediatricians, but that's another post for another day!).  I think I'll take him in on Friday and weigh him again, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older kiddos spent the last two days with Nana and Pa-pa (or is it Paw-paw?  that looks awfully southern! he he), but now they're back home and I think we're ready to get back to normal-ish tomorrow.  We're doing a little bit of school, and I don't foresee us doing much before Christmas, but we'll try!  I'm not wanting to be doing school come June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently heard about a bank robbery on the news, and the kids all know that Mitch works for that bank.  I mentioned something to them about a new position he's taking (still in the same bank, but I didn't say that to the kids) and Erin got the most serious look on her face and said, "Did that bank robber take &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the bank's money???"  It was so cute.  She thought her daddy had been left high and dry by a bank robber (whom by the way was apprehended in the bathroom of the building that the branch he robbed was located in.  Pretty smart guy, huh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're home all day for weeks on end, there's just not much to say.  I'm so excited about this blog and the comments, too!!  Maybe Mitch will post, too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-6206132108911628311?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/6206132108911628311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=6206132108911628311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6206132108911628311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/6206132108911628311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-his-weight-is.html' title='And his weight is...'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-2831349313273731019</id><published>2007-11-27T08:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:57:20.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>I have resisted blogging for 2 years now--I already spend way to much time at the computer--but since Mitch made this one, how can I resist anymore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke will be two weeks old tomorrow.  Two weeks!!  I'm excited for his big weigh-in in the morning, hopeful that my milk is helping him to grow!:)  It's been very strange to have such a little baby and actually worry a little that he's not gaining fast enough.  I've never had that problem before!  We got 5 hours of sleep last night, though not 5 continuous hours, but 5 no less!  He slept peacefully in his bouncy seat.  Probably not the best idea, but it worked.  He really doesn't fuss during the day, he just waits until 11:00 at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, Lauren and Erin are doing great.  It was my first day yesterday as a homeschooling mom of four (I guess it's important for Mitch to go back to work on a regular schedule since my bedrest started, but man....), and they were very good on a rainy, stuck-in-the-house kind of day.  We even got a little school done!  The girls are hopeful that every morning when they wake that it's Christmas, and Ben is a trooper having to do so much for me.  I think I'll keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on figuring out how to post pictures...and having Mitch (or Dawn?) make this blog prettier!  I love to look at a pretty blog with lots of pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-2831349313273731019?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/2831349313273731019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=2831349313273731019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2831349313273731019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/2831349313273731019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-weeks-tomorrow.html' title='Two weeks tomorrow!'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4884344856550832024.post-4279445179269793696</id><published>2007-11-06T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:43:54.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Jolie and Baby Luke</title><content type='html'>We just got back from our third ultrasound in 4 days.  The fluid around baby Luke is 5.9 cm.  We are now waiting for the doctor to discuss what the next steps will be.  Will post again once we know more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4884344856550832024-4279445179269793696?l=autryville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/feeds/4279445179269793696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4884344856550832024&amp;postID=4279445179269793696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4279445179269793696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4884344856550832024/posts/default/4279445179269793696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autryville.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-on-jolie-and-baby-luke.html' title='Update on Jolie and Baby Luke'/><author><name>Autryville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16598496019959611938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFFi33rSqG0/R2RIZIq1ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YnozquEdFoc/S220/2007+084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
