<?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-4786531192233672865</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:28:28.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kody. stacie. jett.</title><subtitle type='html'>this is the story of the rogers family of 3.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8599828680086473439</id><published>2012-01-28T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:28:28.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second guessing..</title><content type='html'>With my goal being to print this blog out I decided to browse through some old posts. It wasn't pretty. I read through quite a few from 2008 and I cringed. Wow that was a hard time in life. While I'm happy I have a record of it, I'm also still in the phase of wanting to forget about a lot of it. We are reaching a point of big decision making time in our family, and reading through those has my thoughts in a mess. Good thing I just had a nice long chat with Steph to clear my head. She always has the best advice. If you need some you should call her. Overall, I'm hoping I have moved on, grown, and become a better person since that rough year of life. I'm a big believer in being able to change certain things about yourself, and I hope I have moved past those cringe worthy moments. Let's face it if we were all the same person we were at 21 things might get a little scary... I get that I'm 25, and will probably be cringing at myself again in 5 years, but I always hope to learn from my good, bad, and ugly moments.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;A little bit of advice.. don't go through my 2008 archive. I know that may be flattering myself a bit that you would even consider it, but just in case..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8599828680086473439?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8599828680086473439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8599828680086473439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8599828680086473439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8599828680086473439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2012/01/second-guessing.html' title='Second guessing..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1082369277986936544</id><published>2012-01-26T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:36:14.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites of 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3vBldS5JVzk/TyInPQ9nQdI/AAAAAAAACYQ/6QptWYGWXrM/s1600/IMG_4289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3vBldS5JVzk/TyInPQ9nQdI/AAAAAAAACYQ/6QptWYGWXrM/s320/IMG_4289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We brought in the new year in Duck Creek. It was such a fun night spent with the &amp;nbsp;Leishman's, Butler's, Goodrich's, Kyle, and Ben.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiYmD9kdrxs/TyInVgtKtSI/AAAAAAAACYY/FL15AwcG-pE/s1600/IMG_4305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiYmD9kdrxs/TyInVgtKtSI/AAAAAAAACYY/FL15AwcG-pE/s320/IMG_4305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love that baby.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WS7M3uxnfTA/TyIncnAR2kI/AAAAAAAACYg/wnZRu0Xz7uQ/s1600/IMG_4353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WS7M3uxnfTA/TyIncnAR2kI/AAAAAAAACYg/wnZRu0Xz7uQ/s320/IMG_4353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I don't understand why my pics went sideways? This is Jett and I walking the golf course with Kody.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_ZlPvxqZJM/TyInfCFhCsI/AAAAAAAACYo/5cqdEVflxqM/s1600/IMG_4357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_ZlPvxqZJM/TyInfCFhCsI/AAAAAAAACYo/5cqdEVflxqM/s320/IMG_4357.JPG" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody and Jett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mo-2QwqjlxM/TyInyKBuVqI/AAAAAAAACY4/t4Ez9gmSv7g/s1600/IMG_4371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mo-2QwqjlxM/TyInyKBuVqI/AAAAAAAACY4/t4Ez9gmSv7g/s320/IMG_4371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett in Zion. We spent MLK Day up in Springdale. It was a tiny bit freezing, but super fun! Jett loved running around!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4PzjtRytco/TyIn4svla7I/AAAAAAAACZA/TCzQidyhuZ0/s1600/IMG_4375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4PzjtRytco/TyIn4svla7I/AAAAAAAACZA/TCzQidyhuZ0/s320/IMG_4375.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are just a few of my favorite pics of 2012. It's crazy the amount of fun things we have managed to fit into January. Not to mention how lame of a month January is, we've made the best of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-1082369277986936544?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1082369277986936544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1082369277986936544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1082369277986936544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1082369277986936544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2012/01/favorites-of-2012.html' title='Favorites of 2012'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3vBldS5JVzk/TyInPQ9nQdI/AAAAAAAACYQ/6QptWYGWXrM/s72-c/IMG_4289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4318697825340210520</id><published>2012-01-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:37:39.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard?</title><content type='html'>So about 20 seconds ago I read my friends' blog. She posted about her "blog books" and it was awesome. I have been blogging away in a far off blog, but it's time I combine the two and work on this "blog book". I have been posting since 2007, and I would love to have a book of the happenings. So I'm back. To ramble my crazy rambles, to wake up in the night with blog remorse, to share the Rogers' ways with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and not make this too much of a catch up post, as that would be impossible. I will post older posts from the other blog, but for now here is the latest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pregs. Yes, Jett was a whopping 14 months when we found out, but I've heard worse. Ha. We were thrilled to find out the babe was a HE. It made me feel less guilty about the craziness that is about to shake up Jett's life. At least it's his best friend on the way, and not a pesky little sister ;) I am 22 weeks and feeling fantastic. Huge, but fantastic. The first little bit was rough, but I'm happy to be in the happy part of pregnancy. Pics to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jett is now 18 months. How did that happen? There will be plenty of Jett only posts to come, but for now you must know what a quirky little man he is. He keeps me on my toes all day, and at the same time is the most easy going baby around. I love how he has figured out how to be both. He's awesome. His favorite things these days are BALLS, bananas, smoothies, light switches, books, and mosley the monkey. He babbles his own language all day long, and says just a few actual words. I love having conversations with him. He thinks everything is hot. Pics to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody is a happy camper. He now just works up the street. Which is a miracle. He is such a busy guy, that it's nice to see him just those few minutes earlier. He comes home for lunch and takes on Jett duty while I either head to the school, or run a quick errand toddler free. This has been my sanity, and Kode loves the extra time with his mini-me. He is in school and teaching guitar lessons as well. Yes, he does all of this and manages a crazy wife as well. Pics to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talent Sprouts (yes, it is allowed it's own paragraph) has been around just shy of 4 years. Holy cow, I know. This year has been the biggest blessing. I have loved each and every year at that little school, but somehow this year has been the one that I feel all the work I have put into it. Like the energy in there is all the positive vibes I have been sending it over the years. Does this sound crazy to you? Probably. Building something from nothing has been the most exhilarating experience of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it. A little Rogers' have you heard. I'll be back shortly with pics and more stories, but that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4318697825340210520?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4318697825340210520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4318697825340210520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4318697825340210520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4318697825340210520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2012/01/have-you-heard.html' title='Have you heard?'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-9205395813758806167</id><published>2011-11-13T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:29:13.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately..</title><content type='html'>we have been busy. It seems there is something awaiting us every night. I have a love hate relationship with this. &amp;nbsp;What was that?! Stacie has a love hate relationship with something?!! Ha! We all know that I have a love hate relationship with most things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may get a little off subject, but I just wrote on my "other" blog about my hot and coldness. Why can't I be more like Kody?! More relaxed and going with the flow? When my day is going good, it is like the BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!! But when something doesn't go as planned, it's like the world is ending. OK, that may be a bit dramatic. I am hoping that at some point Kody will rub off on me. This happens, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kody and I FINALLY bought some Christmas lights to go on our house. I'm so excited to get them up. But, have I mentioned how Kody works full time, goes to school, and teaches guitar? It looks like I will be getting the ladder out at nap time. If you live close, will you drive by and make sure I haven't broken a leg, or died?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jett is pushing 16 months now. He is a crazy kid. I love hanging out with him. He is sooooooooo busy, and always working on something. He lives a busy life, going to the babysitters a couple times a week, coming to preschool about 1 time a week, running around town, having his friend Carter over 2 times a week, and everything else Kody and I have going on! He is learning that there is no place like home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favorite time of year! I love the holiday season at Talent Sprouts. Have you been around preschoolers during the Holiday season? It is magical. We are prepping for our Christmas Recital. I am so excited for it! They are darling, as always! I was on the ball this year and have already ordered all of their outfits. Yes, go ahead and pat me on the back next time you see me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving is around the corner. We are headed up to the Call abode. We have some fun things planned, and are really looking forward to some down time. I hope your Holidays are starting out happy. We are busy, but we like it that way!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-9205395813758806167?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/9205395813758806167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=9205395813758806167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9205395813758806167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9205395813758806167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/11/lately.html' title='lately..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-639840328658739903</id><published>2011-10-16T14:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:12:00.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hello blog</title><content type='html'>well i've been gone for a bit.&lt;div&gt;not too far, though. just over on my "other" blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was thinking that i should update this blog with some of the posts from the "other" blog. turns out, i like it better when people can read my crazy ramblings, it feels more like an outlet this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so until then here is just a quick little update..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;summer is over. bitter sweet for me. on the plus side talent sprouts is rockin' and rollin'. on the down side, this means i am also rockin' and rollin' instead of sleeping in and going to the gym. things are busy! kody is back in school, along with working full time and teaching guitar lessons. it took a bit of getting used to, but we are so excited to get it going and over with! wahoo! jett is a crazy man. running around every where. it's awesome. we love him. jett and i just took a trip up north to spend my fall break with my family. we loved it! it was a trip full of food, family, shopping, train rides, and soccer games! and we weren't even too sad to say good bye because they will all be down here in a couple of days. sorry i don't have any pics! my camera is missing.. yikes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-639840328658739903?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/639840328658739903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=639840328658739903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/639840328658739903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/639840328658739903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-blog.html' title='hello blog'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5714544507152558951</id><published>2011-06-26T21:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:46:12.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so much is happening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Summertime is busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been such a blast so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a little update of the latest at the Rogers' house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9q6itgWbqw/Tgf5SK9vXpI/AAAAAAAACXs/RZJPgmb9JJ8/s400/IMG_7141.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622736750371626642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett is the messiest person ever. He is all over the place. He's so fun! I have been loving my relaxed schedule. Jett and I just love hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMws34V_aS4/Tgf5R3kxjcI/AAAAAAAACXk/Al_uMNatfiI/s400/IMG_7119.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622736745166638530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom came down for a couple days. We had a blast. We went and saw Little Mermaid at Tuacahn. It was AWESOME! We loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXRP7VpowAg/Tgf5RguLk8I/AAAAAAAACXc/bR_c-xSJu0g/s400/IMG_7150.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622736739032077250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett's new buzz. His hair was still just the fine baby kind, so we buzzed it. I'm kinda sad. But it's growing back fast. Love him!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hTp3lzMNIHo/Tgf5RQW9B_I/AAAAAAAACXU/wZPzEIgxZZs/s400/IMG_7169.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622736734639687666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love seeing Lyndy Butler live. Can't wait for the new album!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Fathers Day we went up to the cabin in Zions. I, of course, forgot my camera! I was so sad I couldn't document Kody's first fathers day! We had such a great time. It is always so low key there. We seriously just sit, play games, and eat the whole time. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last weekend we went to Kanab for the Kent (Kody's mom's family) family reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IbDpJmSWwE/Tgf4Fl7fbQI/AAAAAAAACXM/Pwr8lafdy0U/s400/IMG_7259.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622735434760023298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These 2 came... And they are engaged. Yay for a fall wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbI2JtuuRnM/Tgf4E2mFJJI/AAAAAAAACXE/-ES0KimxWE8/s1600/IMG_7196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbI2JtuuRnM/Tgf4E2mFJJI/AAAAAAAACXE/-ES0KimxWE8/s400/IMG_7196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622735422053754002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Kathy and Jett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Yes, the helmet is on. He is almost done with it. Just a few tweeks here and there. We mostly just keep it on him at night. It's too dang hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua6FwvDztSo/Tgf4EtgYZCI/AAAAAAAACW8/iIspy6aLny0/s1600/IMG_7191.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua6FwvDztSo/Tgf4EtgYZCI/AAAAAAAACW8/iIspy6aLny0/s400/IMG_7191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622735419613930530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett and Rocko playing in the lodge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAC6N9KKrXY/Tgf4EYs6gBI/AAAAAAAACW0/R81GauHAiJc/s1600/IMG_7184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAC6N9KKrXY/Tgf4EYs6gBI/AAAAAAAACW0/R81GauHAiJc/s400/IMG_7184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622735414029352978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These 2 always the entertainers. It's so fun, no one can ever get enough of these 2 funky siblings. Love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb0_NBVeUVM/Tgf4ELFTVfI/AAAAAAAACWs/1IkbgcJ-GFs/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb0_NBVeUVM/Tgf4ELFTVfI/AAAAAAAACWs/1IkbgcJ-GFs/s400/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622735410373547506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BooJett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is so fantastic. We are just soaking it all in this summer. Every week is insanely crazy. But the fun kind of crazy. We are looking forward to a trip up north this weekend for the 4th. Then another one at the end of the month for a Bear Lake trip. After that I am headed to Seattle with my Mom. CAN'T WAIT for that!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy summer everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5714544507152558951?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5714544507152558951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5714544507152558951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5714544507152558951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5714544507152558951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-much-is-happening.html' title='so much is happening!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9q6itgWbqw/Tgf5SK9vXpI/AAAAAAAACXs/RZJPgmb9JJ8/s72-c/IMG_7141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3694621913944533141</id><published>2011-06-11T07:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T07:40:34.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am.</title><content type='html'>if you think i haven't been blogging about my "rawness" because i sucked....&lt;div&gt;you thought right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did great for a couple weeks. but i didn't notice any kind of change. some people said i needed to drink more water. probably true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now i'm just in an awkward middle place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other things in my life are pretty typical. summer preschool started which has been nice. it keeps me on a schedule, and i have to have that! the kids are cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jett is crawling! seriously thought this day would never come. everyone said, oh he'll go straight to walking, including me. he has always just wanted to stand and cruise around the furniture and anything that would help balance him. then one day he just crawled. like he knew how the whole time. he didn't do any sort of working up to it, like scooting. he just got on his hands and knees and sped off. it was strange. but completely jett's style. he also got a haircut! i will post some pics shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3694621913944533141?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3694621913944533141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3694621913944533141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3694621913944533141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3694621913944533141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-i-am.html' title='here i am.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3542611468876131562</id><published>2011-05-24T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:37:58.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i must be held accountable..</title><content type='html'>today i sucked.&lt;div&gt;and i'm feeling it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st mistake: i didn't eat breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd mistake: i didn't go on my usual run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd mistake: going out to run errands without a snack, at lunch time. because of this mistake #4 is almost unforgivable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th mistake: el pollo loco. seriously? yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th mistake: because of the sickness from mistake #4 i haven't felt good enough to eat anything else the rest of the day. so naturally, i'm starving at 9:30pm. that banana bread is screaming my name. SAVE ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moral of the story: tomorrow is a new day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3542611468876131562?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3542611468876131562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3542611468876131562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3542611468876131562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3542611468876131562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-must-be-held-accountable.html' title='i must be held accountable..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8455921949400917140</id><published>2011-05-22T20:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:58:00.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update on life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;april &amp;amp; may have been CARAZY! so crazy, that i have forgotten to post about easter!!!!!! yikes. it was, as always, the best! check out the few pics i have, i need to get more from my mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IU-zjw6AdtQ/TdnSA1V3BxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/fMneiBcN2Zk/s400/IMG_3223.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609745722627262226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jett was so pumped for his first easter! he loved it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7eeiAzgZ6ng/TdnSAaOr6MI/AAAAAAAACWI/xDh54eptxjQ/s400/IMG_3221.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609745715349416130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks grammy for the easter presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nB5HsYf0RkI/TdnR_mjILoI/AAAAAAAACV4/ZdgTUFbWElg/s400/IMG_3227.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609745701476511362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the boys waiting patiently to go outside and hunt for eggs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oh6MfbDPYFM/TdnR_R50dwI/AAAAAAAACVw/eAq-7D4jVPw/s400/IMG_3228.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609745695934543618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the last pic i have from the weekend. good thing it's so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after spending almost a week up north for easter it was time to come back home and prepare for the last few weeks of school, and the talent sprout showcase. things got hectic to say the least. good thing my mom came down to help with it all. kody and i love when she comes down to hang out with us. jett loves his grammy!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhPDiqxkb20/TdnROR9IKvI/AAAAAAAACVo/Jr4CQsBg3ew/s400/IMG_3756.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609744854134827762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with school coming to an end, so did babysitting carter. him and jett became besties! jord and i have some fun things planned this summer to get these boys back together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in the middle of it all was mother's day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h400iMLCEQc/TdnRN8XSy5I/AAAAAAAACVg/ybEdyKahGWI/s400/IMG_3315.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609744848338996114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'm a mom now so it means so much more! i have a whole new appreciation for all the moms in my life, ESPECIALLY my own! love you mom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAKX8vMsiiE/TdnRNaNJXFI/AAAAAAAACVY/JN-uDfc_mmU/s400/IMG_3320.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609744839169629266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the whole weekend was fantastic. i love these boys!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S11F4u-lLSM/TdnRMqXI6TI/AAAAAAAACVQ/PLi68YyN1Wc/s400/IMG_3321.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609744826326640946" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQt3e57fRDI/TdnRL7rTdjI/AAAAAAAACVI/eGq98U0WGDk/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQt3e57fRDI/TdnRL7rTdjI/AAAAAAAACVI/eGq98U0WGDk/s400/IMG_3326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609744813794752050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we spent the evening up at kody's moms with family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmGFEw4CdU0/TdnPkMhcNgI/AAAAAAAACVA/nysaitUU4WA/s1600/IMG_3345.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmGFEw4CdU0/TdnPkMhcNgI/AAAAAAAACVA/nysaitUU4WA/s400/IMG_3345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609743031610390018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqpmyX0vjIo/TdnPjzoPV8I/AAAAAAAACU4/0-bEusyR78E/s1600/IMG_3350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqpmyX0vjIo/TdnPjzoPV8I/AAAAAAAACU4/0-bEusyR78E/s400/IMG_3350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609743024928020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jett has also turned 9 months... and then 10 months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i didn't think it was a big deal to not write about his little milestones, until i went to start his "1 whole year of jett" book. turns out the blog came in handy! so here's a few things that is happening in this crazy kids' life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtXY2ih4h5k/TdnPjtd_W0I/AAAAAAAACUw/vwV6ioFANu0/s1600/IMG_3365.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtXY2ih4h5k/TdnPjtd_W0I/AAAAAAAACUw/vwV6ioFANu0/s400/IMG_3365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609743023274416962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he lovessssss to stand. that is all he wants to do. he walks all around the couch, ottoman, and his little table all day. when he does sit down long enough to maybe think about crawling, he just gets on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth. he's started to crawl backwards now, which just frustrate the crap out of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H96IIhpmWUY/TdnPjRdiTHI/AAAAAAAACUo/-L7DB7WX7BE/s1600/IMG_3372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H96IIhpmWUY/TdnPjRdiTHI/AAAAAAAACUo/-L7DB7WX7BE/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609743015756319858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has 4 teeth now. 2 on top 2 on bottom. he was a champ through the whole thing, we barely knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he eats and eats. he is loving his #3 foods, and we also give him things we are eating here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has just started the "screaming" phase. it was really shocking at first because his cry has always been pretty quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he babbles all day. it's so cute, because it mostly comes out like a song. so he sings to me all day long. i'm hoping he's taking after his &lt;a href="www.lyndybutler.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;aunt lyndy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;helmet update: our last appt. was about 2 weeks ago and the doc says he's looking great! which makes me thrilled, because with the hot weather it is getting impossible to keep it on. when we are out and about he gets so sweaty and uncomfortable, and he can't wear it swimming. he is still wearing it about 20 hours a day, so it is great to hear he is almost done! wahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he loves being outside. it's a good thing because that is where we spend 80% of our day. either at the pool, the park, or the splash pad with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PN5TIHiOAmg/TdnPjNCaAxI/AAAAAAAACUg/ATok9VE1xso/s1600/IMG_3376.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PN5TIHiOAmg/TdnPjNCaAxI/AAAAAAAACUg/ATok9VE1xso/s400/IMG_3376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609743014568788754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we like to take walks around our little neighborhood. jett loves it!!! we usually end up at the park so he can swing. cause he clearly is obsessed with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQiQCZyAXkw/TdnOYQmxYoI/AAAAAAAACUY/Vnf8Rs5ltKs/s1600/IMG_3388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQiQCZyAXkw/TdnOYQmxYoI/AAAAAAAACUY/Vnf8Rs5ltKs/s400/IMG_3388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609741727036433026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WsNiF3NoCk0/TdnOYIH5w3I/AAAAAAAACUQ/NTQnCqEqaY4/s1600/IMG_3389.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WsNiF3NoCk0/TdnOYIH5w3I/AAAAAAAACUQ/NTQnCqEqaY4/s400/IMG_3389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609741724759475058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Bu91YBjW0/TdnOXwPyYsI/AAAAAAAACUI/WKHZu-PE0AE/s1600/IMG_3393.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Bu91YBjW0/TdnOXwPyYsI/AAAAAAAACUI/WKHZu-PE0AE/s400/IMG_3393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609741718350095042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-mZYE-QVJw/TdnOXh-QYqI/AAAAAAAACUA/yAe-snBTMBo/s1600/IMG_3398.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-mZYE-QVJw/TdnOXh-QYqI/AAAAAAAACUA/yAe-snBTMBo/s400/IMG_3398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609741714518467234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this weekend was spent with the rogers' family in celebration of kody's little bro kyle. he is heading to iraq in a couple weeks. he's the best (you can see him in the pic above with jett), and we are going to miss him so much!!!!! be safe ky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the weekend was great. all the cousins came into town to have a camp out, and paintball the next day. kody was in heaven. we got together when they were done for a bbq and swimming. families are the best, and we love ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi_7K61Zftk/TdnOXR4KefI/AAAAAAAACT4/4RCWiJpXxbk/s1600/IMGP6929.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi_7K61Zftk/TdnOXR4KefI/AAAAAAAACT4/4RCWiJpXxbk/s400/IMGP6929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609741710197946866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, i am going on week 2 of my 2 week break. it has been fabulously relaxing, and i have been enjoying every minute of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*gluten free/raw diet update*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have been doing great! today was day 4 and i'm feeling wonderful. i have found that if i am able to "cheat" (i hate saying that word because i don't really see this as a "diet", just a way to feel better) once a day, i stay focused, and 1 cheat doesn't really affect the way i feel too much. as in "cheat" i mean like today i had a slice of homemade banana bread. an example of one of my meals would be salmon, green leafy salad topped with tomatoes, grapes, and cottage cheese, and zucchini on the side. i have learned some tips that make it so much easier, like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;committing to going to the grocery store every other day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"cheating" once a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;family bbqs are to eat at, so don't get discouraged! just remember how you feel afterwards and try and do better next time! those hotdogs get me every time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so there ya have it. a little rogers' update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8455921949400917140?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8455921949400917140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8455921949400917140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8455921949400917140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8455921949400917140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-on-life.html' title='update on life.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IU-zjw6AdtQ/TdnSA1V3BxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/fMneiBcN2Zk/s72-c/IMG_3223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8041243225466321431</id><published>2011-05-19T17:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T17:32:14.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bandwagon</title><content type='html'>So here's the story...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those of you who know me well, you know i have stomach issues. i was convinced i had celiac disease since about the time i got married, and in the fall of 2009 i decided to change my diet and do something about it. well turns out i felt SO MUCH better, and finally got pregnant after trying for, let's just say, awhile! so needless to say i became a believer of the gluten free diet.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;strangely, while i was pregnant my stomach issues became non-existent. so yes, i ate anything and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i am no longer pregnant. my baby is 10 months tomorrow. and all my issues seem to have returned. so i'm jumping on the gluten free bandwagon again. i'm also going to try and eat as "raw" as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in order to stick to this as best as i can, i think i'm going to have to be lenient with myself. it's going to have to be ok to make mistakes sometimes, and eat a peanut butter and honey sandwich if i choose. the last time i did this it was easier, because i had a huge goal. a baby! i rarely cheated and lost 20 pounds! this time may be way more of a challenge, but i feel like if i report to my blog at least once a week i will stick to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is day 1. it didn't go so well. when we went to costco to stock up on all my new "goods" i accidentally got a hotdog. seriously stacie? after checking out with all your raw foods, you eat a giant hotdog? wow.  see how much help and accountability i need?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8041243225466321431?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8041243225466321431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8041243225466321431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8041243225466321431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8041243225466321431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/05/bandwagon.html' title='bandwagon'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-9166971794715473371</id><published>2011-05-05T15:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:59:45.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>let the summer days begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over here at the Rogers' we have really been soaking up the warm weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett and I filled our day today with summer fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st a walk to the park..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ23lMJrBvE/TcMbv8tpL8I/AAAAAAAACTw/05LvjGDPVfU/s400/IMG_3268.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352871944400834" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett LOVES the swings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mXUtzxiQ5PM/TcMbvCobdSI/AAAAAAAACTg/5xNB405gSTQ/s400/IMG_3271.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352856353273122" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwlOqkppuzU/TcMbu1Zrb1I/AAAAAAAACTY/xprn74D1ipg/s1600/IMG_3278.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwlOqkppuzU/TcMbu1Zrb1I/AAAAAAAACTY/xprn74D1ipg/s400/IMG_3278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352852801744722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P1eEnlmFrOQ/TcMbutgRSpI/AAAAAAAACTQ/oo7YKOWBLdk/s1600/IMG_3279.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P1eEnlmFrOQ/TcMbutgRSpI/AAAAAAAACTQ/oo7YKOWBLdk/s400/IMG_3279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352850681907858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, the best part, we hit the pool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bY8u_fco8IE/TcMbB-Qw5YI/AAAAAAAACTA/Uhs_O6Z3xqM/s400/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352082086159746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett LOVES the pool. So much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHUcfv8PwXg/TcMbBnxNdrI/AAAAAAAACS4/gaFlT6s6hzk/s1600/IMG_3293.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHUcfv8PwXg/TcMbBnxNdrI/AAAAAAAACS4/gaFlT6s6hzk/s400/IMG_3293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352076048234162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1YxTaYyw6s/TcMbBYEba0I/AAAAAAAACSw/dHGST9xgMNc/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1YxTaYyw6s/TcMbBYEba0I/AAAAAAAACSw/dHGST9xgMNc/s400/IMG_3295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352071833873218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IW-mwFQZp5E/TcMbBI_4SFI/AAAAAAAACSo/89Ducvqhn3M/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IW-mwFQZp5E/TcMbBI_4SFI/AAAAAAAACSo/89Ducvqhn3M/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603352067788261458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun, but it was time to head home for lunch and a nap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Lp7VBPaFE/TcMaWVNcO_I/AAAAAAAACSg/4KZCSPhKOL4/s1600/IMG_3310.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Lp7VBPaFE/TcMaWVNcO_I/AAAAAAAACSg/4KZCSPhKOL4/s400/IMG_3310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603351332331994098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVNvKJAi45M/TcMaWDkSfaI/AAAAAAAACSY/1CEv_H0MmJI/s1600/IMG_3311.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVNvKJAi45M/TcMaWDkSfaI/AAAAAAAACSY/1CEv_H0MmJI/s400/IMG_3311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603351327595986338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, he's sleeping soundly and I am working on the never ending graduation prep! That's right, school ends next week. Yikes! and Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will probably end our day back at the pool with Dad, just like every other night this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmPW3KJfBcI/TcMaV7ZqaMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/xXfip-nysHg/s1600/IMG_3252.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmPW3KJfBcI/TcMaV7ZqaMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/xXfip-nysHg/s400/IMG_3252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603351325403932866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ2tjdJrvw8/TcMaVfuCa3I/AAAAAAAACSI/dKKjYMtm5Y4/s1600/IMG_3240.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ2tjdJrvw8/TcMaVfuCa3I/AAAAAAAACSI/dKKjYMtm5Y4/s400/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603351317973199730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlgpt3i590k/TcMaVO4kY0I/AAAAAAAACSA/cqbDQPMl8S8/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlgpt3i590k/TcMaVO4kY0I/AAAAAAAACSA/cqbDQPMl8S8/s400/IMG_3245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603351313453966146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy summer everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-9166971794715473371?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ23lMJrBvE/TcMbv8tpL8I/AAAAAAAACTw/05LvjGDPVfU/s72-c/IMG_3268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2735143332799830512</id><published>2011-04-30T12:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T12:02:51.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>someone get me to NYC so i can see this ASAP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color:#000000;width:520px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding:4px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:video:thedailyshow.com:377104" width="512" height="288" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;background-color:#FFFFFF;padding:4px;margin-top:4px;margin-bottom:0px;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/watch/thu-march-10-2011/trey-parker---matt-stone"&gt;The Daily Show - Trey Parker &amp;amp; Matt Stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/full-episodes/"&gt;Daily Show Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.indecisionforever.com/"&gt;Political Humor &amp;amp; Satire Blog&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/thedailyshow"&gt;The Daily Show on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/4786531192233672865-2735143332799830512?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2735143332799830512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2735143332799830512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2735143332799830512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2735143332799830512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/04/someone-get-me-to-nyc-so-i-can-see-this.html' title='someone get me to NYC so i can see this ASAP.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6287505001121735068</id><published>2011-04-27T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:14:27.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i know the last post was all about me BUT</title><content type='html'>here i go again. &lt;div&gt;am i seriously this self obsessed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just had one of those moments where all of your life's work seems worth it. every drop off at the babysitter, every irrational parent (i know, how dare i..), every 4 year old tattle, every lost puzzle piece, you get my point.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all because of one phone call. the one that says "the kindergarten tester said you're the only preschool worth paying." no questions, no "threats" of checking out other places, just a "where do i sign". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this bragging? well if it is, i'm bragging it up. so much work. so much everything. today i feel like basking in my preschool glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-6287505001121735068?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6287505001121735068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6287505001121735068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6287505001121735068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6287505001121735068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-know-last-post-was-all-about-me-but.html' title='i know the last post was all about me BUT'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-9033471970900510437</id><published>2011-04-12T22:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:23:02.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>me me me. blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>the post title is your warning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeling self absorbed tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not enough people are asking, so i'm just going to start tellin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was one of those days where you just think "ahhhhhhhhh (like the deep breath kind, not the screaming kind. breathing noises can be very hard to type...), today is great." not for any fantastic reason. just things like the trees sprouting, jett realizing that humans do move their bodies, funny emails, and fresh vacuum lines. i liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talent sprouts is happening. it's so crazy busy right now. i'm trying to soak it all in and appreciate it before...dun dun dun dun.....SUMMER. i hate "slow". it reminds me of "lazy". and it just so happens that talent sprouts is "slow" during the summer. go figure. jett came to school with me on monday. check my facebook, i posted the best picture of this event. the kiddos are so freaking adorable with him. kyson asked: "why is he wearing that wig?!" HA! wig? uh, ky that's what we call a helmet. i love them.  this has been my favorite year so far. i know i say that every year, but this class has more personality than any of my others. they are constantly being completely crazy, i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jett is almost 9 months old. crazy. i can not get enough of him. i feel like he has changed the most between 8 and 9 months. he's such a sponge and just takes everything in. kody and i are always laughing at his shifty eyes. like i said before, jett needs reminders that humans move their bodies, not just their eyes. he's rolling all over the place. pulling himself up to furniture and taking steps. but no crawling yet. we love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kody is still the glue to everything in my world. he grounds me from my day of "stacie the drama, micro-managing, ocd queen". and just makes me laugh. he leaves me this week for philly. i'm super jealous, even though he's going to be working. he has some super fun plans and i'm so proud of him for being awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't worry about me too much, mom tracie will be here! wahoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beware for more selfish posting. kody is leaving, and  i tend to get 99% of my personality from my mom. and we will be together for 10 days. stacie and tracie. yes. our names rhyme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-9033471970900510437?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/9033471970900510437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=9033471970900510437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9033471970900510437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9033471970900510437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-me-me-blah-blah-blah.html' title='me me me. blah blah blah.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7890351647695752525</id><published>2011-04-08T16:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T16:43:34.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogers Family of 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did it. We finally got some pics taken. Hope you like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6NJBDt3DHs/TZ-Nfw1JHVI/AAAAAAAACR0/b9s8FfGL4yM/s400/Kody%2526Stace15.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593344839040703826" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUHCfC8KoeI/TZ-NfhPLt2I/AAAAAAAACRs/Hr5rlYBJUo4/s1600/Kody%2526Stace02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUHCfC8KoeI/TZ-NfhPLt2I/AAAAAAAACRs/Hr5rlYBJUo4/s400/Kody%2526Stace02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593344834854958946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mOJGRLLzcA/TZ-MsE-4l7I/AAAAAAAACRk/2TDIsKCdglE/s1600/Kody%2526Stace08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mOJGRLLzcA/TZ-MsE-4l7I/AAAAAAAACRk/2TDIsKCdglE/s400/Kody%2526Stace08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593343951097075634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7mmeNukKTo/TZ-Mr0rD-UI/AAAAAAAACRc/evhQ2BAqDq8/s1600/Kody%2526Stace2%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7mmeNukKTo/TZ-Mr0rD-UI/AAAAAAAACRc/evhQ2BAqDq8/s400/Kody%2526Stace2%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593343946718968130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avCyTC5r9Mk/TZ-Mr5lH89I/AAAAAAAACRU/nQm-Zrt2maE/s1600/Kody%2526Stace03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avCyTC5r9Mk/TZ-Mr5lH89I/AAAAAAAACRU/nQm-Zrt2maE/s400/Kody%2526Stace03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593343948036240338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESiVrGL3UBg/TZ-MrYbHgRI/AAAAAAAACRM/fqQUmeO9tDg/s1600/_DSC5446.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESiVrGL3UBg/TZ-MrYbHgRI/AAAAAAAACRM/fqQUmeO9tDg/s400/_DSC5446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593343939135897874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzVeVLNx19g/TZ-MrOdpNxI/AAAAAAAACRE/QoGrzkYFr2g/s1600/DSC_2116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzVeVLNx19g/TZ-MrOdpNxI/AAAAAAAACRE/QoGrzkYFr2g/s400/DSC_2116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593343936462141202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbPCfYYO_Hw/TZ-LW9aHCwI/AAAAAAAACQ8/IrIAzyYLFBI/s1600/Kody%2526Stace20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbPCfYYO_Hw/TZ-LW9aHCwI/AAAAAAAACQ8/IrIAzyYLFBI/s400/Kody%2526Stace20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593342488774904578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gWBkkl71WlI/TZ-LWvWrq-I/AAAAAAAACQ0/MTV6G38ZFEU/s1600/Kody%2526Stace12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gWBkkl71WlI/TZ-LWvWrq-I/AAAAAAAACQ0/MTV6G38ZFEU/s400/Kody%2526Stace12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593342485002431458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrYI0KE7wuU/TZ-LWRCK4aI/AAAAAAAACQs/SfrRlUSB_U4/s1600/Kody%2526Stace06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrYI0KE7wuU/TZ-LWRCK4aI/AAAAAAAACQs/SfrRlUSB_U4/s400/Kody%2526Stace06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593342476863332770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoNrx06t-yE/TZ-LWEMS2zI/AAAAAAAACQk/CGnbxDm3QnE/s1600/Kody%2526Stace04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDAUm62k7g0/TZ-LV5RTguI/AAAAAAAACQc/JnpPRZqTPB0/s400/DSC_1959.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593342470484361954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Deertown Photography took these. They are awesome and should take yours too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7890351647695752525?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7890351647695752525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7890351647695752525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7890351647695752525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7890351647695752525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/04/rogers-family-of-3.html' title='Rogers Family of 3'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6NJBDt3DHs/TZ-Nfw1JHVI/AAAAAAAACR0/b9s8FfGL4yM/s72-c/Kody%2526Stace15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8078748077875935972</id><published>2011-03-24T17:05:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:03:34.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I was a bit disappointed at the beginning of Spring Break. I was bummed we didn't have any big awesome vacay planned &amp;amp; we were mostly going to be just hanging around home. But, I have to say Spring Break 2011 was one of my most favorite yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is how I spent my week of freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first couple of days we enjoyed the sun! St. George springtime is the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSRkbFhkaes/TYvZDb84SrI/AAAAAAAACPU/RQGDYYc6HPY/s400/IMG_3633.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587798415749171890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQwrhK788ss/TYvUmPeHvXI/AAAAAAAACPM/JZEzvO4aOXI/s400/IMG_3638.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587793516136217970" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTrQO78SDiI/TYvUmLhSfhI/AAAAAAAACPE/-KQ3aWnWyrU/s1600/IMG_3604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTrQO78SDiI/TYvUmLhSfhI/AAAAAAAACPE/-KQ3aWnWyrU/s400/IMG_3604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587793515075763730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE hanging out at home with my doors open. It's definitely my favorite thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ze3_lOuxLg/TYvUl6qvCaI/AAAAAAAACO8/V0iwfGM7MCg/s1600/IMG_3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ze3_lOuxLg/TYvUl6qvCaI/AAAAAAAACO8/V0iwfGM7MCg/s400/IMG_3672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587793510551980450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent one afternoon hanging out in Dammeron. I love my Dammeron family. We can just sit at a park for hours and chat and laugh. Plus all the kiddos that I used to babysit, now babysit my babe. It's crazy. And awesome. I love them all so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Thursday Kode, Jett, and I loaded up and headed to Vegas. We attempted to make big plans, but ultimately knew we would just be here the whole day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXGb0toZBas/TYvUlbEH1XI/AAAAAAAACO0/fQzhQ1hmzaY/s1600/IMG_3674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXGb0toZBas/TYvUlbEH1XI/AAAAAAAACO0/fQzhQ1hmzaY/s400/IMG_3674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587793502068528498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was amazing. And huge. Cesar's is now home to the largest H&amp;amp;M in the world. And because it's the largest, the dressing rooms were giant! This was awesome because we just set up a little Jett station where he napped, played, and ate. All while Kody and I switched off trying on and shopping. We all loved it and had such a great day together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JINitxnGc8U/TYvUlN9cnAI/AAAAAAAACOs/zJ-qtgvznBA/s1600/IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JINitxnGc8U/TYvUlN9cnAI/AAAAAAAACOs/zJ-qtgvznBA/s400/IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587793498550868994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then headed to The Cheesecake Factory before we were back on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday we headed up north for my mom's birthday. We knew it was going to be a short trip, just Sat to Mon, but we couldn't miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rCvy88DBBHA/TYvTe0g0lXI/AAAAAAAACOk/zZj77LHx86M/s1600/IMG_3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rCvy88DBBHA/TYvTe0g0lXI/AAAAAAAACOk/zZj77LHx86M/s400/IMG_3682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587792289129076082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIFRvsFjJ88/TYvTeetg8JI/AAAAAAAACOc/plYo-ng6UPs/s1600/IMG_3685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIFRvsFjJ88/TYvTeetg8JI/AAAAAAAACOc/plYo-ng6UPs/s400/IMG_3685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587792283276734610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we pulled in the Davis' were there waiting for us! Trey is so great with Jett! Aren't they the cutest?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday my grandparents planned such a fantastic party for my mom and her twin brother Troy. Did you know she's a twin? She is! I love that. Mostly because my odds of having twins are so much higher. Cross your fingers! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cQZgVZNV-s/TYvTeMfympI/AAAAAAAACOU/BlBV_eqRsLg/s1600/DSCN0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cQZgVZNV-s/TYvTeMfympI/AAAAAAAACOU/BlBV_eqRsLg/s400/DSCN0624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587792278387333778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nephews are hilarious. And freaking adorable. I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ZT6CYyrx8/TYvTdu6bUFI/AAAAAAAACOM/hLUP-ty28gw/s1600/DSCN0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ZT6CYyrx8/TYvTdu6bUFI/AAAAAAAACOM/hLUP-ty28gw/s400/DSCN0625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587792270445989970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLWsjddOIBo/TYvTdc1FB_I/AAAAAAAACOE/LH0mEv1R9CY/s1600/DSCN0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLWsjddOIBo/TYvTdc1FB_I/AAAAAAAACOE/LH0mEv1R9CY/s400/DSCN0627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587792265591719922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jase, Tara, Jett, and I all enjoying the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-465q7G63GYM/TYvSbCrsf5I/AAAAAAAACN4/y0YsXJ8_QZg/s1600/DSCN0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-465q7G63GYM/TYvSbCrsf5I/AAAAAAAACN4/y0YsXJ8_QZg/s400/DSCN0628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587791124701675410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my grandpa and Jett. I love this shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2lJlthXhCo/TYvSajfapHI/AAAAAAAACNw/6wd9heFB6EU/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2lJlthXhCo/TYvSajfapHI/AAAAAAAACNw/6wd9heFB6EU/s400/DSCN0631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587791116328674418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my cute mom and her twin Troy. We all went around and said something we love about them. It was neat. And touching. Ask Shay. She SOBBED through the entire thing. She's pregnant so we gave her a pass..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0It8nMVsYRo/TYvSaWC_2xI/AAAAAAAACNo/7VmJLGsUIN8/s1600/DSCN0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0It8nMVsYRo/TYvSaWC_2xI/AAAAAAAACNo/7VmJLGsUIN8/s400/DSCN0632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587791112719817490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trey and Jett being cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAAUFndSxBc/TYvSaCEapUI/AAAAAAAACNg/4KFIv7Ek61s/s1600/DSCN0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAAUFndSxBc/TYvSaCEapUI/AAAAAAAACNg/4KFIv7Ek61s/s400/DSCN0637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587791107357058370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE these people. A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__xowEkz-dU/TYvSZx63vdI/AAAAAAAACNY/hn3rYApD0QM/s1600/DSCN0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__xowEkz-dU/TYvSZx63vdI/AAAAAAAACNY/hn3rYApD0QM/s400/DSCN0640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587791103022054866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How darling is this? Can you believe that hottie is 50?! And a grammy to 4, soon to be 5, grandsons?! She is such an amazing person. We are all so lucky to have her in our life, and I love her so much. My little family is so thankful for her, and we LOVE all the time we get to spend with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tH6wHlbiGg/TYvRTCGQyDI/AAAAAAAACNQ/DIdspNY_5hM/s1600/DSCN0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tH6wHlbiGg/TYvRTCGQyDI/AAAAAAAACNQ/DIdspNY_5hM/s400/DSCN0643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587789887594088498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubba loves puppies. Can you tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0gXAlRtKOQ/TYvRS8moB5I/AAAAAAAACNI/35GsU4SYIRQ/s1600/DSCN0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0gXAlRtKOQ/TYvRS8moB5I/AAAAAAAACNI/35GsU4SYIRQ/s400/DSCN0654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587789886119217042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my aunt Holly. I do not see her nearly enough. My Holly quota is not anywhere close to being filled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfMROt4wgMg/TYvRSlhwWRI/AAAAAAAACNA/FT2iSFSXgVo/s1600/DSCN0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfMROt4wgMg/TYvRSlhwWRI/AAAAAAAACNA/FT2iSFSXgVo/s400/DSCN0657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587789879924775186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett and I chillin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1__B0O_-Eg/TYvRSf0wJXI/AAAAAAAACM4/1VTomimG8X0/s1600/IMG_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1__B0O_-Eg/TYvRSf0wJXI/AAAAAAAACM4/1VTomimG8X0/s400/IMG_3696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587789878393841010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute mom again. On Sunday night we gave her our gifts, ate a fab dinner, and played a fun game (that I forced everyone into :)! I love my family so much, and I need to go up more often. Life just happens so fast I forget to make more of an effort. I love you family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Monday we went to a fun lunch with my mom. It was her actual birthday so we let her choose. It was nice. Then we were off! Trips up north are never complete without a trip to IKEA. I think that is why I loved my week so much. My two favorites, IKEA and H&amp;amp;M, in the same week! This pic is mostly for my mom, but I love their window treatments and had to give you a peak at the new ones hanging in our kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u5fX9_2Dqk/TYvRR4ayJKI/AAAAAAAACMw/2rCFP-FLIaY/s1600/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u5fX9_2Dqk/TYvRR4ayJKI/AAAAAAAACMw/2rCFP-FLIaY/s400/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587789867815937186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also, finally, got Jett a highchair. See it? Ikea has great ones! I was so excited, and was pumping Jett up for his new highchair adventure, but he hates it. He is the same way in shopping carts. I don't get it? He sits up so well, but the second I put him in one of these 2 things, he flings himself all around. I'm not even going to ask if this is common. Mostly because I have figured out that Jett just does his own thing. He doesn't know which milestones go where and what is acceptable behavior for an 8 month old. Oh how I love my quirky little baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett also turned 8 months over spring break! Sorry I forgot a pic, but I have posted enough so just scroll up :) Here are a few things to know about him at 8 months..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* He scoots like a crazy man. But on his back. He did this a lot before, but the helmet offers much better sliding capabilities that it has just become out of control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*He finds Kody completely hilarious. I, on the other hand, am just not nearly as entertaining. I can't say I didn't see this coming. All children find Kody awesome. My preschoolers meet him once and he's all they can talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*He has found his sassy side. While he's still sweet and lovable, he has now figured out what he does and does not like. He hates when I am distracted while feeding him. I used to be able to multi task, but now it's all eyes on him or he's having a melt down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*He is standing up to furniture, and has taken a few steps. But I still don't think he is in any way close to walking or crawling for that matter. He might be a back scooter for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* He is eating all kinds of baby foods now. Pretty much all stage 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*He LOVES toys. And his bouncy saucer thing is still one of his favorite things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I could probably go on all night! I love him so much. He keeps me busy and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8078748077875935972?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8078748077875935972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8078748077875935972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8078748077875935972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8078748077875935972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-down.html' title='Spring Break Down'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSRkbFhkaes/TYvZDb84SrI/AAAAAAAACPU/RQGDYYc6HPY/s72-c/IMG_3633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5362778018328215637</id><published>2011-03-15T18:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T18:27:10.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>March 15</title><content type='html'>Is kinda the biggest day out of the year for me.&lt;div&gt;It's not my birthday. Or Jett's. Or Kody's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Talent Sprouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 15, 2008 was the day I signed the 5 year lease at the Shoppes at Santa Clara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my 3 year anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that it feels like it has been much longer than 3 years. But, honestly, I'm glad I still have 2 left. I'm feeling really comfy at the Shoppes lately. I finally feel in control of what I'm doing. I love it. More than I ever thought I could. I even was stood up today by a future sprout. She "lost track of time and had to reschedule". This happens a lot. Turns out mom's are busy. Before I was one this really would have bugged, but I'm starting to be a little more understanding. A little. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was starting to put pressure on myself to start making decisions on what to do once I have accomplished the 5 years. For so long I was on such a countdown to freedom, where now I'm clinging to the "it's already been decided for me" state of mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A part of me LOVES the feeling of being needed constantly. My phone never leaves my side. My students are my #1 priority, and their parents are what make my business.. a business. It's exhilarating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other part is tired. Trying to remember what it is like to be a free spirit. Wondering if I would like to be a 100% stay at home mom. There are a lot of things I wonder like this. Before, I never allowed myself to even go there. I only had one option: Love Talent Sprouts NO. MATTER. WHAT. I made a commitment and I'm sticking to it. Good or bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am. 3 years later. With 2 years left. Right now I'm prepping for next fall. Year 4 for the preschool. I'm happy. Jett's happy. Kody's happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's in the future for Talent Sprouts? Hopefully more happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5362778018328215637?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5362778018328215637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5362778018328215637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5362778018328215637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5362778018328215637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-15.html' title='March 15'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5606050473051892283</id><published>2011-03-14T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:48:06.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi. My name is Jett...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&amp;amp; I wear a helmet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlmamXJvAeE/TX7eDuH_NEI/AAAAAAAACMo/LtxweOOavT0/s400/IMG_3659.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584144743488500802" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Jett FINALLY got his helmet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a mom you can probably understand how I'm not necessarily thrilled with this. But I think he will thank me in the end. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around Christmas time we noticed he had developed a flat spot on the back right side of his cute little head. I took him to his doc, who then referred me to a physical therapist. We tried all of her suggestions, but ultimately decided a helmet would be best. We don't know why this happened. His pediatrician, to stop me from being overly dramatic probably, told me that their heads can be so soft that if they favor a certain spot for even an hour during sleep it can cause this. He will need to wear the helmet 23 hours a day for, typically, 3 months. All cases vary, but that's the norm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both have had our moments with it today. But he is now sleeping soundly in his bed, helmet and all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5606050473051892283?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5606050473051892283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5606050473051892283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5606050473051892283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5606050473051892283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-my-name-is-jett.html' title='Hi. My name is Jett...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlmamXJvAeE/TX7eDuH_NEI/AAAAAAAACMo/LtxweOOavT0/s72-c/IMG_3659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-421968504660359064</id><published>2011-03-08T22:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T22:31:17.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I own this little place called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://talentsprouts.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TALENT SPROUTS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's awesome. And we just made a new &lt;a href="http://talentsprouts.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;website.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's the thing. We switched from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;talentsprouts.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://talentsprouts.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;talentsprouts.com.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;While I am happy about this, it also causes a small prob. All of the hits from our old site have not transfered over. This means that we are not a "Google Favorite" anymore, and harder for people to find. So I'm asking a favor. Go check out the new site. A LOT. All the words that look like &lt;a href="http://talentsprouts.com"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on this post will take you straight there. I would appreciate some, I mean a lot of &lt;a href="http://talentsprouts.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;clicks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thanks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P.S. Did you notice the new header?!! It took me about 2 hours and.. it still sucks. Why will it not center?! All of you who have cool headers tell me how. Do you use a website? I need the secret!!!&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/4786531192233672865-421968504660359064?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/421968504660359064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=421968504660359064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/421968504660359064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/421968504660359064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-guys.html' title='hey guys...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8515789520978165214</id><published>2011-03-04T21:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T08:15:10.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get over it.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I read a lot of blogs of people I don't know.&lt;div&gt;Usually I just stick to the people I do know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless, they all have at least one thing in common...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some point they all question their blog. Why they have it. Who reads it. Should it be public or private. How many followers they have. Blah blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I see this I have the same thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get over it. Either write new posts or don't. Who cares how creative or original you are trying to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well as I was perusing around the blogosphere that question was creeping up on me. Don't worry, I shoved it away. Then, there it was again... I opened a new tab and went back to my blog. Wow. How boring. No header, weird posts about how weird I am, a cute fuzzy head baby, and just plain nonsense. I think I have 10 followers, an average of 0 comments per post, holy crap my blog sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I smiled. I thought get over it. Of course you're not posting a picture of yourself in a different outfit everyday (yes, people are actually doing that. And sadly I looked at all 30 outfits.) because you own a preschool. 4 year olds don't care what you wear, in fact today I was told my shoes were cute by little Savannah and I beamed the rest of the day. And it's Friday night and I just tucked my baby into bed and plan on spending the rest of the night sitting next to Kody while he watches basketball (I think, I'm too busy stewing about my blog), no big plans to win you all over with my coolness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in my attempt to fit into the blogging world here is my post about how stressful having a blog is. I mean really, how many typos and run on sentences are in this post alone?! Sometimes I write posts I regret, sometimes I write posts I think are hilarious. Either way, my blog is for me. So I am going to get over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8515789520978165214?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8515789520978165214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8515789520978165214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8515789520978165214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8515789520978165214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/get-over-it.html' title='get over it.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8116113846123220617</id><published>2011-03-02T22:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:11:19.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few things have been happening lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First: Kaden's Farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly I didn't get many pics. The few I did get are great though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNbCSfcAJyw/TW8sF9Uy6jI/AAAAAAAACKk/UMDBRzyJH9w/s400/IMG_3515.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579726944208087602" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCcXEy7bgcA/TW8sFvfDIeI/AAAAAAAACKc/DSMYbcKohmw/s1600/IMG_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCcXEy7bgcA/TW8sFvfDIeI/AAAAAAAACKc/DSMYbcKohmw/s400/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579726940492997090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Rogers' fam is large. Which means we had 6 boys born from October 2009-October 2010. We are missing 2 here, but this picture is hilarious. Jett is dominating Thomas' arm. Sorry Tom. But the real highlight from this day was Kaden. He reported to the MTC today. More to come on that later, but his farewell  was awesome. It really was such a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next: Presidents Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Davis' came down to spend the weekend. I also slacked on the pictures, but I did get a few cute ones from the day at the park..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1UQekv3lCW8/TW8sFna77qI/AAAAAAAACKU/nxkuJWIp1Xw/s1600/IMG_3473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1UQekv3lCW8/TW8sFna77qI/AAAAAAAACKU/nxkuJWIp1Xw/s400/IMG_3473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579726938328264354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ibf9ydz2hw/TW8rOlZYJEI/AAAAAAAACKM/6d3OmmX87-0/s1600/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ibf9ydz2hw/TW8rOlZYJEI/AAAAAAAACKM/6d3OmmX87-0/s400/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725992892048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZdloKm3GXk/TW8rODwwUgI/AAAAAAAACKE/mPnAN8Bda2M/s1600/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZdloKm3GXk/TW8rODwwUgI/AAAAAAAACKE/mPnAN8Bda2M/s400/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725983863296514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying out the swing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f20TXnL_01E/TW8rODP3UII/AAAAAAAACJ8/gKEgDsl1ZAI/s1600/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f20TXnL_01E/TW8rODP3UII/AAAAAAAACJ8/gKEgDsl1ZAI/s400/IMG_3482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725983725342850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71hRNnSf3J8/TW8rN8oGcNI/AAAAAAAACJ0/yFW222fTNwo/s1600/IMG_3483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71hRNnSf3J8/TW8rN8oGcNI/AAAAAAAACJ0/yFW222fTNwo/s400/IMG_3483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725981947949266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A--FbTEAGRQ/TW8rNsh9oyI/AAAAAAAACJs/htJ5Fe8JKBQ/s1600/IMG_3486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A--FbTEAGRQ/TW8rNsh9oyI/AAAAAAAACJs/htJ5Fe8JKBQ/s400/IMG_3486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725977627239202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isIE1mvyAVc/TW8opI32l8I/AAAAAAAACJk/f4fx-LPxes8/s1600/IMG_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isIE1mvyAVc/TW8opI32l8I/AAAAAAAACJk/f4fx-LPxes8/s400/IMG_3490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723150556829634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RBI6bd1Xoc/TW8ool-ZoQI/AAAAAAAACJc/znBtnyLyXWk/s1600/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RBI6bd1Xoc/TW8ool-ZoQI/AAAAAAAACJc/znBtnyLyXWk/s400/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723141189050626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8O21njIM8E/TW8ooSxd4JI/AAAAAAAACJU/h9QTOg2tVOQ/s1600/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8O21njIM8E/TW8ooSxd4JI/AAAAAAAACJU/h9QTOg2tVOQ/s400/IMG_3498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723136034529426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-REEH3bOl0w4/TW8ooY6ERBI/AAAAAAAACJM/MZa5Kw3mIfQ/s1600/IMG_3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-REEH3bOl0w4/TW8ooY6ERBI/AAAAAAAACJM/MZa5Kw3mIfQ/s400/IMG_3501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723137681212434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7__20YgU1zA/TW8ooLR2mAI/AAAAAAAACJE/CqwWDa2j0Y8/s1600/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7__20YgU1zA/TW8ooLR2mAI/AAAAAAAACJE/CqwWDa2j0Y8/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723134022883330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love when they come down to visit! Shay and I were able to go to a few of the Parade of Homes. It's our favorite thing. There were some great ones this year! My mom came down that Sunday and stayed for over a week. I really love just "knowing" my mom is close by. Jett had his helmet appointment (a whole other post to come on this one) and also ended up getting really sick so I was so happy she was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLKxxfI2nMc/TW8nisVFmMI/AAAAAAAACI8/ZjcVMBGMROY/s1600/IMG_3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLKxxfI2nMc/TW8nisVFmMI/AAAAAAAACI8/ZjcVMBGMROY/s400/IMG_3535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579721940303976642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYxjTWUiDS8/TW8nieoyDmI/AAAAAAAACI0/WTlU7FYJnjA/s1600/IMG_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYxjTWUiDS8/TW8nieoyDmI/AAAAAAAACI0/WTlU7FYJnjA/s400/IMG_3538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579721936628485730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just hanging around the house being cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last: Kaden's off to Poland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNpQ2c-faUU/TW8niNoqIaI/AAAAAAAACIs/NCw6rkE1qAc/s1600/IMG_3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNpQ2c-faUU/TW8niNoqIaI/AAAAAAAACIs/NCw6rkE1qAc/s400/IMG_3541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579721932064563618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE these 2. A LOT. Kaden even sacrificed a Griffendore tie for Kode. That's love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYr3r-m4go8/TW8nh8RJhtI/AAAAAAAACIk/XhTzUKp5u2I/s1600/IMG_3543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYr3r-m4go8/TW8nh8RJhtI/AAAAAAAACIk/XhTzUKp5u2I/s400/IMG_3543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579721927402555090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, I'm going to miss him. But I'm SO EXCITED for him too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvpgI2cz3Mc/TW8nhsRVAzI/AAAAAAAACIc/mkSCy3e2dFQ/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvpgI2cz3Mc/TW8nhsRVAzI/AAAAAAAACIc/mkSCy3e2dFQ/s400/IMG_3547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579721923108340530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett (my sick baby) is going to miss his manny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was the day! He is officially in the MTC! Wahoo!! He's pretty awesome. I am so excited for him, but I also hope these next 2 years go by pretty fast ;).. I have already sent him a letter! Dearelder.com is so cool! WE LOVE YOU KADEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well that's pretty much it. I can't believe it is March already. This year is going by way to fast, I kinda wish it would slow down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8116113846123220617?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8116113846123220617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8116113846123220617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8116113846123220617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8116113846123220617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/03/happenings.html' title='happenings.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNbCSfcAJyw/TW8sF9Uy6jI/AAAAAAAACKk/UMDBRzyJH9w/s72-c/IMG_3515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5382455252783052757</id><published>2011-02-22T22:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:13:34.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jett Babe is 7 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF0py8DOyZo/TWSXRUh0HZI/AAAAAAAACIM/_s-r8Rp8E4s/s1600/IMG_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF0py8DOyZo/TWSXRUh0HZI/AAAAAAAACIM/_s-r8Rp8E4s/s400/IMG_3448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576748562415623570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCiBQKScgSo/TWSXROmjylI/AAAAAAAACIE/l-YAYchH7fg/s1600/IMG_3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCiBQKScgSo/TWSXROmjylI/AAAAAAAACIE/l-YAYchH7fg/s400/IMG_3447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576748560824912466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAuhEU7aBUo/TWSXQ5WR0KI/AAAAAAAACH8/4FcWLw-NavM/s1600/IMG_3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAuhEU7aBUo/TWSXQ5WR0KI/AAAAAAAACH8/4FcWLw-NavM/s400/IMG_3446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576748555119480994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_1D0rskErs/TWSXQhKYqPI/AAAAAAAACH0/_-l_kL0nfg8/s1600/IMG_3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_1D0rskErs/TWSXQhKYqPI/AAAAAAAACH0/_-l_kL0nfg8/s400/IMG_3437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576748548627146994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrTq2n3dBHQ/TWSWjYjaxaI/AAAAAAAACHs/GY-f9jvAE70/s1600/IMG_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrTq2n3dBHQ/TWSWjYjaxaI/AAAAAAAACHs/GY-f9jvAE70/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576747773222110626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1UNg8JVVPiQ/TWSWjOkL5JI/AAAAAAAACHk/LHLvsPoUfZY/s1600/IMG_3433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1UNg8JVVPiQ/TWSWjOkL5JI/AAAAAAAACHk/LHLvsPoUfZY/s400/IMG_3433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576747770540975250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkTkErSrBsA/TWSWiwbE4hI/AAAAAAAACHc/zglsEK7bYoU/s1600/IMG_3427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkTkErSrBsA/TWSWiwbE4hI/AAAAAAAACHc/zglsEK7bYoU/s400/IMG_3427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576747762449703442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ujsUBKFJYQ/TWSWikcQnnI/AAAAAAAACHU/2eE6jeBisSo/s1600/IMG_3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ujsUBKFJYQ/TWSWikcQnnI/AAAAAAAACHU/2eE6jeBisSo/s400/IMG_3426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576747759233441394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOFxqt5VH7s/TWSWiT2e5LI/AAAAAAAACHM/ctqK0omQ2E8/s1600/IMG_3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOFxqt5VH7s/TWSWiT2e5LI/AAAAAAAACHM/ctqK0omQ2E8/s400/IMG_3425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576747754780026034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5382455252783052757?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5382455252783052757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5382455252783052757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5382455252783052757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5382455252783052757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/02/jett-babe-is-7-months.html' title='Jett Babe is 7 Months!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF0py8DOyZo/TWSXRUh0HZI/AAAAAAAACIM/_s-r8Rp8E4s/s72-c/IMG_3448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7335169833562561880</id><published>2011-02-16T21:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:01:38.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK so I know this might be getting old for some of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was looking through a lot of my picture albums on my computer and noticed how many of these shots I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fFpYoFNRFfw/TVypInWDBFI/AAAAAAAACHE/ddqXAGm76-g/s400/IMG_2268.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574516404243334226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lost count at like 25. Maybe a small case of "I was never officially engaged and had a real excuse to take such a dumb picture"? Wow. I'm weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. It's hump day again. I think that after a day like Wednesday I just need to let loose. And Stacie letting loose means posting something ridiculous on her blog. And talking in 3rd in person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.S. I forgot to profess my love to my husband and child on the www for love day. Does this mean I love them less? I sure hope not!! Don't judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7335169833562561880?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7335169833562561880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7335169833562561880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7335169833562561880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7335169833562561880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/02/12.html' title='#12'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fFpYoFNRFfw/TVypInWDBFI/AAAAAAAACHE/ddqXAGm76-g/s72-c/IMG_2268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-845135937223797589</id><published>2011-02-09T21:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:59:14.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hump day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who likes Wednesdays?&lt;br /&gt;I don't. They are not any different than Monday or Friday (soon to be Friday only :), but I just dread them.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because Kody has to work later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Or it's the middle of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Today might have been extra annoying because usually I can call Steph and dump all my randomness on her.. but that brat is on a cruise. Definitely topped off my Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it's 10 pm and Wednesday is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February is a weird month. The weather in St. George is awesome. But when is it not? I love my red rock city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my red rock city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHAHMFI3Y5I/TVNs7X-grpI/AAAAAAAACGs/Gc62rfehwBY/s1600/IMG_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHAHMFI3Y5I/TVNs7X-grpI/AAAAAAAACGs/Gc62rfehwBY/s400/IMG_3396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571916931291721362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the local skating rink. I love that we are all bundled up when it had to be in the low 60's that evening. Notice the orange cones in the upper right corner... Yeah, the ice is melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posting a few of my confessions I felt so liberated. So to end my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while making Jett's bottle I lost count of how many scoops I was on. Cross your fingers I didn't poison my child with either too much formula or not enough. You'd think I could make it to 4 without my mind wondering... Don't tell Kody.&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/4786531192233672865-845135937223797589?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/845135937223797589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=845135937223797589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/845135937223797589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/845135937223797589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/02/hump-day.html' title='hump day'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHAHMFI3Y5I/TVNs7X-grpI/AAAAAAAACGs/Gc62rfehwBY/s72-c/IMG_3396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7935391682986867185</id><published>2011-02-05T00:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:13:40.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>I have some things I would like to get off my chest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I turn on &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.lyndybutler.blogspot.com"&gt;Lyndy's&lt;/a&gt; music and mouth the words so Jett thinks it's me singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the own channel. Oprah is taking over the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time Kody drops me off at Target to just "run in and grab the formula", I end up running around the whole store. Browsing in fast motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participate a little too much in Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made my SILs go see Black Swan. It was, according to Lyndy, inswan. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is a mess. But, seriously, when is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The xbox is now my friend. Thanks to the Kinect and Dance Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate Wendy's yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you can buy gum in those little containers my gum habit is at an all time high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pick up the babies (babies is plural because I also pick up Carter 3 afternoons a week) I take the long way home. I need some peace after 5 hours of preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 10.&lt;br /&gt;And, trust me, I have 10 more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7935391682986867185?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7935391682986867185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7935391682986867185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7935391682986867185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7935391682986867185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/02/confessions.html' title='confessions'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-391630880089443553</id><published>2011-01-20T12:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:35:31.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is a big day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because this guy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiK7OI_VoI/AAAAAAAACGY/p9vUc7SSS5c/s400/IMG_3386.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564350089628964482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is 6 months old!! I can't believe he has been here for half a year. It's gone so fast. Having him in our home has been the better than I ever thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few things I love, milestones he has reached, and just cute pics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiK6yW76iI/AAAAAAAACGQ/hMDuH_O_wRo/s400/IMG_3384.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564350082171267618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is sitting up like a champ! He loves toys, and he has found that when he is sitting up they are way more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiKgSeDzGI/AAAAAAAACGI/OEHEkphVZ6I/s400/IMG_3349.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564349626934611042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He holds his own bottle. We thought it was a fluke for so long, but he seriously picks it up off his chest and puts it in his mouth. It comes in handy a lot... I still love cuddling him while he eats though. I don't want him growing up too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiKf3ji0QI/AAAAAAAACGA/RzqZkpU9r1I/s400/IMG_3383.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564349619709858050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a chill baby. As long as he has all of his needs taken care of he will just relax. He has started just laughing away at nothing. It's the cutest thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiKfZghqCI/AAAAAAAACF4/knKqwGjgapk/s400/IMG_3366.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564349611644135458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves being on his tummy. A lot of babies hate it, but he just smiles the whole time. He does get sick of it, so then he just rolls himself over. He has only rolled onto his stomach a few times, but he rolls onto his back all the time! It took him awhile to find his toes because he is so squatty. But now that he has found them, there is no going back! He loves them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiKe7CUEXI/AAAAAAAACFw/vI6ZpUIUaG0/s400/IMG_3308.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564349603464352114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has started scooting himself all around. It's pretty funny. I'm actually excited about him becoming mobile because I got this awesome baby gate for Christmas. Is that awful? That I'm looking forward to him moving around so I can contain him in a gate?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiKeXyPZSI/AAAAAAAACFo/Iadygnz5xbQ/s400/IMG_3331.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564349594001696034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was introduced to the snow last weekend. He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here a few pics of Jettie with just a few of his peeps that love him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiJhYOFOuI/AAAAAAAACFg/qwZbphPMnDo/s400/IMG_3306.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564348546146450146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His dad, of course, is his favorite person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiJgw10GiI/AAAAAAAACFY/3EKI7KDSJYE/s400/IMG_3324.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564348535575681570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt stephy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiJgtgLU5I/AAAAAAAACFQ/_snoIPEKSQ0/s400/IMG_3354.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564348534679622546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves when his manny, Kaden, carries him in the moby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiJgKealwI/AAAAAAAACFI/katx3H6Rbrg/s400/IMG_3339.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564348525276993282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With dad again. They are best buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiJfzIk5FI/AAAAAAAACFA/ZLisQaKUPK0/s400/IMG_3377.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564348519011378258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My babe and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jett is such a blessing. We love him so much. His little personality is coming alive, and I love it! He's so funny, and he knows it. He charms everyone he sees, and they all just want to rub his fuzzy little head! Kody and I are so happy to be his parents!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-391630880089443553?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/391630880089443553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=391630880089443553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/391630880089443553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/391630880089443553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-is-big-day.html' title='today is a big day..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTiK7OI_VoI/AAAAAAAACGY/p9vUc7SSS5c/s72-c/IMG_3386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1494783556773291413</id><published>2011-01-18T17:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:06:07.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can I relive last weekend please?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTYqdpzC0mI/AAAAAAAACE4/2OkqukxbKv4/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTYqdpzC0mI/AAAAAAAACE4/2OkqukxbKv4/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563681078587347554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lyndy Butler in concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Girls brunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Time spent with the whole Rogers' clan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Brian Head overnighter with great friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-1494783556773291413?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1494783556773291413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1494783556773291413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1494783556773291413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1494783556773291413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-i-relive-last-weekend-please.html' title='can I relive last weekend please?!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TTYqdpzC0mI/AAAAAAAACE4/2OkqukxbKv4/s72-c/IMG_3335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7150624754786740462</id><published>2011-01-02T20:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:30:34.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wait...what?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2010 is OVER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Didn't it just start?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Or has it been 2010 FOREVER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can't decide. I was pregnant for 50% of it, and that last month of pregnancy can be summed up in one word: HELL. Next time I'm told I'm in labor, I will be prepared to be pregnant for another 4 WEEKS. YIKES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I really love 2010. I remember being nervous for it to begin because 2009 was so good to me. But I really found my stride in 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here are a few of my favorites of 2010...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last January I went on a date. With Stephanie. The rest is history. 2010 brought Kody and I some pretty awesome besties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Speaking of our besties...they took us on a pretty rad trip over spring break. Phoenix was so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;April brought our annual Call Easter Extravaganza. Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In May I wrapped up the 2nd year of Talent Sprout Preschool. I can't believe year 3 is half over!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;May was pretty busy, and we also got to squeeze in a couple baby showers. I'm THE WORST at thank you cards. Tacky? Yes. I'm so sorry. THANK YOU ALL for the gifts and just coming to support us. Maybe that's why I didn't have a wedding...sending out all those thank you cards. Nightmare if you ask me :). Seriously though, THANK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then it came. The end of the pregnancy. Now, don't get me wrong, I loved being pregnant. It was really awesome, and I did my best to not complain too much. After all it's pretty amazing to be able to grow a human inside of you. But, if anyone tells you they enjoyed the last month, they. are. lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally, July 20th came. And I got to meet the most wonderful little boy on the planet. Jett has been the best thing that has ever happened to Kody and I. Cheesy? Maybe. But I like cheesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After July, life FLEW by! I was so happy to spend all of August just getting to know my little man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;September was c.r.a.z.y. Talent Sprouts was about to embark on the biggest year yet. I was so excited, and maybe a little scared, but mostly excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Halloween and Thanksgiving were super fun, but kinda ran into each other. I love St. George in the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;December has been my favorite month of the year. We spent so much great time with family, which is always our favorite thing. We are pretty lucky to have such great fams. We love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hmmm, that was meant to be shorter. Just some small highlights, but you got an entire recap month to month. LUCKY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's now day 2 of 2011. I'm feelin' it. We've already been to a show in Vegas, thanks Ed and Cheryl!! The Blue Man Group was awesome!!! Then, today is Sunday so that's the best already. I of course have some goals. I love setting goals. People say resolutions are stupid, and set you up for failure. I find that strange. I really loved my goal for 2010. I was ready to embrace all the things I had worked so hard for. I feel like I did that. I had a year of appreciating and loving everything in my life. My hubs, my baby, my home, and my business. It made me look at some things that I didn't love and change them. It was a great year, but time to move on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In 2011 I hope too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This year it feels like I keep going back to the cliche resolutions. You know... lose weight, budget better, cook more, blah blah. But seriously. I need to work on these things, and having a fresh start, like a new year, sounds like a perfect time to start! Last year I was ready to have a break, breathe, and appreciate. I needed it. This year I feel refreshed, ready to get back to the craziness! I have a long list of things I either need to improve (budgeting better), grow bigger (Talent Sprouts), shrink smaller (my pant size), and love more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHEERS TO 2011!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7150624754786740462?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7150624754786740462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7150624754786740462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7150624754786740462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7150624754786740462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2011/01/waitwhat.html' title='wait...what?!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3990893647007583682</id><published>2010-12-30T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:23:59.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the merriest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the most annoying thing just happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent about an hour typing up this little post, to find all my words had been deleted??!! So I'm just going to sum up our Christmas by saying it was the merriest, happiest, best Christmas ever! We were so spoiled and loved every minute of it! Thanks fam for all the great gifts, but more importantly for the awesome memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz47sXHqQI/AAAAAAAACBo/9lmZnLd-oZs/s400/IMG_3097.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556589744672450818" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1X5JaJzI/AAAAAAAACBg/3llJUEZbVNE/s1600/IMG_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1X5JaJzI/AAAAAAAACBg/3llJUEZbVNE/s400/IMG_3107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585831094429490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1XSJqIvI/AAAAAAAACBQ/q0RG5cNJS1o/s1600/IMG_3128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1XSJqIvI/AAAAAAAACBQ/q0RG5cNJS1o/s400/IMG_3128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585820626494194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1XK4DRfI/AAAAAAAACBI/Xokil2bAA9E/s1600/IMG_3130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1XK4DRfI/AAAAAAAACBI/Xokil2bAA9E/s400/IMG_3130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585818673595890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett got huge overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1W6U-GeI/AAAAAAAACBA/WmLs5VnQyPs/s1600/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz1W6U-GeI/AAAAAAAACBA/WmLs5VnQyPs/s400/IMG_3134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585814231488994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy7DQIkGI/AAAAAAAACA4/GxmiSxr2M5M/s1600/IMG_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy7DQIkGI/AAAAAAAACA4/GxmiSxr2M5M/s400/IMG_3123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556583136567529570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryder saying "Oh My Word!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6036kNI/AAAAAAAACAw/xGd9y1nymVM/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6036kNI/AAAAAAAACAw/xGd9y1nymVM/s400/IMG_3117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556583132707852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6RzmguI/AAAAAAAACAo/FrdOHqPGqAA/s1600/IMG_3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6RzmguI/AAAAAAAACAo/FrdOHqPGqAA/s400/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556583123294520034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6ZNpQTI/AAAAAAAACAg/MiUrfDqil2k/s1600/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6ZNpQTI/AAAAAAAACAg/MiUrfDqil2k/s400/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556583125282799922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All ready for Christmas eve at Grandma Karens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6OUe46I/AAAAAAAACAY/Bcnt4VXZe3A/s1600/IMG_3143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzy6OUe46I/AAAAAAAACAY/Bcnt4VXZe3A/s400/IMG_3143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556583122358690722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvmuvK_I/AAAAAAAACAQ/ht35ui2aNOA/s1600/IMG_3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvmuvK_I/AAAAAAAACAQ/ht35ui2aNOA/s400/IMG_3145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556581840421071858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvc5izXI/AAAAAAAACAI/hu9RE1ikCJw/s1600/IMG_3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvc5izXI/AAAAAAAACAI/hu9RE1ikCJw/s400/IMG_3146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556581837782044018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvCpDMMI/AAAAAAAACAA/v1GsEiZrjOI/s1600/IMG_3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxvCpDMMI/AAAAAAAACAA/v1GsEiZrjOI/s400/IMG_3149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556581830733541570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxuWfcMtI/AAAAAAAAB_4/9KAxUiVJeeA/s1600/IMG_3152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxuWfcMtI/AAAAAAAAB_4/9KAxUiVJeeA/s400/IMG_3152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556581818882077394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxuNd7kOI/AAAAAAAAB_w/hgE7nfwJewQ/s1600/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzxuNd7kOI/AAAAAAAAB_w/hgE7nfwJewQ/s400/IMG_3156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556581816459825378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznrCdg2lI/AAAAAAAAB_k/SKrSvkwmFOA/s1600/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznrCdg2lI/AAAAAAAAB_k/SKrSvkwmFOA/s400/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556570766849399378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznq5O1zJI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Fdfo47aI7q4/s1600/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznq5O1zJI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Fdfo47aI7q4/s400/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556570764371938450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These few pics is the result of the awesome attempt at getting a picture. They are so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqso9l6I/AAAAAAAAB_U/ChnyHBb83H0/s1600/IMG_3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqso9l6I/AAAAAAAAB_U/ChnyHBb83H0/s400/IMG_3166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556570760991840162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqf7vPSI/AAAAAAAAB_M/uma5OOUbKIE/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqf7vPSI/AAAAAAAAB_M/uma5OOUbKIE/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556570757580930338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqNN6lKI/AAAAAAAAB_E/w9CnWAdY1KQ/s1600/IMG_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRznqNN6lKI/AAAAAAAAB_E/w9CnWAdY1KQ/s400/IMG_3170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556570752556897442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHy55idI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Zw_D7DVdYXE/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHy55idI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Zw_D7DVdYXE/s400/IMG_3172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556569061866441170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHeAo5WI/AAAAAAAAB-0/ViLfJUScf0g/s1600/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHeAo5WI/AAAAAAAAB-0/ViLfJUScf0g/s400/IMG_3175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556569056257566050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a happy kid all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHB3LuEI/AAAAAAAAB-s/iC_LIHbpgYI/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmHB3LuEI/AAAAAAAAB-s/iC_LIHbpgYI/s400/IMG_3176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556569048701712450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryder loves santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmG-Vo83I/AAAAAAAAB-k/_H70V74xL0M/s1600/IMG_3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmG-Vo83I/AAAAAAAAB-k/_H70V74xL0M/s400/IMG_3179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556569047755715442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and his "bag".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmGrMFFqI/AAAAAAAAB-c/nPv5ltCiAgw/s1600/IMG_3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzmGrMFFqI/AAAAAAAAB-c/nPv5ltCiAgw/s400/IMG_3178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556569042615342754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMnlDQFI/AAAAAAAAB-U/OGZmGCYDgA0/s1600/IMG_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMnlDQFI/AAAAAAAAB-U/OGZmGCYDgA0/s400/IMG_3180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556568045213925458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMTZt5sI/AAAAAAAAB-M/BpvT6C4i0OU/s1600/IMG_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMTZt5sI/AAAAAAAAB-M/BpvT6C4i0OU/s400/IMG_3181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556568039797679810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMf4UvoI/AAAAAAAAB-E/4BEjnI7Iqms/s1600/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlMf4UvoI/AAAAAAAAB-E/4BEjnI7Iqms/s400/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556568043147280002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlL4t5lPI/AAAAAAAAB98/tdqLkLzL0tc/s1600/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlL4t5lPI/AAAAAAAAB98/tdqLkLzL0tc/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556568032634574066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlLgQqLdI/AAAAAAAAB90/wn8zgbBGtho/s1600/IMG_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzlLgQqLdI/AAAAAAAAB90/wn8zgbBGtho/s400/IMG_3196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556568026069478866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkR6VmwwI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Z1gWJAFv3q0/s1600/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkR6VmwwI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Z1gWJAFv3q0/s400/IMG_3138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556567036637135618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Jams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkRimyYmI/AAAAAAAAB9k/-pm_OId1Jtk/s1600/IMG_3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkRimyYmI/AAAAAAAAB9k/-pm_OId1Jtk/s400/IMG_3203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556567030266749538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkRS4kE6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/3Ngrd9wVDsI/s1600/IMG_3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkRS4kE6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/3Ngrd9wVDsI/s400/IMG_3205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556567026046342050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grammy and Papi with their 4th grandson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkROjOibI/AAAAAAAAB9U/um6vtZpoWoo/s1600/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkROjOibI/AAAAAAAAB9U/um6vtZpoWoo/s400/IMG_3209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556567024883108274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkQ4peICI/AAAAAAAAB9M/ok3ZEA4-2I0/s1600/IMG_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzkQ4peICI/AAAAAAAAB9M/ok3ZEA4-2I0/s400/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556567019003715618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Morning at Grandpa Ronnies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjO156SSI/AAAAAAAAB9E/0mVjPQjXV30/s1600/IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjO156SSI/AAAAAAAAB9E/0mVjPQjXV30/s400/IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556565884395997474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjOeTKHYI/AAAAAAAAB88/2OJOKtObCsY/s1600/IMG_3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjOeTKHYI/AAAAAAAAB88/2OJOKtObCsY/s400/IMG_3219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556565878059441538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNwYmLGI/AAAAAAAAB80/ByvzMdc_nOE/s1600/IMG_3224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNwYmLGI/AAAAAAAAB80/ByvzMdc_nOE/s400/IMG_3224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556565865734220898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNsIB_PI/AAAAAAAAB8s/Zt1h8E528BI/s1600/IMG_3229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNsIB_PI/AAAAAAAAB8s/Zt1h8E528BI/s400/IMG_3229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556565864590998770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNbzNb5I/AAAAAAAAB8k/kY9c12yAcfY/s1600/IMG_3232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzjNbzNb5I/AAAAAAAAB8k/kY9c12yAcfY/s400/IMG_3232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556565860208701330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhySHutBI/AAAAAAAAB8c/tV4AJbManiM/s1600/IMG_3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhySHutBI/AAAAAAAAB8c/tV4AJbManiM/s400/IMG_3238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556564294242317330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now back at Mom and Dads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhyH-5OtI/AAAAAAAAB8U/uukEi7ozXnA/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhyH-5OtI/AAAAAAAAB8U/uukEi7ozXnA/s400/IMG_3239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556564291520903890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhx-mqMZI/AAAAAAAAB8M/VCkeN5LCX4s/s1600/IMG_3240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhx-mqMZI/AAAAAAAAB8M/VCkeN5LCX4s/s400/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556564289003336082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhxO74deI/AAAAAAAAB8E/bU6H6Uv_kyc/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhxO74deI/AAAAAAAAB8E/bU6H6Uv_kyc/s400/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556564276207449570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhw81JpFI/AAAAAAAAB78/wBA2DeKcCwE/s1600/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzhw81JpFI/AAAAAAAAB78/wBA2DeKcCwE/s400/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556564271347377234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgyLCQ55I/AAAAAAAAB70/437uC4YfLZU/s1600/IMG_3108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgyLCQ55I/AAAAAAAAB70/437uC4YfLZU/s400/IMG_3108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556563192828716946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The big boys got bikes and Jett got this awesome toy. It's kinda like a bike? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgx090b0I/AAAAAAAAB7s/tm_LCs9HNOU/s1600/IMG_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgx090b0I/AAAAAAAAB7s/tm_LCs9HNOU/s400/IMG_3111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556563186904493890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxuKaKwI/AAAAAAAAB7k/DjqdZXymZss/s1600/IMG_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxuKaKwI/AAAAAAAAB7k/DjqdZXymZss/s400/IMG_3112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556563185078250242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxXTD-ZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/vkcNTcZBVCI/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxXTD-ZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/vkcNTcZBVCI/s400/IMG_3245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556563178940529042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxFGk6jI/AAAAAAAAB7U/ERlaVYJ0kas/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzgxFGk6jI/AAAAAAAAB7U/ERlaVYJ0kas/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556563174056323634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfh17eStI/AAAAAAAAB7M/8Yq_dfFUuTA/s1600/IMG_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfh17eStI/AAAAAAAAB7M/8Yq_dfFUuTA/s400/IMG_3251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556561812773554898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhvtGKMI/AAAAAAAAB7E/JohG7nZ36Uo/s1600/IMG_3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhvtGKMI/AAAAAAAAB7E/JohG7nZ36Uo/s400/IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556561811102640322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhcnLFwI/AAAAAAAAB68/1qjA9Y5JzaM/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhcnLFwI/AAAAAAAAB68/1qjA9Y5JzaM/s400/IMG_3257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556561805977523970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfheAi--I/AAAAAAAAB60/scuq1GPBpPc/s1600/IMG_3260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfheAi--I/AAAAAAAAB60/scuq1GPBpPc/s400/IMG_3260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556561806352382946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhFM1T6I/AAAAAAAAB6s/u_-zRQw67Ik/s1600/IMG_3265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRzfhFM1T6I/AAAAAAAAB6s/u_-zRQw67Ik/s400/IMG_3265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556561799693029282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a pic of Jett just hanging out with me this week. It's been so fun just being home. Today is New Year's Eve! Have a happy and safe night everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3990893647007583682?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3990893647007583682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3990893647007583682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3990893647007583682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3990893647007583682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/merriest.html' title='the merriest'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TRz47sXHqQI/AAAAAAAACBo/9lmZnLd-oZs/s72-c/IMG_3097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7444572345198082474</id><published>2010-12-23T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:28:35.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello out there</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I'm up north at my parents house I feel so.... detached from my world.&lt;div&gt;No responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My whole family is constantly surrounding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's basically the greatest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been here since Sunday, and don't have plans to leave until Sunday. I'm sad Thursday is almost over, but that also means it's almost Christmas!!! I have taken lots of pics, but haven't uploaded them yet. I will post them later. For now here is a list of my favorite moments so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The drive up. I love the drive. Is that weird? Kode and I always have such great conversation. We also are listening to a book. Jett does really well too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping with my Grandpa Ronnie. I love that man. We found some really great stuff this year!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping with my mom. We are such great shopping partners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Harry Potter 7 with Kody. It was like we went on a date. It was awesome. While we were out I realized how we are always running everywhere. Like into the mall, back to the car, to the bathroom during the middle of the movie. It's kinda weird. But, we're weird so whatevs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrating Jason's (insert age here) Birthday &amp;amp; Jett's 5 month birthday (deets on this milestone later) on the same day!! Love them both. Lots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nordstroms. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babysitting Bubba AKA Ryder. I may or may not have been the cause of the h.e.doublehockeysticks. word that came out of his mouth. I'm really a great babysitter, I promise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maddox, Willard Bay lights, and Elf tonight. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having a blast. I'm sure I'll have more too add, but that's it for now. I hope your holidays have been magical. Mine sure have. Good night.......Christmas Eve is TOMORROW!! &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/4786531192233672865-7444572345198082474?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7444572345198082474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7444572345198082474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7444572345198082474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7444572345198082474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-out-there.html' title='hello out there'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8984177147301755310</id><published>2010-12-12T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:38:51.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>multi-tasking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be multi-tasking in this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up First: A Talent Sprout COWBOY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUqipEltTI/AAAAAAAAB6U/yc7Q7dwyE4s/s400/IMG_3090.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549888890433025330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only half decent picture I have of the night. But, I'm trying to think of an extra second any of us had during the madness to take a picture.... and there wasn't one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's funny that this is the picture that turned out. The one before the show even started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's crazy that this is the 3rd Talent Sprout Christmas program! We had to make a few changes this time around, and I'm happy to say it went great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The biggest change ---&gt; having 2 performances. We couldn't accommodate all the students' family and friends in the Opera House Theater without 2 different shows. The first at 6:15 and the second at 7:15. We were so excited that both shows filled up, and we had just about 200 people come enjoy the Sprouts' sing &amp;amp; shake it up there on that stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm also happy to report that I kept my sanity through it all...well, mostly! We have more Sprouts than ever before, and I was completely prepared to loose my mind half way through! But, they all did awesome and I had such AMAZING help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Shay at the door. Ben(BEST curtain guy I know!) and Kody handling the technical part, Steph &amp;amp; Bre downstairs delegating the parent helpers and children, and I was....EVERYWHERE. I couldn't do anything without these people. My mom and Shay traveled all the way down just to help. Saying I'm lucky is a GIANT understatement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I already said how great the students were, but that's just not enough. I love them all so much, and could not have been prouder of them. They all make my job so fun, and if I have to leave my own babe, I'm so happy it's spent with all of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, now its over. Time to enjoy the season. And.... start planning for the Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next Up: DAY 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A TV SHOW YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Because I have MANY tv shows I love, I decided to pick a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUmuu_3toI/AAAAAAAAB6M/nrciPwbFaOg/s400/modern-family-poster.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549884700135765634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm definitely not alone in loving Modern Family. Just about everyone I know finds this show hilarious. And it is. If you haven't seen, which would totally shock me, you must watch it!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUmuW3Vm0I/AAAAAAAAB6E/YNlBZ-0t7w8/s400/Parenthood_CoverArt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549884693657525058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up next in the Drama category is my favorite Parenthood. This is just a good show. The people from my past favorite "Friday Night Lights" are involved in this show. The acting and the writing is awesome. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUmuEHM-xI/AAAAAAAAB58/nXnlJTp__9g/s400/tv_the_real_housewives_of_new_york_city01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549884688623794962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, the reality tv category. This is really more of a guilty pleasure. And, while I do love Bravo, I feel like they might have overdone the whole "housewife" thing. Still, NYC Houswives is my fav. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second: DAY 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HANDS DOWN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUmt3uwtFI/AAAAAAAAB50/Mj5TqT1n90c/s400/Fever%2BPitch.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549884685300053074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love movies. And I love a lot of them. But, this one is just the best. I love so many things about it. The music, Jimmy, Drew, the Red Sox, and how I saw it for the first time in Boston! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, I feel accomplished. We have so much to look forward to in the next 2 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Winter Break begins on Friday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lacey is home on Friday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heading up north on Sunday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A week with the fam!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is more than awesome today. I hope you are all enjoying your holiday season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4786531192233672865-8984177147301755310?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8984177147301755310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8984177147301755310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8984177147301755310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8984177147301755310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/multi-tasking.html' title='multi-tasking...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TQUqipEltTI/AAAAAAAAB6U/yc7Q7dwyE4s/s72-c/IMG_3090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-834192418478320114</id><published>2010-12-08T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:05:36.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Something I Want to Buy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes I want to make up my own questions. Because this one is lame. If you know me well, you know I pretty much want to buy everything. So instead I'm making this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Something I BOUGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;So I should probably put pictures with this, but since everything I have bought in the past few weeks have been Christmas gifts I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lately, I have bought A LOT of kids' clothes. Between Talent Sprouts' Christmas Show outfits (which is Friday, see ya there?!), and nephews (yes, only nephews NO nieces...) Christmas presents, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lets be honest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jett I have spent A LOT of time on my fav clothes for kids' website. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.ae.com/77kids/browse/hp_babyBoys.jsp?catId=babyboys"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also just purchased my Dad's gift. He's basically impossible! Love ya Dad, but with those buying bonanzas of yours, gifts become pretty difficult! Well, I had a good time picking out something for him so he better LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas is fun. I hope you are all enjoying the buying this time of year! You know I am!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-834192418478320114?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/834192418478320114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=834192418478320114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/834192418478320114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/834192418478320114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-14.html' title='Day 14'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4982967360484530199</id><published>2010-12-05T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:11:16.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPvTHAyXvAI/AAAAAAAAB5c/ONOifkG7U7s/s1600/IMG_1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPvTHAyXvAI/AAAAAAAAB5c/ONOifkG7U7s/s400/IMG_1714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547259483460713474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's a big deal. He's a big deal. I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DAY 13 ---&gt; I AM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talent Sprouts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sister.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A daughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An aunt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excited for Christmas!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to come to the Opera House for the Talent Sprouts Winter Show THIS Friday!! Wa hoo!!!!!!! Can you believe this is the 3rd one?! Exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4786531192233672865-4982967360484530199?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4982967360484530199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4982967360484530199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4982967360484530199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4982967360484530199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-guy.html' title='this guy...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPvTHAyXvAI/AAAAAAAAB5c/ONOifkG7U7s/s72-c/IMG_1714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4363549217116746819</id><published>2010-12-03T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:42:03.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your Favorite Musician...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A lot of my friends have been super music savvy. I have always been the one to like the cool music they show me, but never one to go out and find new stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I always like different music for different moods. Yesterday I was chatting with Shay and I told her something I thought to be completely normal, and since I lay out all my dirty laundry on this blog I'll tell you too. Every night when I'm driving home from the gym I blast one of my favorite songs (usually Black Eyed Peas or Mumford and Sons), roll my windows down, and cry. Shay found this confusing. I couldn't tell her why I cry, there never is really a reason. She didn't ask too many questions past that. She knows half the stuff I do is completely crazy. But my point is, music just brings out everything that you're feeling. It's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ok, back to the actual question. My favorite Musician..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think I will let you listen to a couple of her songs, then I'll tell you how amazing I think she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7495566&amp;amp;secret_url=false"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7495566&amp;amp;secret_url=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/lyndy-butler/code-breaker"&gt;Code Breaker&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/lyndy-butler"&gt;Lyndy Butler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7624820&amp;amp;secret_url=false"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7624820&amp;amp;secret_url=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/lyndy-butler/loveinalifetime"&gt;LoveInALifetime&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/lyndy-butler"&gt;Lyndy Butler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may not have heard of her just yet, but you will. She's my sister in law, and just about the best songwriter, singer, AND musician out there. She is on her way to the top, and if you want to follow her music journey click &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://lyndybutler.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She's pretty awesome.&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/4786531192233672865-4363549217116746819?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4363549217116746819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4363549217116746819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4363549217116746819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4363549217116746819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-12.html' title='Day 12'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6589331228876795447</id><published>2010-12-01T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:38:35.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Something you ALWAYS get compliments on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think this day is why I have been avoiding my challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What an awkward question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of course I get PLENTY of compliments all day long, so it was just hard to choose.....HA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, after some thought I decided to go with something I do get all the time, I just don't know if it's actually a compliment. But for today, it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I constantly get the phrase "You're quite ambitious" OR "That's ambitious of you". Sometimes I think the person actually wants to switch the word ambitious&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;with &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt;, but I'll take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Probably on a weekly basis I get someone coming in to Talent Sprouts looking for the manager. That's when I look up and say this is she. Then they say something like "Oh, so can I speak with the owner?" This is when I say "You're looking at her.." Then I wait, and sure enough, without fail, they say "&lt;i&gt;How old are you?"&lt;/i&gt; Followed by the "&lt;i&gt;Well, aren't you ambitious!"&lt;/i&gt; It cracks me up every time, and I definitely take it as a compliment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm happy to be called ambitious. I may have made some bold decisions, but I wouldn't take them back for the world. Especially when a student comes running into school yelling "I want to be a teacher just like Miss Rin!" Thanks Jessica, that made my heart SO happy.&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/4786531192233672865-6589331228876795447?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6589331228876795447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6589331228876795447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6589331228876795447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6589331228876795447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-11.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2273856866960594398</id><published>2010-11-30T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:42:59.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day..um..shoot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's pretty obvious I have missed a few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry, I will do ALL 30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But before I start back up again I have to update on all the recent happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week was Thanksgiving. It was wonderful. My mom, dad, and the Davis' came down to St. George. But we celebrated the actual day with Kody's family. It was great to be surrounded by both sides of our wonderful family. We had such a GREAT weekend!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the morning of Thanksgiving. We had a blizzard. A leaf blizzard that is. And I'm pretty sure it only hit Creekside. Here are a few cute pics of the boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY4FVE9kI/AAAAAAAAB4s/jjc-dw5bvRs/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576974191490626" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3x9_ggI/AAAAAAAAB4k/TSwS2Aha87M/s1600/IMG_3012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3x9_ggI/AAAAAAAAB4k/TSwS2Aha87M/s400/IMG_3012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576968994390530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3kdJFYI/AAAAAAAAB4c/pDy0fVUYGUk/s1600/IMG_3014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3kdJFYI/AAAAAAAAB4c/pDy0fVUYGUk/s400/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576965366945154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All these pics are taken looking down the street. It gets INSANE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3XeyMiI/AAAAAAAAB4U/WMvsN7G_p68/s1600/IMG_3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY3XeyMiI/AAAAAAAAB4U/WMvsN7G_p68/s400/IMG_3016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576961884172834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYGpB-IGI/AAAAAAAAB4M/iVrQF-NzWq4/s1600/IMG_3023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYGpB-IGI/AAAAAAAAB4M/iVrQF-NzWq4/s400/IMG_3023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576124781568098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYGINx7EI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2rIVWu1HeH4/s1600/IMG_3032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYGINx7EI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2rIVWu1HeH4/s400/IMG_3032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576115972729922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYF9dpZfI/AAAAAAAAB38/3yYxwNXln_E/s1600/IMG_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYF9dpZfI/AAAAAAAAB38/3yYxwNXln_E/s400/IMG_3033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576113086490098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two pictures above are of Jett chillin at Grandmas house. Kathy and Ken fixed an awesome dinner for all of us! We spent the whole day just relaxing with each other. It was wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYFqjIV5I/AAAAAAAAB30/PHP2JXy2SKc/s1600/IMG_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYFqjIV5I/AAAAAAAAB30/PHP2JXy2SKc/s400/IMG_3040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576108009215890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Rogers' fam on Thanksgiving 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYFDqg2PI/AAAAAAAAB3s/miY3r92ENn8/s1600/IMG_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXYFDqg2PI/AAAAAAAAB3s/miY3r92ENn8/s400/IMG_3050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576097571199218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shay and I OF COURSE had to do Black Friday. My mom and Cheryl were brave enough to come out with us too! We were out from 10:00pm to 5:00am. Here is how our night went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10:00-11:15--&gt; The Zion Outlets. They gave out gift bags. A bit disappointing. We won't be going back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11:15-12:45--&gt; Walmart. This wasn't actually on the agenda. But we saw that most of their sale items would be available at midnight so we thought, what the heck? Well, we ended up getting some great deals! It's the ONLY day out of the year when I actually love walmart. I find myself running around dodging people just because it's completely acceptable on Black Friday. It's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12:45-2:00--&gt;Denny's. This is when you start to crash. Black Friday is also the only night of the year you will find women, mostly middle aged, in Denny's at 2:00 am. It was a full house! Shay and I could sense that my mom and Cheryl were hanging on by a thread. We had to reassure them that we would get what they wanted at Target, and they could go back and go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2:00-2:20--&gt;Take Tracie and Cheryl back to their beds. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2:20-4:45--&gt;Target. So this is when my true Black Friday colors SHINE. When we pull into the parking lot, the line is all the way down to Lowes. We find a spot, and see all the cars around us filled up with people sleeping in them (note: the picture above is me trying to capture the lady sleeping with her face pressed up against her window). We decide that if we get out and wait in line that all these sleeping people will just try and budge in front of us. So we decide to join them. Don't judge us. It was Black Friday. Well the doors were opening at 4am. At 3:55 we start meandering around. People start yelling profanities at us. Our plan is back firing. I panic. I tell Shay to just keep walking. Before we know it we are in the store, running with the rest of the wierdos at 4:00am. We grab a cart. Get all the things we need, and are out the door by 4:45.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4:45-5:00--&gt;HOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Success. I don't know if we do it because of the deals, or because of how much fun it is to be crazy all night long. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JETT IS 4 MONTHS!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKz8NfNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ml_Xi43lLhM/s1600/IMG_2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKz8NfNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ml_Xi43lLhM/s400/IMG_2968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575096918047954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKSMTYTI/AAAAAAAAB3c/-UDtUY7HXZA/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKSMTYTI/AAAAAAAAB3c/-UDtUY7HXZA/s400/IMG_2979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575087858737458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are pics on his actual birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below are some I took today at his 4 month appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKNP4x3I/AAAAAAAAB3U/zQ1UjHcbcQY/s1600/IMG_3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXKNP4x3I/AAAAAAAAB3U/zQ1UjHcbcQY/s400/IMG_3055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575086531594098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXJxFUoJI/AAAAAAAAB3M/0owRMHNLC3k/s1600/IMG_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXJxFUoJI/AAAAAAAAB3M/0owRMHNLC3k/s400/IMG_3059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575078971089042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXJQ1qdbI/AAAAAAAAB3E/P8SbgafMovU/s1600/IMG_3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXXJQ1qdbI/AAAAAAAAB3E/P8SbgafMovU/s400/IMG_3062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575070315476402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWOztDafI/AAAAAAAAB28/2jXdzTdgbHM/s1600/IMG_3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWOztDafI/AAAAAAAAB28/2jXdzTdgbHM/s400/IMG_3065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545574066062322162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some things Jett is doing now at 4 months and 10 days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rolling like a champ. He even rolled from his back to his tummy today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DROOLING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grabbing at everything. Especially my hair. I'm constantly getting it out from between his fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giggling and laughing. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recognizing his peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving his toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 13 lbs 7 oz 15 percentile (WAHOO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 24 3/4 inches 28 percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's the best. Here are some pics of us just at home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWObCMopI/AAAAAAAAB20/I_fhEpbKpxg/s1600/IMG_2994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWObCMopI/AAAAAAAAB20/I_fhEpbKpxg/s400/IMG_2994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545574059440120466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to chew on my hands!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put up our Christmas decor. Have a peak inside house #23...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWN-EX9tI/AAAAAAAAB2s/j_aXgA_l24I/s1600/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWN-EX9tI/AAAAAAAAB2s/j_aXgA_l24I/s400/IMG_3036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545574051664623314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWNkuG8DI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OMPjpEfU8yw/s1600/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWNkuG8DI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OMPjpEfU8yw/s400/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545574044860346418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWNVkjO-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/KjIdImsJsvw/s1600/IMG_3038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXWNVkjO-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/KjIdImsJsvw/s400/IMG_3038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545574040793725922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVhysZ5kI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qupUUPNUiAE/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVhysZ5kI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qupUUPNUiAE/s400/IMG_3039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545573292697052738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVhPVv6xI/AAAAAAAAB2M/BvtBBIUW5D4/s1600/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVhPVv6xI/AAAAAAAAB2M/BvtBBIUW5D4/s400/IMG_3046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545573283206785810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVg1QpncI/AAAAAAAAB2E/zEsW0f1wgqI/s1600/IMG_3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVg1QpncI/AAAAAAAAB2E/zEsW0f1wgqI/s400/IMG_3041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545573276206079426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was today before I took him to the doctor. I think he knew he had to get some shots, he looks a little concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below are some pics of him and his dad I took tonight. They are pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVgutQwRI/AAAAAAAAB18/jBpUaNtEYUs/s1600/IMG_3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVgutQwRI/AAAAAAAAB18/jBpUaNtEYUs/s400/IMG_3044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545573274447036690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVgdQK7YI/AAAAAAAAB10/CK3UW5SA9KI/s1600/IMG_3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXVgdQK7YI/AAAAAAAAB10/CK3UW5SA9KI/s400/IMG_3048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545573269761617282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjgOsRdI/AAAAAAAAB1s/rPQDSw_IaHA/s1600/IMG_3051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjgOsRdI/AAAAAAAAB1s/rPQDSw_IaHA/s400/IMG_3051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545572222588700114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had his first experience with food tonight. Rice cereal! He was pretty funny. I don't think any got down his throat, but it was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjUagTjI/AAAAAAAAB1k/yI2whyQLv6A/s1600/IMG_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjUagTjI/AAAAAAAAB1k/yI2whyQLv6A/s400/IMG_3066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545572219417022002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjH8T2eI/AAAAAAAAB1c/PZnyEFVgg4M/s1600/IMG_3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUjH8T2eI/AAAAAAAAB1c/PZnyEFVgg4M/s400/IMG_3067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545572216069151202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUixoYnCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/oAj-u3mD_XE/s1600/IMG_3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUixoYnCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/oAj-u3mD_XE/s400/IMG_3068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545572210079996962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUilGXCfI/AAAAAAAAB1M/Afbql-aDe-4/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXUilGXCfI/AAAAAAAAB1M/Afbql-aDe-4/s400/IMG_3072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545572206716062194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well there is the latest on the Rogers. Our Holidays are starting off wonderful. This is the best time of year!! Check back soon for the rest of my 3o day blog challenge..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2273856866960594398?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2273856866960594398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2273856866960594398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2273856866960594398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2273856866960594398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/dayumshoot.html' title='Day..um..shoot.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TPXY4FVE9kI/AAAAAAAAB4s/jjc-dw5bvRs/s72-c/IMG_3008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2436179666923130474</id><published>2010-11-20T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:52:13.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;15 FACTS ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;**A couple years ago I wrote a 25 things about myself on facebook. I chose a few of those and added a few new ones for this post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have two web toes on each foot. Yes, I think it does make me a very fast swimmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My orange blanket is taken everywhere I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;TV is my comfort. It helps me fall asleep at night, and wake me up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't love sleep. Everyone is always talking about taking naps, or sleeping in and I just don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Contacts are my enemy. It takes at least 15 minutes every morning struggling to get them in. I end up calling for Kody to come help me, but that ends in me yelling at him for poking my eye. It's really just a disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Doing laundry is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love spending my day with toddlers. They are hilarious every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have many phobias. Like being the last one to sleep, my dryer burning my house down, and earthquakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love talking. Kody and I rarely listen to music, because I'm usually talking. I can not hold things in, I'm an open book for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have to use the hangers with the little shirt catcher things. Hangers are very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rin is my nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think being a mom is the greatest. Being a wife is also pretty awesome. I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hate driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm a freak about my house being clean, but for some reason my car can be disgusting and I don't care. I'm working on this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2436179666923130474?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2436179666923130474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2436179666923130474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2436179666923130474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2436179666923130474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4782586438625146815</id><published>2010-11-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T15:10:12.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Someone You Didn't Want To Let Go, But Just Drifted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOX9M1wmXuI/AAAAAAAAB1E/krUywE2NPPg/s400/FH000009.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541113313580441314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were more than close. We went through such a drastic change, in moving away from home, together. It was awesome, we had so much fun. Definitely one of the most memorable years of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't ready for her to move when she did. It was quite dramatic, and I wasn't sure I was going to be able to stay in St. George with out her. She was like my other half. That's when the drifting began. I started dating Kody, and was married a little over a year later. Our priorities changed, and a few of the things we used to have in common, we didn't anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still try our best to keep in touch. She doesn't have a blog or a facebook, which is completely insane if you ask me! So it takes an actual phone call to get an update on her way cooler than mine life! She still hasn't met Jett, which makes me super sad. She is moving to Louisiana, which I think is awesome, and going to be such a great experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though we have drifted a bit, we always pick up right where we left off. I think she's an amazing person, and I know we will always try our best to stay as close as we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4782586438625146815?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4782586438625146815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4782586438625146815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4782586438625146815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4782586438625146815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOX9M1wmXuI/AAAAAAAAB1E/krUywE2NPPg/s72-c/FH000009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1433397091715312171</id><published>2010-11-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T09:26:17.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 &amp; 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Someone You Can't Live Without..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When I started this I wanted to try and be specific as possible. But this is way too hard. I could never choose just one person I couldn't live without. I don't even like to imagine living without any of my close family and friends. So, this number may be boring, but I'm going to be predictable and say I don't want to live without any of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A picture of the city you live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. George, Utah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOVNtgniXLI/AAAAAAAAB08/d4_GxjYQIc4/s400/st-george-view-from-south-east.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 314px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540920360794479794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this town. It's beautiful. It has taught me most of my life lessons, and helped me find myself. I have met some pretty awesome people here (Kody included), some people that I &lt;i&gt;wouldn't want to live without.&lt;/i&gt; I'm thankful I live here.&lt;div&gt;While I do honestly think all of these things, I still managed to actually shed a tear when my new license plates came and they had the red rock landscape. Ridiculous right? I plan to live here for a long time, raise my family here, heck I have a business and a home here! I guess little things will always have me missing beautiful northern Utah. But today I'm so happy to be able to take Jett for a morning walk at the end of November!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. It's almost the weekend! I hope you all have great plans, I know I do!&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/4786531192233672865-1433397091715312171?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1433397091715312171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1433397091715312171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1433397091715312171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1433397091715312171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7-8.html' title='Day 7 &amp; 8'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOVNtgniXLI/AAAAAAAAB08/d4_GxjYQIc4/s72-c/st-george-view-from-south-east.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4006859327763686285</id><published>2010-11-16T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:37:14.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I got cocky.. (Day 5 &amp; 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Something You Hope to do in Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Because I of course hope for all of the obvious things in life. Happy marriage, happy kids. I thought I would write about something I want just for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the fall of 2007, through blood sweat and tears, I passed Math 1050. I know that might seem ridiculous to some of you "math" people, but it was INSANE for me. I tried so hard. I lived at the tutoring center, didn't miss one class, I even sat on the very front row. My hand was constantly raised, and my teacher was so sick of me by the end of the semester. Well, on December 15, 2007 I got my final grade. B+. I cried, happy tears, for the last time over math 1050. The point of this history lesson is because the "something I hope to do in my life" is to get a degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think the 2007 me would be really pissed that I worked so hard, and stopped at my associates. I know that my life has been so fulfilling since then, and I have learned far more than any degree could teach me, but I'm still disappointed. I also know exactly what I would like my degree in. Sadly DSC doesn't offer it, but SUU does. I know life will only get busier from here, but I hope one day I finish what I started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Picture of Yourself 2 Years Ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOM5ib95MwI/AAAAAAAAB00/_iOLIiKfIC4/s400/l_0c20eed19de593b47b89496772aaa0d9%255B1%255D.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540335230381536002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My selection of 2008 pictures are limited. Due to the fact, my husband gets a little ahead of himself in projects and deleted all of my pictures one day. It wasn't pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Kody and I sometime in the fall of 2008. Wow. That was a hard year. Definitely the hardest yet. It felt like all of our plans were not going as planned. Kody was laid off &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, Talent Sprouts was busy smacking me in the face, and we were just trying to figure out how to be married. My stomach turns and my eyes fill with tears just thinking about it. We have come so far in these 2 years. I am so grateful for our trials, and how we overcame them. I know we have more ahead, and I only hope we can come out the other side as happy as we are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4006859327763686285?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4006859327763686285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4006859327763686285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4006859327763686285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4006859327763686285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-when-i-got-cocky-day-5-6.html' title='Just when I got cocky.. (Day 5 &amp; 6)'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TOM5ib95MwI/AAAAAAAAB00/_iOLIiKfIC4/s72-c/l_0c20eed19de593b47b89496772aaa0d9%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1991027534911036068</id><published>2010-11-13T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:08:35.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your Favorite Picture of Your Best Friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TN9yIGF2oyI/AAAAAAAAB0s/iGynGFhkkC4/s400/IMG_1949.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539271550088684322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Stephanie. She is my saving grace. We will be celebrating our 1 year of friendship in January. I don't think she knows how much I needed her friendship. Last January I was 3 months pregnant, and feeling very lonely and VERY homesick. I have my Kody of course, but I was beginning to feel the affects of not having my family around with babies in the mix, and it was tough. I was pregnant and emotional. Then I went on a "date" with Steph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie has this quality where she can be totally invested in whatever you're telling her. She is genuinely listening and caring. She always has the best advice, and knows exactly what to say. Sometimes I don't even realize it's what I want to hear until she says it. It's amazing. Having her and Ben in my life is a gift. I am thankful for them every day. They are so good to me and my little family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still miss my fam like crazy every day, but the Hulet's make me happy. This picture of her is perfect. I was ready to pop, or so I thought... Every day for 6 weeks I was certain that THIS was the day. Well, on a very stressful day her and Ben came over with an awesome home made meal. We ate and chatted and relaxed. Thanks Hulet's for becoming like family. We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING: This could get cheesy.....VERY cheesy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TN9yHXoyKoI/AAAAAAAAB0k/vHAo8LMQUZU/s400/n1600804563_18785_6819.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539271537618725506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody Edwin Rogers has been my best friend for the past 4.5 years. This picture was taken while he was in Hawaii when we were dating. I always tell myself that I KNOW he is thinking about me. Ha! Thank you to whoever took this. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I talk about Kody on my blog a lot. About all the amazing things he does, and why I love him. But today I'm going to remind myself of all the small things. Stephanie, the lady your just read about, told me an awesome thing one day. She said that every night she writes down 3 things she was grateful for that day, and one always includes her husband. I loved this and told her I was going to copy her. Here are a few things I have written (See warning above)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He always runs back in before leaving to give me one more kiss goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He always refills my drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He only gets frustrated with me &lt;i&gt;sometimes&lt;/i&gt; when I yell about his driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His sweet texts he sends me every.single.day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mucho.frio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How he always lets me fall asleep with the t.v. on, even though he would rather it be off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How excited he gets over pretty much everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody is so much fun, and I'm so happy he chose me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow! I can't believe I have lasted 4 days in. a. row! This is awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4786531192233672865-1991027534911036068?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1991027534911036068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1991027534911036068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1991027534911036068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1991027534911036068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TN9yIGF2oyI/AAAAAAAAB0s/iGynGFhkkC4/s72-c/IMG_1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-742244671363664284</id><published>2010-11-13T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:12:36.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Something You Need to Forgive Yourself For...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have a sister. I think she is amazing. If you know me well, you know that Shay can do NO wrong in my world. She is always right. I think that a major reason why I married Kode is because he feels the same way. Whenever we are in doubt we look at each other and say CALL SHAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here she is and here is why she is the subject of "something I need to forgive myself for" post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TN9rSg2EOCI/AAAAAAAAB0c/fgTbQYPN42I/s400/IMG_2136.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539264032487520290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the Fall of 2003 Shay moved to St. George to go to DSC. I think it was the best decision ever for her. She had so much fun! And, of course, it is where she met Slade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the fall of 2005 I joined her in St. George. This is a time in my life where I feel a tinge of regret. Shay and I have always been close. But when I moved down south, I wanted my independence. I spent little time with her, even though she was 2 minutes away from my apartment. Do you know what I would do to have Shay live 2 minutes away from me right now? Easily, my left arm. Or leg. Every single day I play in my head "If only Shay was here..." I think about how much I hate that the last time we didn't live across the state was in 2005, when she was a newly wed and I was a crazy college student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She moved back up north in the spring of 2006. She was pregnant with Trey and Slade was offered an amazing job opportunity. Whenever I feel my heart aching for the help of my sister I get so mad with myself that the last time she lived near me I was selfish. I then have to remind myself that I had no way of knowing this would be the last time we would live close for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sad our boys are growing up away from each other. I think the only way I'm ever going to truly forgive myself is when I'm hopping in my car to drive to Shay's house, 5 minutes away from mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONE DAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-742244671363664284?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/742244671363664284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=742244671363664284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/742244671363664284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/742244671363664284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TN9rSg2EOCI/AAAAAAAAB0c/fgTbQYPN42I/s72-c/IMG_2136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3623082244529167295</id><published>2010-11-12T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T16:39:16.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Something You love/hate about yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm not sure if this is supposed to be something you love AND THEN something you hate. But I'm going to do something about myself that I love and hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some time in between when I graduated High School and now I changed from a yellow personality to a red (according to the personality color code). I actually know the exact date and circumstance, but that's for another time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway, being a red  personality has it's ups and downs. In reading about it this statement sticks out the most to me: "They like to be in the drivers seat, and willingly pay the price to be in the leadership role".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love this about myself because I am never afraid to go after what I want. I'm not afraid to be myself, I'm a take me or leave me kinda girl. I rarely say "I don't care", unless I honestly don't. If you ask me a question I will always have a real answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hate this about myself because it sometimes has me feeling like I would rather be respected than loved. I have a hard time believing that people care about certain things as much as I do. Which makes it hard to let some things go, and allow others in to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So you see how this makes my life some-what complicated. I always have a million things happening, and don't trust anyone to help me with them. But at the same time, I have a million things happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think one of the biggest life lessons I have learned is that life is a balancing act. It took me a couple years but I finally feel like my life is balanced. My biggest goal everyday is to be happy. I know if I'm happy I'm a better wife and mom, the two most important things to be :)&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/4786531192233672865-3623082244529167295?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3623082244529167295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3623082244529167295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3623082244529167295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3623082244529167295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5233812537354559312</id><published>2010-11-11T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:41:00.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;30 day blog challenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 1: A photo of yourself &amp;amp; a detailed description of your day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TNyhr_UGO7I/AAAAAAAAB0I/AhUeDc8Ohdg/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538479418861042610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So onto my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It began at 6:30 am. That's when my eyes pop open. Jett is still asleep for another hour and a half. Have I told you all about Babywise? If you have a baby, try it. It's the bomb. It takes dedication, but a full night sleep is best for EVERYONE. Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I get up and get ready for the gym. Kody has the day off, he is in the garage already working on a project. I give him instructions on the babe, and I'm off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm at the gym until 8:30. I take a shower there and I'm ready for a parent meeting at 9:00. That goes well. I meet with the 2 day class teacher at 9:30. That also goes well. We go over dances for the upcoming Winter Show. Preschool begins at 10:00 am. I chat with all the parents during drop off time &amp;amp; get the students started on their day. I'm out the door by 10:45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now I'm back home. Kody is a GREAT Dad and has Jett down peacefully for his morning nap :). I spruce myself up a bit (let's be honest, a shower at the gym doesn't have me looking my best..),  Jett wakes up ready to eat, then Kode and I are off to grab some lunch. While at lunch Kody gets a call from his bestie Wyatt who has just arrived home from his mission... like yesterday. They make plans to meet at our house. We hang out with Wyatt and then him and Kody are off. Jett is fed again and put down for his afternoon nap while I get back to work, work I can do from home of course. This consists of budgeting, costume buying, curriculum planning, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4:00 rolls around and Kody, Wyatt, and Scott are here hanging out. I'm so happy Wyatt is back. Kody loves him, and so do I. Jett wakes up at 5:00, is fed, and then Kody wants to take him for a man night. Who am I to interfere with man night? I have been home alone ever since. Weird. I ate some dinner, watched Dancing with the Stars, and decided to dive into my 30 day blog challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Day 1 - CHECK! I was pretty detailed. It's wrapping up to be a great day. Not too busy. But it is still only 7:30. I'm planning on Zumba at The Warehouse. If you haven't started your challenge yet, you should. I love reading everyones! I think it makes my blog into more of a journal, which is really the reason why I have it in the first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5233812537354559312?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5233812537354559312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5233812537354559312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5233812537354559312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5233812537354559312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promised.html' title='As Promised..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TNyhr_UGO7I/AAAAAAAAB0I/AhUeDc8Ohdg/s72-c/IMG_1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7844738816061266878</id><published>2010-11-10T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:14:14.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello November?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What the heck happened to 2010? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year has FLOWN by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone says that kids will do that to ya. I guess I'll add it to the "kids will do that to ya" list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Rogers' house is busy. Everyday is a running around not enough hours in the day FEST. It's awesome. We love each other. And we love life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kody is still my favorite person (Jett is the bomb and an extension of Kody). I feel ridiculous every time the garage opens and I'm giddy. I hope I always feel just as ridiculous in 50 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jett is getting HUGE! Ok, well at least to me! Some lady did call him chubby! It was a great! I LOVE HIM. Like a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talent Sprouts is doing so awesome. I never thought the day would come where managing all the preschool students and their parents and class pictures and recitals and blogs and afternoon dance classes and... you get it, would overwhelm me. But I'm here. My days zoom by, and I'm like wait a minute I needed just one more hour... It's kinda the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well those are my three things. They make my world go round. I wake up eager to seize the day, and go to sleep thinking of how I can improve to help each one of them. I feel lucky. It's great that it's the time of year to count your blessings. I have A TON to be thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some silly pictures of us just around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TNtzTX_df3I/AAAAAAAAB0A/8UkqyOH2q1k/s400/IMG_2951.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538146943477055346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody thinks this is hilarious. I do too. I don't think Jett is quite there yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TNtzTObfj6I/AAAAAAAABz4/_7p8XWas170/s400/IMG_2945.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538146940910276514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how we grocery shop. I kept running into everything when his car seat sat on the cart. I am too short to see over it. When I ran over a small child I thought I may need to find a plan B. The moby is the answer to all things Jett. I'm sure we were shopping when he got called chubby. Some people stare and find this hilarious. I think they better just be happy I'm not ramming them with my grocery cart. And yes, you did read right, I DID say grocery shop. I'm working on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. I may be going private soon. I only hesitate because I know my grandparents read this, and I want them to keep reading. I feel like it might get to complicated for them if I go private. Tell me your thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.S. I also think that I'm going to start that 30 day blog thing. I like to talk about myself so that sounds super. I just can't believe I took this long to start it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7844738816061266878?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7844738816061266878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7844738816061266878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7844738816061266878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7844738816061266878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/11/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TNtzTX_df3I/AAAAAAAAB0A/8UkqyOH2q1k/s72-c/IMG_2951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5162107372705483413</id><published>2010-10-31T15:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:37:43.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween was a HIT this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pvYXr7PI/AAAAAAAABwY/FIV2rjfDyoU/s400/IMG_2888.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534336517313129714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, this is me in a costume. Can you call this a costume? Well the kids loved it! They called me "Jessie" all day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pvN8S2PI/AAAAAAAABwQ/4Rufq7zokQE/s400/IMG_2395.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534336514513885426" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia AKA Alice from Alice and Wonderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pIfNtfvI/AAAAAAAABwI/-hc-WuVp_jw/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534335849135439602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had 3 Halloween parties to put on this year. This picture is of the morning 4 year old class. Luckily, I have THE BEST preschool parents on the planet! They helped so much. We had witches brew, caramel apples to decorate, we played pumpkin bowling and bobbed for apples! I was completely satisfied when at the end of the party the kids were yelling "THIS IS THE BEST HALLOWEEN PARTY EVERRRRRRRRR!" But don't get me wrong, I was happy when I locked the doors and thought... ahhhhhhh done for a whole year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pHP0FB3I/AAAAAAAABwA/v1tiT_B_Yjg/s400/IMG_2922.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534335827821528946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett was PUMPED for Halloween. Mostly because he was too small for any costume, so he got to just wear jammies all night. Lucky guy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pG6GycQI/AAAAAAAABv4/yNucNJFCYsI/s400/IMG_2926.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534335821994422530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody spent Saturday morning playing paint ball, while Steph and I went to lunch and did a little shopping. After some pizza we headed over to Grandpa Eddie's to celebrate with the fam. Here a few pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pGU9xC2I/AAAAAAAABvw/OBKCkhYwFF4/s400/IMG_2907.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534335812024470370" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pF03KcCI/AAAAAAAABvo/EpdycfxvqWE/s1600/IMG_2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pF03KcCI/AAAAAAAABvo/EpdycfxvqWE/s400/IMG_2909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534335803406839842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n_Y1cwnI/AAAAAAAABvg/iyP32o21ZBk/s1600/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n_Y1cwnI/AAAAAAAABvg/iyP32o21ZBk/s400/IMG_2899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534334593292616306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROCKO!!! Rocko is 1 year old on Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n9klwy7I/AAAAAAAABvY/mABERNCCeFI/s1600/IMG_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n9klwy7I/AAAAAAAABvY/mABERNCCeFI/s400/IMG_2892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534334562088307634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n9Au9U5I/AAAAAAAABvQ/wtwnR1r8i8A/s1600/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n9Au9U5I/AAAAAAAABvQ/wtwnR1r8i8A/s400/IMG_2914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534334552463201170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n8-w6WII/AAAAAAAABvI/HzCsf5nfEug/s1600/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n8-w6WII/AAAAAAAABvI/HzCsf5nfEug/s400/IMG_2913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534334551934523522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really need to stop being such a scrooge on Halloween. We had so much fun this year. After visiting with family, we went over to a friends house for chili. It was a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some recent pictures of Jett. Just around the house, and hanging out! I think he's pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n8oyqP5I/AAAAAAAABvA/lzS7gXM7exI/s1600/IMG_2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3n8oyqP5I/AAAAAAAABvA/lzS7gXM7exI/s400/IMG_2885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534334546036277138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3msAc-DyI/AAAAAAAABu4/E0-Nw4eqCmI/s1600/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3msAc-DyI/AAAAAAAABu4/E0-Nw4eqCmI/s400/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534333160818347810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrx0EBZI/AAAAAAAABuw/DY3yliQLEl0/s1600/IMG_2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrx0EBZI/AAAAAAAABuw/DY3yliQLEl0/s400/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534333156888675730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrjpciKI/AAAAAAAABuo/7CdCvVsAp9M/s1600/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrjpciKI/AAAAAAAABuo/7CdCvVsAp9M/s400/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534333153086048418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrA4flQI/AAAAAAAABug/m_GSddr0BGg/s1600/IMG_2440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mrA4flQI/AAAAAAAABug/m_GSddr0BGg/s400/IMG_2440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534333143753921794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mq2QYv1I/AAAAAAAABuY/Mx0jvCAzTIE/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3mq2QYv1I/AAAAAAAABuY/Mx0jvCAzTIE/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534333140901347154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4786531192233672865-5162107372705483413?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5162107372705483413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5162107372705483413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5162107372705483413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5162107372705483413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/happyhalloween.html' title='happy.halloween'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TM3pvYXr7PI/AAAAAAAABwY/FIV2rjfDyoU/s72-c/IMG_2888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1390264257249006308</id><published>2010-10-21T19:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:48:21.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jett is such a cool guy. I love spending every day with him. He seems to understand the world he has entered into. One with a crazy mama, who always has a million things going on! Sometimes I feel sad when I drop him off at Jord's 3 mornings a week. Then I walk in her house and she has a comfy little bed waiting for him &amp;amp; I know I will be picking him up in just a couple hours. I know we miss each other a lot, but I also think it's good for both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also love going to my sweet little school. Today as I was unloading Jett to come to a SEP with me, I couldn't help but feel so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kody has guitar tonight. Sometimes I hate when he has to go, especially after a long day at work. But then he comes home so enthusiastic about his little students &amp;amp; I remember that I don't have to care about all the pointless paint ball gear he spends his money on :)! So while he was teaching away Jett and I went for the daily stroll around our sweet neighborhood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TMDp75gRiGI/AAAAAAAABto/QPzUbYQ61tc/s400/IMG_2833.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530677557668710498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TMDp7Slqm3I/AAAAAAAABtg/i6ooTNKgq08/s400/IMG_2835.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530677547222342514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is mostly a journal post. So I can always remember the sweetness of our life with our first baby, and how we spend our days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sorry for the randomness of our blog design at the moment. Kody got a hold of it and I'm not real sure where he was going with it? Hopefully I can fix it...&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/4786531192233672865-1390264257249006308?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1390264257249006308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1390264257249006308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1390264257249006308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1390264257249006308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-days.html' title='oh the days!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TMDp75gRiGI/AAAAAAAABto/QPzUbYQ61tc/s72-c/IMG_2833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7441028156917219311</id><published>2010-10-20T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:58:47.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lovin. life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiU5kpgI/AAAAAAAABtY/Sk8OIMCnPhI/s1600/IMG_2655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiU5kpgI/AAAAAAAABtY/Sk8OIMCnPhI/s400/IMG_2655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530356060950668802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK so maybe I wasn't exactly 'LOVIN LIFE" in this photo. Almost 3 weeks ago I had to get surgery on my toes. It was for the best, but I did everything to avoid it. But I became desperate and gave in. Not going to the gym towards the end of the pregnancy was killing me, and then the doc gave me the OK, and my toes were too much of a mess! I'm happy to say that this week I was able to get my running shoes on, and I hit the gym! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiBAXoII/AAAAAAAABtQ/yT_N-uJwzQg/s1600/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiBAXoII/AAAAAAAABtQ/yT_N-uJwzQg/s400/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530356055610466434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody has been playing paint ball A LOT. He loves it. So I try and love it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiBp8skI/AAAAAAAABtI/5o6hI1o35GU/s1600/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiBp8skI/AAAAAAAABtI/5o6hI1o35GU/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530356055784862274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love the Hulets. And spend, what some would say, way too much time together. We just can't stay away, we're couple BFFs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FhseaV_I/AAAAAAAABtA/qW6L95FYfMw/s1600/IMG_redo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FhseaV_I/AAAAAAAABtA/qW6L95FYfMw/s400/IMG_redo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530356050099329010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also were lucky enough to be invited to a murder mystery party in Dammeron Valley. It was SO FREAKIN MUCH FUN! Everyone was crazy into their parts, including my husband. I, on the other hand, just LOVED catching up with my DV family. It was a great night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EvE-3pLI/AAAAAAAABs4/O4i2PznrH8o/s1600/IMG_2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EvE-3pLI/AAAAAAAABs4/O4i2PznrH8o/s400/IMG_2778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530355180504589490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This sweet baby turned 3 months TODAY! I love him. Like alot. Here are a few pics taken this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EuuqW5jI/AAAAAAAABsw/YLSEIrP_lhY/s1600/IMG_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EuuqW5jI/AAAAAAAABsw/YLSEIrP_lhY/s400/IMG_2786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530355174512977458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_Euld7DbI/AAAAAAAABso/s-oPcQyb3GE/s1600/IMG_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_Euld7DbI/AAAAAAAABso/s-oPcQyb3GE/s400/IMG_2790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530355172044901810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EuefvV4I/AAAAAAAABsg/GgyDnw9ENKI/s1600/IMG_2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EuefvV4I/AAAAAAAABsg/GgyDnw9ENKI/s400/IMG_2817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530355170173474690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EtuTZHJI/AAAAAAAABsY/eP69JxepdjY/s1600/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_EtuTZHJI/AAAAAAAABsY/eP69JxepdjY/s400/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530355157236784274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last pic includes his bud Carter. Jett goes to Carter's house in the morning on Mon-Wed-Fri, and Carter comes to our house in the afternoon on those same days. It works out great, and we love having little (big) Carter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is also my nephew Trey's birthday!! He is 4 years old, and I LOVE HIM! I spent this last weekend up north visiting my fam (without Kode, and my camera!). It was such a fun relaxing couple of days! I also had the chance to catch up with some besties Meg and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://etotheclarkin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;So fun. You're welcome Shay for talking you into a birthday party and then bailing on you! :) I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7441028156917219311?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7441028156917219311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7441028156917219311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7441028156917219311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7441028156917219311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/lovin-life.html' title='lovin. life.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TL_FiU5kpgI/AAAAAAAABtY/Sk8OIMCnPhI/s72-c/IMG_2655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2557907686392608111</id><published>2010-10-03T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:21:30.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what's better than jimmy and jt?!!</title><content type='html'>This is one of my most favorite things I have seen in a long time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Thanks &lt;a href="http://kateandgraham.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for posting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="384" height="283" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget.nbc.com/videos/nbcshort_at.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;amp;clipID=1252017&amp;amp;showID=243&amp;amp;siteurl=http://www.nbc.com?vty=fromWidget_Video&amp;amp;dst=nbc|widget|NBC Video&amp;amp;__source=nbc|widget|NBC Video"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.nbc.com/videos/nbcshort_at.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;amp;clipID=1252017&amp;amp;showID=243&amp;amp;siteurl=http://www.nbc.com?vty=fromWidget_Video&amp;amp;dst=nbc|widget|NBC Video&amp;amp;__source=nbc|widget|NBC Video" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="384" height="283" align="middle" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2557907686392608111?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2557907686392608111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2557907686392608111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2557907686392608111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2557907686392608111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-better-than-jimmy-and-jt.html' title='what&apos;s better than jimmy and jt?!!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3408010377733109000</id><published>2010-10-02T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T15:00:13.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>one more thing...</title><content type='html'>In my last post I just "mentioned" the wonderful people who were so willing to take Jett for me. I have been feeling like they deserve much more than that. They all knew I was a bit stressed out, and they all offered to come help. I didn't even have to ask! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shay, you sacrificed so much to come down and help me. Bringing your 2 boys, and leaving Slade at home wasn't very easy! We appreciate it SO MUCH. Thank you for always being so selfless. We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynd! I know it was asking a lot to take our baby when you have one of your own, and the cutest little toddler! Thank you so so much!! Hanging out and having lunch was also the bomb! We love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaden, it made my heart so happy to come home to you 2 asleep together on the couch. Keeping Jett at home with you was so perfect. Thank you so much for coming over on Fridays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys made my first month away from Jett more than manageable! He was taken care of and loved. I hope you know how thankful we are to know that you are all just a phone call away in a time of need!! We are the luckiest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3408010377733109000?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3408010377733109000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3408010377733109000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3408010377733109000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3408010377733109000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-more-thing.html' title='one more thing...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8898045440757334470</id><published>2010-10-01T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T14:36:02.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's OCTOBER and I'm HAPPY about it</title><content type='html'>Wow. &lt;div&gt;September was an adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was seriously one of my favorite months in a long time, but man I'm exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first month of preschool is always a good one to have behind me. I love the feeling of having everything structured, in a good routine, and no surprises! All three of these feelings never happen in the first month of preschool. But now, everything is great. The kids are super fun, the teachers are doing great, and I have finally stopped running around like a crazy person. Ahhhhh September is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also didn't start Jett at his babysitters until the first week of October. He will be going to my good friend Jordan's (who also has a little guy exactly one month younger than Jett, we're doing a trade) house 3 mornings a week. This meant that I needed to coordinate someone to watch my sweet baby during that time. It got crazy! He spent those mornings with Shay, Kody, Lyndy, Kaden, and 2 times he had to come with me to the school. Luckily he's the sweetest, so it wasn't too hard finding family willing to take him! Monday will be his first time going to Jordan's. Ahhhh September is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually I just kinda "make it through" October. I know you're all going to gasp with what I'm about to say but..... I kinda hate Halloween. It's super fun and everyone loves it, but it really only means one thing to me - Preschool Party. Remember when I said I like structure, routine, and no surprises, well that's not exactly how preschool parties go. Luckily I planned a super fun day for the students last year and I plan on repeating it! I'm going to try and get excited this year. Maybe I'll even dress up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are other things happening in October that DO make me excited though. Like class pictures, Fall break spent up north, and cooler weather! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So like I said, it's October and I'm happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8898045440757334470?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8898045440757334470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8898045440757334470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8898045440757334470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8898045440757334470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-october-and-im-happy-about-it.html' title='it&apos;s OCTOBER and I&apos;m HAPPY about it'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3182349676256938102</id><published>2010-09-23T18:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T19:50:51.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mile.stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time of year is always so special to me. Full of memories and new beginnings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuInPY2FI/AAAAAAAABrA/M1jcN6985JU/s400/l_5dbcf33bf2217b6ca59305bf99a943bc%5B1%5D.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267600012564562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILESTONE #1: We have been Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Kody Rogers for 3 YEARS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time has FLOWN by! This picture was taken when we were still dating. I look at these two people and can't help but think how naive we were!!! I think if we knew what was to come in the years ahead we would be excited, nervous, surprised, but mostly proud. Kody and I have been through so much, and I can't wait to see what we conquer next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuIQ3iAlI/AAAAAAAABq4/5z-oVwHJPZ0/s400/IMG_2436.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267594006921810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILESTONE #2: Talent Sprouts embarks on year 3!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, VERY rarely, I'm lost for words. That happens to be the case when I speak of this place. I can never find the right thing to say when people ask me about it. No matter if things are going great, or I'm so stressed I haven't slept for days, I always feel like crying. It has been the hardest thing I have ever done, but I would never take back any of the experiences it has offered me. Every time I unlock the doors, ready to welcome all my sprouts, I feel so much pride. Thank you Talent Sprouts for pushing me to my limits, showing me who I am, and allowing me to have another year of.... who knows, I never know what's coming at me next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuIOoEalI/AAAAAAAABqw/_z6s__rCeXs/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267593405196882" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILESTONE #3: Rin turns 244444444444&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right. There is a 4 next to that 2. What the!! When did I even get to the 20's?! I had THE best birthday this year. I got to celebrate it with that little man. I remember last year on my birthday wishing so hard that I would be lucky enough to be a mom someday. I couldn't feel more complete then I do when I look at that sweet face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuHxD5_1I/AAAAAAAABqo/DTgvSWINp_0/s400/IMG_0674+(2).JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267585468890962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILESTONE #4: Creekside has been my home for 1 YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say that owning your own home is the American Dream. I have to agree. We have loved our little home! We have made so many memories here already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuHhS33_I/AAAAAAAABqg/LGVInlBKHOo/s400/IMG_3719.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267581236699122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILESTONE #5: Jett is 2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett's 2 month Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 lb. 5 oz: 6 percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;22 inches: 12 percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a little guy, but they say he's 100% healthy and that's all that matters! We have loved having him in our home. Here are just a few things to remember about Jett at 2 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves his MOBY. And I love to get things done while snuggling my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's starting to move on from the binky. Kinda bittersweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's a great sleeper! He has slept in his bed from day 1, and is working on soothing himself. Thank you babywise! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still LOVES his changing table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always knew that at some point some one would enjoy my singing.... thanks baby J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He holds his head up like a champ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He isn't more of a mommy's boy or a daddy's boy. I think he loves us both the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE LOVE JETT KODY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvsFcT17LI/AAAAAAAABqY/t7_FYAqufvk/s400/FH000004.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520265346515594418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think MILESTONE #6 is the biggest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010 marks year 5 of graduating high school, and moving to St. George!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyr, Ang, and I made the big move to St. George 5 freaking years ago!!! They have both moved back up north, but here I am, holding it down in the STG. SO MUCH has happened in those 5 years. More than I could have ever imagined! Moving over 10 times, finding Kody, getting married, opening a business, buying a house, and having a baby all happened in this little town. I think it's almost time I start calling it home... Nope, my heart still sank when I said that. I love this town, and don't plan on moving any time soon, but Pine Circle will always be my home. I will continue to guilt my parents out of selling the house I grew up in. Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, life is crazy. Reflecting back on all these moments makes me think of how BLESSED I am. My life is good. Great actually. I share it with some amazing people, which is always the most important thing. I hope I always smile when I look back at what made me who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3182349676256938102?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3182349676256938102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3182349676256938102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3182349676256938102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3182349676256938102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/09/milestones.html' title='mile.stones'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJvuInPY2FI/AAAAAAAABrA/M1jcN6985JU/s72-c/l_5dbcf33bf2217b6ca59305bf99a943bc%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6430108349532379327</id><published>2010-09-20T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:40:25.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no water, no electricity, &amp; so much fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday we headed out to spend the weekend at the cabin in Zion. We were so excited to get out of town and escape the heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgIeZxjyQI/AAAAAAAABqQ/3KqPCX60Mtc/s400/IMG_2482.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170661750393090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drive up is beautiful! It's fun to have your trip start even on the ride up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgIdRsXC8I/AAAAAAAABqI/uTXLb-BCM3I/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170642401233858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody was SO EXCITED to finally be at the cabin! He loves it there, and so do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgIBwqHPII/AAAAAAAABqA/7hHK0viNCT4/s400/IMG_2483.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170169676971138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett was exhausted by the drive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgIAvNpzyI/AAAAAAAABp4/1b9a2eKAI-k/s400/IMG_2491.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170152109297442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my MOBY and so does Jett! Ha, look at that face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgH_3jBdaI/AAAAAAAABpw/05f9uVaa9yo/s400/IMG_2492.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170137166542242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got our tinfoil dinners going as soon as we got there. They were so delicious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgH-wl6jyI/AAAAAAAABpo/7t2r_xtifp0/s400/IMG_2496.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170118119755554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So excited to spend the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgH-JB8cbI/AAAAAAAABpg/fUjfrzqGLzY/s400/IMG_2503.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170107499901362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we got up and ate breakfast. Then let the games begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHJoMQc4I/AAAAAAAABpY/ig0QBhYbIUo/s400/IMG_2507.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519169205331587970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love 10 days in the USA! It's my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHJDodyYI/AAAAAAAABpQ/y0NdqORx7J4/s400/IMG_2508.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519169195517790594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody, Ed, and Jett enjoying the weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHIT9x9GI/AAAAAAAABpI/TLPBSmFlp_8/s400/IMG_2511.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519169182722290786" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHIDiYT2I/AAAAAAAABpA/acPWJQvwxZk/s1600/IMG_2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHIDiYT2I/AAAAAAAABpA/acPWJQvwxZk/s400/IMG_2518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519169178312396642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHHSC4D0I/AAAAAAAABo4/gtFIHw00CWQ/s1600/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgHHSC4D0I/AAAAAAAABo4/gtFIHw00CWQ/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519169165026922306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha! We love Max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGHRK78VI/AAAAAAAABow/96rINWd-EUA/s1600/IMG_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGHRK78VI/AAAAAAAABow/96rINWd-EUA/s400/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519168065280667986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this pic! Max was way to busy to pose for a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGG2fRteI/AAAAAAAABoo/3YVl9OVg1N0/s1600/IMG_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGG2fRteI/AAAAAAAABoo/3YVl9OVg1N0/s400/IMG_2530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519168058118223330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's feeling a little better about it now.. I love Rocko's hand on Jett's leg. They're buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGGBtExrI/AAAAAAAABog/phV4iyFissM/s1600/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGGBtExrI/AAAAAAAABog/phV4iyFissM/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519168043949016754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGFrjh5uI/AAAAAAAABoY/HzFqDlvbFgM/s1600/IMG_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGFrjh5uI/AAAAAAAABoY/HzFqDlvbFgM/s400/IMG_2532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519168038003402466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just about to start our smores..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGFKqAc8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/FNDGnLNvDBE/s1600/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgGFKqAc8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/FNDGnLNvDBE/s400/IMG_2537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519168029172200386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay for the Butlers!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFGiVUB9I/AAAAAAAABoI/IYgEc5YPMPo/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFGiVUB9I/AAAAAAAABoI/IYgEc5YPMPo/s400/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519166953196095442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFGOVa1eI/AAAAAAAABoA/zwVj5ytKDXU/s1600/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFGOVa1eI/AAAAAAAABoA/zwVj5ytKDXU/s400/IMG_2551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519166947827832290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFFDNTjzI/AAAAAAAABnw/EGiTTJ9az-s/s1600/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFFDNTjzI/AAAAAAAABnw/EGiTTJ9az-s/s400/IMG_2558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519166927661141810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFEkTpc1I/AAAAAAAABno/k9WPQ5z7qUc/s1600/IMG_2562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgFEkTpc1I/AAAAAAAABno/k9WPQ5z7qUc/s400/IMG_2562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519166919366243154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the morning of our last day there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD_cF_L5I/AAAAAAAABng/Sti449dUzzI/s1600/IMG_2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD_cF_L5I/AAAAAAAABng/Sti449dUzzI/s400/IMG_2565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519165731750490002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD-FBbS8I/AAAAAAAABnY/hcvpMFHiFYc/s1600/IMG_2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD-FBbS8I/AAAAAAAABnY/hcvpMFHiFYc/s400/IMG_2574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519165708377476034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing trains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD9qfQPYI/AAAAAAAABnQ/2rIt1CBoIYw/s1600/IMG_2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD9qfQPYI/AAAAAAAABnQ/2rIt1CBoIYw/s400/IMG_2581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519165701254823298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention this was day 3 at the cabin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD9OuewMI/AAAAAAAABnI/-khMaI6r5Xo/s1600/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD9OuewMI/AAAAAAAABnI/-khMaI6r5Xo/s400/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519165693802496194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those smiles make me so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD8c01l-I/AAAAAAAABnA/GM0F_etU7gM/s1600/IMG_2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgD8c01l-I/AAAAAAAABnA/GM0F_etU7gM/s400/IMG_2591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519165680407386082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew! We finally made it home. We were all exhausted, and dirty! Thanks family for an AWESOME weekend!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-6430108349532379327?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6430108349532379327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6430108349532379327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6430108349532379327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6430108349532379327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-water-no-electricity-so-much-fun.html' title='no water, no electricity, &amp; so much fun'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TJgIeZxjyQI/AAAAAAAABqQ/3KqPCX60Mtc/s72-c/IMG_2482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-680834020190158741</id><published>2010-09-09T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:03:59.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfHAPc2mI/AAAAAAAABmI/F-z0qUxjfDM/s1600/IMG_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfHAPc2mI/AAAAAAAABmI/F-z0qUxjfDM/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515114161364589154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfGvig3mI/AAAAAAAABmA/IQxWLXGhpsU/s1600/IMG_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfGvig3mI/AAAAAAAABmA/IQxWLXGhpsU/s400/IMG_2457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515114156881141346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfGTjVgII/AAAAAAAABl4/K1RKQZShM8g/s1600/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfGTjVgII/AAAAAAAABl4/K1RKQZShM8g/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515114149368397954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfF-7xZbI/AAAAAAAABlw/UiBpFOWfzFk/s1600/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfF-7xZbI/AAAAAAAABlw/UiBpFOWfzFk/s400/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515114143833744818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize. I've been selfish. Keeping this ADORABLE baby all to myself. I promise to update more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-680834020190158741?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/680834020190158741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=680834020190158741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/680834020190158741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/680834020190158741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-love.html' title='my love'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TImfHAPc2mI/AAAAAAAABmI/F-z0qUxjfDM/s72-c/IMG_2459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6624243137951820832</id><published>2010-08-19T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:26:13.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this video makes me think the unthinkable....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe I want a mini van??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4786531192233672865-6624243137951820832?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6624243137951820832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6624243137951820832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6624243137951820832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6624243137951820832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-video-makes-me-think-unthinkable.html' title='this video makes me think the unthinkable....'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3390550309064850902</id><published>2010-08-17T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:09:25.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love You... Bye!</title><content type='html'>What do I do again?&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'm THE Talent Sprout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And a mom. A NEW mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How's it going so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I feel like I'm getting the hang of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Classes haven't started yet, but this doesn't mean things have been slow. They have been unusually BUSY actually. Which is great. But unusual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...And when classes do start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmm, well I'm doing the best I can right now. Keeping super organized. Finalizing all Plan A's, and getting all Plan B's in place. That's right, I'm going to start with always having a Plan A &amp;amp; Plan B for any and all foreseen stressful situations. We will see about a Plan C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall feelings for the 2010-2011 school year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SO excited. But still a little nervous about having Jett now. Let's face it, for the past 2 1/2 - 3 years I have been Obsessed with Talent Sprouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That's going to have to tone down a bit, but I plan to be as involved as I have been, just a bit more in moderation. I don't have a Plan B for this situation, because I will ALWAYS be 100 % involved in ALL things Talent Sprouts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;More work from home, more trustworthy teachers at the school, and a baby that will love it as much as me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year will be GREAT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**What's with the post title?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When leaving a message to a Preschool parent today I ended with a fabulous "Love You Bye". Yes, I'm mortified. I didn't realize until after I had hung up. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Plan A: she finds it funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Plan B: she really thinks I love her for making her tot a sprout, which I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm not even going to think about Plan C on this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4786531192233672865-3390550309064850902?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3390550309064850902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3390550309064850902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3390550309064850902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3390550309064850902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-you-bye.html' title='Love You... Bye!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-156294678514791918</id><published>2010-08-13T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:18:22.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Right this second....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TGXM096EC6I/AAAAAAAABlc/8glgsyZhtzE/s1600/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TGXM096EC6I/AAAAAAAABlc/8glgsyZhtzE/s400/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505031329873660834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett's hangin' out in his onesie, loving his binky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-156294678514791918?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/156294678514791918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=156294678514791918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/156294678514791918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/156294678514791918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-this-second.html' title='Right this second....'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TGXM096EC6I/AAAAAAAABlc/8glgsyZhtzE/s72-c/IMG_2346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-270269144799589353</id><published>2010-08-08T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:22:46.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had Shay for a sister..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This would be her smiling face..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GzklXYdI/AAAAAAAABlU/_6LUPUREgMw/s400/IMG_2276.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503195121477706194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would have a fridge full of precooked meals, along with everything delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would have the most ADORABLE nephews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would know the number to the lady who knows everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would know what it feels like to have someone to count on for everything no. matter. what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would have a best friend from birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..You would have all these things and TONS more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am the luckiest to call Shay my sister. She is the most amazing person, and I got to spend the entire week with her!! We had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mom also was here this weekend and she helped me sanitize &amp;amp; clean Talent Sprouts from top to bottom, sprained back and all! I love both these ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also took a short trip up north last weekend. I couldn't stand that all of my family hadn't met my adorable baby boy. Here are some pics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GzXBPPoI/AAAAAAAABlM/LUUo4lsm94k/s400/DSCN0352.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503195117836516994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody and Grandpa. Sorry it's sideways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GMTO7O-I/AAAAAAAABlE/vT8tYC0g1y4/s400/IMG_2267.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503194446805285858" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GL5ZdOOI/AAAAAAAABk8/d0CmkcefdF0/s1600/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GL5ZdOOI/AAAAAAAABk8/d0CmkcefdF0/s400/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503194439870134498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GLuDPDGI/AAAAAAAABk0/qCff0SnW6LY/s1600/IMG_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GLuDPDGI/AAAAAAAABk0/qCff0SnW6LY/s400/IMG_2197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503194436824140898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..So does Caden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GLDpzggI/AAAAAAAABks/iQ5R0QQFmAQ/s1600/IMG_2190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GLDpzggI/AAAAAAAABks/iQ5R0QQFmAQ/s400/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503194425443189250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GK2s_EsI/AAAAAAAABkk/8xfzK3zt5c4/s1600/DSCN0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GK2s_EsI/AAAAAAAABkk/8xfzK3zt5c4/s400/DSCN0380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503194421966869186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slade and the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9EmdGLn2I/AAAAAAAABkU/a0CsinMDHpI/s1600/DSCN0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9EmdGLn2I/AAAAAAAABkU/a0CsinMDHpI/s400/DSCN0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192697106308962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Popi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElzhpJeI/AAAAAAAABkM/wM3DjbrpYMo/s1600/DSCN0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElzhpJeI/AAAAAAAABkM/wM3DjbrpYMo/s400/DSCN0343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192685947200994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Ronnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElkSjxCI/AAAAAAAABkE/GdmogJIDJ4k/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElkSjxCI/AAAAAAAABkE/GdmogJIDJ4k/s400/IMG_2204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192681857401890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElMz-TzI/AAAAAAAABj8/qfQZ8I6VQ9U/s1600/DSCN0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ElMz-TzI/AAAAAAAABj8/qfQZ8I6VQ9U/s400/DSCN0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503192675555102514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DsFbrndI/AAAAAAAABj0/gFHWLb_TXRQ/s1600/DSCN0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DsFbrndI/AAAAAAAABj0/gFHWLb_TXRQ/s400/DSCN0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503191694321622482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryder meeting his new cousin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9Dr6dajMI/AAAAAAAABjs/gto_SH4UgS8/s1600/DSCN0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9Dr6dajMI/AAAAAAAABjs/gto_SH4UgS8/s400/DSCN0316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503191691376102594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caden eating, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DrbFbdlI/AAAAAAAABjk/VGEtkBP8sp8/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DrbFbdlI/AAAAAAAABjk/VGEtkBP8sp8/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503191682953999954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grammy great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DrDC1E3I/AAAAAAAABjc/19syQ_ySURw/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9DrDC1E3I/AAAAAAAABjc/19syQ_ySURw/s400/Copy+of+IMG_2175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503191676500644722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Tara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CouoeUWI/AAAAAAAABjE/f0kHBDAjqIk/s1600/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CouoeUWI/AAAAAAAABjE/f0kHBDAjqIk/s400/IMG_2295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190537150026082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love eating at the Oaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CoZ-NOOI/AAAAAAAABi8/NDWZFE9SIT0/s1600/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CoZ-NOOI/AAAAAAAABi8/NDWZFE9SIT0/s400/IMG_2289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190531604035810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CoEGSY8I/AAAAAAAABi0/1e4Byc7Lp9w/s1600/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9CoEGSY8I/AAAAAAAABi0/1e4Byc7Lp9w/s400/IMG_2291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190525732348866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9Cngt9QoI/AAAAAAAABis/vyvJwkZ6oPc/s1600/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9Cngt9QoI/AAAAAAAABis/vyvJwkZ6oPc/s400/IMG_2288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503190516235059842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a fun trip! It definitely was not long enough, and we can't wait to go back!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had some pretty fun visitors last week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and Steph stopped by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9AEMjcpVI/AAAAAAAABik/qG1h6Yn-yw0/s1600/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9AEMjcpVI/AAAAAAAABik/qG1h6Yn-yw0/s400/IMG_2296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503187710503593298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9AD41iG3I/AAAAAAAABic/mqbpXtWHlMk/s1600/IMG_2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9AD41iG3I/AAAAAAAABic/mqbpXtWHlMk/s400/IMG_2302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503187705210739570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ADnIcr0I/AAAAAAAABiU/ug947JfnDbk/s1600/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ADnIcr0I/AAAAAAAABiU/ug947JfnDbk/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503187700458237762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so did Kaden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ADGwRZ9I/AAAAAAAABiM/hWLVL7aIrQc/s1600/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ADGwRZ9I/AAAAAAAABiM/hWLVL7aIrQc/s400/IMG_2313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503187691766900690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ACv9LEuI/AAAAAAAABiE/hRNTs4UgI9M/s1600/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9ACv9LEuI/AAAAAAAABiE/hRNTs4UgI9M/s400/IMG_2314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503187685646996194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are still having the time of our lives with this baby! Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-270269144799589353?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/270269144799589353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=270269144799589353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/270269144799589353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/270269144799589353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-you-had-shay-for-sister.html' title='If you had Shay for a sister..'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TF9GzklXYdI/AAAAAAAABlU/_6LUPUREgMw/s72-c/IMG_2276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4598827222684553639</id><published>2010-07-28T15:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:50:54.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made it through our first week! Spending time with Kody and Jett for a whole week without having to think about anything else was amazing. Kody is now back at work, and as for me? I'm learning something new every day on how to be a good mom to this little person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCj4whJoyI/AAAAAAAABh8/LPk1mLDLCso/s400/IMG_2130.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499075340511322914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have continued to have fun visitors. Here is Jett with Grandma Great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCj4GyK2rI/AAAAAAAABh0/4K-m8Wm6N3g/s400/IMG_2120.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499075329308416690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also met his super cute cousin Falin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjiBNQ1PI/AAAAAAAABhs/DUAhd00htu8/s400/IMG_2123.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074949854319858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to go on walks around our neighborhood. We have made this a daily outing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjhklGiKI/AAAAAAAABhk/EfohEqRqhvw/s400/IMG_2152.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074942169680034" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjhMPumPI/AAAAAAAABhc/lc4yvqDX8yw/s1600/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjhMPumPI/AAAAAAAABhc/lc4yvqDX8yw/s400/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074935637580018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also has found the joys of a binky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjgltH6TI/AAAAAAAABhU/m_sVIotggYM/s400/IMG_2142.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074925291890994" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjgTw4YZI/AAAAAAAABhM/tTFg05YIW5M/s1600/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCjgTw4YZI/AAAAAAAABhM/tTFg05YIW5M/s400/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074920475812242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love this little guy! I feel so lucky! I love taking care of him, even in the middle of the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to see what week 2 has ahead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4598827222684553639?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4598827222684553639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4598827222684553639' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4598827222684553639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4598827222684553639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/07/week-1.html' title='week #1'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TFCj4whJoyI/AAAAAAAABh8/LPk1mLDLCso/s72-c/IMG_2130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2724826178004785051</id><published>2010-07-23T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:02:57.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He is HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where to begin?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normally I would never admit to the 4 (yes, you read that right FOUR) false alarms we experienced in the last weeks of pregnancy, but I want to remember everything &amp;amp; this is my only written record so far... Can we say first time parents?! I will cut myself some slack and say that there were LEGITIMATE reasons for each false alarm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, let's move on from that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett Kody Rogers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;July 20,2010 7:21 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 pounds 15 ounces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19 1/2 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnrwcVku7I/AAAAAAAABg8/7pkj0E03goA/s400/IMG_2096.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497184037655329714" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnrv0iIJ7I/AAAAAAAABg0/S6FasNm06z0/s1600/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnrv0iIJ7I/AAAAAAAABg0/S6FasNm06z0/s400/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497184026970564530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a doctors appointment that morning, and he sent us straight over to the hospital. We were checked in at 12:00 pm, and the process began! Once my water was broken things just progressed right along. It was such an amazing experience, I LOVED every minute of it! I started pushing at around 6:45 and he was here by 7:21. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnkbnK5UzI/AAAAAAAABgs/VpUnDi6J4CI/s1600/DSCN0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnkbnK5UzI/AAAAAAAABgs/VpUnDi6J4CI/s400/DSCN0280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497175983204684594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is just to awesome not to share! They do not let you eat until after the baby is born, and let's just say I was starving! They promised me a sandwich as soon as I delivered. So yes, this is moments after delivery and I am shoving my face with food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnkZ6Wf05I/AAAAAAAABgU/uP6MT9NsY1g/s400/DSCN0279.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497175953993880466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody is AMAZING. I always knew he would be such a special dad, but I don't think I could have prepared myself for what an incredible experience it is just watching him with Jett. I'm a lucky lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnkZeCFB9I/AAAAAAAABgM/pgjOxq5mExM/s1600/DSCN0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnkZeCFB9I/AAAAAAAABgM/pgjOxq5mExM/s400/DSCN0289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497175946392045522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY MOM! So with all the "false alarms" happening she couldn't stay away, just in case something did finally happen. She ended up spending 9 days here with us before the baby actually came. I don't think, well I'm certain, that I couldn't have made it through those days without her! We had a blast, well as much fun as you can have with an emotional, HUGE, ready to pop 39 weeks pregnant person. Bless her heart. She was around during labor and delivery, but we sadly sent her on her way back home on Wednesday morning. We miss her already. Love you Grammy!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have the best family and friends. Jett is so loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjhFxRumI/AAAAAAAABgE/9hwaWoOpNX8/s1600/DSCN0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjhFxRumI/AAAAAAAABgE/9hwaWoOpNX8/s400/DSCN0285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497174977806449250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Cheryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjgkOOU4I/AAAAAAAABf8/za9uOQmEpDQ/s1600/DSCN0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjgkOOU4I/AAAAAAAABf8/za9uOQmEpDQ/s400/DSCN0293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497174968801055618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjgCEirWI/AAAAAAAABf0/pGQZ91ZBp-w/s1600/DSCN0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjgCEirWI/AAAAAAAABf0/pGQZ91ZBp-w/s400/DSCN0292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497174959633640802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjfmACRGI/AAAAAAAABfs/klSVoyhw7F4/s1600/DSCN0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjfmACRGI/AAAAAAAABfs/klSVoyhw7F4/s400/DSCN0288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497174952098546786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjfCm-31I/AAAAAAAABfk/onaOHwtTKxM/s1600/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnjfCm-31I/AAAAAAAABfk/onaOHwtTKxM/s400/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497174942598225746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Lacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEniiIGCUTI/AAAAAAAABfc/VoOWBVsOG2w/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEniiIGCUTI/AAAAAAAABfc/VoOWBVsOG2w/s400/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497173896098631986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last few days have been amazing. We have been able to just take some time at home to relax, and get to know our new addition. We are REALLY looking forward to some time with the Call family. I can't wait for them to meet Jett. I better forewarn you all that blogging is going to be taken to a whole new level. It is the best way to keep my family up to date on what Jett is up to, and how he is growing and changing. If this has the potential to annoy you, you might want to find a new read ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here a few pictures we just snapped a few minutes ago. Seriously, how cute is he???!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnihiXvJnI/AAAAAAAABfU/lt7shwUZKFo/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnihiXvJnI/AAAAAAAABfU/lt7shwUZKFo/s400/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497173885972326002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnihH6JtsI/AAAAAAAABfM/eiaea2oAbeo/s1600/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnihH6JtsI/AAAAAAAABfM/eiaea2oAbeo/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497173878868915906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnigtCXLNI/AAAAAAAABfE/zU8tC_drHcM/s1600/IMG_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnigtCXLNI/AAAAAAAABfE/zU8tC_drHcM/s400/IMG_2113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497173871655595218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnigOUr6sI/AAAAAAAABe8/dCOLIZ-t-MY/s1600/IMG_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnigOUr6sI/AAAAAAAABe8/dCOLIZ-t-MY/s400/IMG_2115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497173863410952898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2724826178004785051?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2724826178004785051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2724826178004785051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2724826178004785051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2724826178004785051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-to-begin-normally-i-would-never.html' title='He is HERE'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TEnrwcVku7I/AAAAAAAABg8/7pkj0E03goA/s72-c/IMG_2096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7263151143475971282</id><published>2010-07-09T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:49:34.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is for girls.. But I can't help myself.</title><content type='html'>Amiga's,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Kody calling out from reality introducing himself to the virtual blog world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I blog about?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORK-WORK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work was a blast, the zipper in my pants broke so I had to walk around with my arms crossed in-front of my fly all day..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numbers numbers numbers.. I hear it all day.  Who would have thought I would have been a banker?!  I was thinking an astronaut.. sailboat captain.. something with a little more gumption.   My job is fun though.  I get to go to work and pretend like I'm the KING of finances.. APR, APY, PBB, TOEW, LMAO.  I'm a champ with the acronym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love me some summer weather, I wish I could live in the swimming pool.  I'm understanding the harsh realities of growing older though.  Everyday it seems like I'm contributing to the growing "HANDLES of LOVE" on my back.  I wish they'd go away, but if I were to step up and do something active who would keep me in the now about all the things happening in the sports world?!  Thank the Lord for SportsCenter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YARD WORK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to do yard work.  On my days off I'm out there at 7 am just making sure each area of my lawn is getting enough water.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacie always talks about getting the lines straight while vacuuming the carpet. (so it always looks nice)  Funny thing is I'm the same way with my grass and my lawnmower, but I have to use some creativity.  Making my lines all diagonal and SHI, pretty awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my previous chapter I talked about my lovely wife and her OCD (acronym) Tendencies..  No one on this earth fits me better than this girl.  I'm sure there are days when she could chop my head of or make me a unik.  But she doesn't, and to me that's love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon we're having a child.. I don't know if you knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be fun.  I will describe him now.  BIG head, thick hair, chubby, short, chatty. What a bundle of joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, well ladies.. blogging has been awesome.  Stacie woke up, and my blog is over..  I read it to her, she's approved these humble words and the post has been submitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  My Love Handles aren't that bad, are they?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TDfRYP3DnNI/AAAAAAAABds/XRGMxsiUkKs/s1600/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TDfRYP3DnNI/AAAAAAAABds/XRGMxsiUkKs/s400/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492088485106130130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7263151143475971282?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7263151143475971282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7263151143475971282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7263151143475971282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7263151143475971282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/07/blogging-is-for-girls-but-i-cant-help.html' title='Blogging is for girls.. But I can&apos;t help myself.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TDfRYP3DnNI/AAAAAAAABds/XRGMxsiUkKs/s72-c/IMG_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-706414956758998323</id><published>2010-07-01T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:25:05.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>other peoples children...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b8cpaAKI/AAAAAAAABdc/rUHxgTmqPkc/s1600/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b8cpaAKI/AAAAAAAABdc/rUHxgTmqPkc/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489144614874644642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b71y_tgI/AAAAAAAABdU/QHae9XeNRrM/s1600/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b71y_tgI/AAAAAAAABdU/QHae9XeNRrM/s400/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489144604445881858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b7Q8JpaI/AAAAAAAABdM/9eroLgvp6XM/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b7Q8JpaI/AAAAAAAABdM/9eroLgvp6XM/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489144594552169890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UsSi6G7I/AAAAAAAABdE/e5HZ_RgCHSY/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UsSi6G7I/AAAAAAAABdE/e5HZ_RgCHSY/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136640703732658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UsGAF39I/AAAAAAAABc8/B6lMk8KSz3w/s1600/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UsGAF39I/AAAAAAAABc8/B6lMk8KSz3w/s400/IMG_2183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136637336477650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UrQ38PlI/AAAAAAAABc0/owScg8Lzr1M/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1UrQ38PlI/AAAAAAAABc0/owScg8Lzr1M/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136623075212882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6oHF71I/AAAAAAAABcs/Dir8VJ_HhAc/s1600/l_93bc0dea0924010e113b95e65916ecbe%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6oHF71I/AAAAAAAABcs/Dir8VJ_HhAc/s400/l_93bc0dea0924010e113b95e65916ecbe%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489134687987560274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6cMyW0I/AAAAAAAABck/an-bQp2DfOw/s1600/n1260583881_1783778_3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6cMyW0I/AAAAAAAABck/an-bQp2DfOw/s400/n1260583881_1783778_3121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489134684790217538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6OU6AiI/AAAAAAAABcc/SqD6tXK40X0/s1600/FH000007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S6OU6AiI/AAAAAAAABcc/SqD6tXK40X0/s400/FH000007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489134681066177058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S5hd3WHI/AAAAAAAABcU/fdlExA2-HJ4/s1600/FH000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S5hd3WHI/AAAAAAAABcU/fdlExA2-HJ4/s400/FH000006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489134669024155762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S5c4xM5I/AAAAAAAABcM/pEZxluchajg/s1600/FH000015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1S5c4xM5I/AAAAAAAABcM/pEZxluchajg/s400/FH000015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489134667794822034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could ask around....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I doubt you would meet someone who has been around "other peoples children" as much as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I admit, all experiences were voluntary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Preschool/dance teacher for 5 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nanny for 3 1/2 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Aunt for 3 1/2 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have met so so so many of them. I can honestly say that I have loved them all. Even the ones that made me a bit crazy, because honestly how else can you appreciate the really cooperative ones?!! I love my toddlers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When people hear that I teach preschool, their usual comment is "oh that will get old quick". I usually just smile to this. I don't know what it is about toddlers. They intrigue me. I'm never bored when I am around them. I can never predict my day. One minute I might be laughing about a conversation they are having about Jesus, the next I could be sprinting across the room to save a child from a superman move off the tiny blue chairs. Regardless what is happening that day, I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which brings me to the point of writing this post. After spending SO MUCH time with other peoples children, what's it going to be like to spend time with my own? I know your response, I've heard it a MILLION times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IT WILL BE SO MUCH DIFFERENT, YOU'LL LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which I honestly believe. But I guess I just wonder if I will be different. I nanny'd for the greatest family on the planet. Each of them taught me so much. Am I going to act like Jett's nanny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have seen so many mother-child interactions at the school. Sometimes I can be so quick to judge, then I quickly remind myself of the NO children I am currently raising. But, let's be honest I do pick out my favorites and aspire to be them. Will I be the one I WANT to be, or the "other one"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I certainly have great MOM examples in my family. I was raised by a very wise and wonderful lady. Watching my sister raise children has been amazing. Watching ALL 3 of my sisters raise children has been so neat. My mother-in-laws have also taught me a lot. I feel very lucky to be surrounded by awesome moms. Will I be lucky enough to be a mixture of all these ladies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love teaching preschool. My classes run so smoothly, and I honestly feel like it's what I was supposed to do. Everything is structured and planned. Am I going to act like Jett's preschool teacher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are all the questions I ask myself as I am up all night peeing or re-positioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I'll be a mixture of all those things. Maybe I'll take on a whole new personality. But do you know what I really hope to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jett's MOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/4786531192233672865-706414956758998323?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/706414956758998323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=706414956758998323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/706414956758998323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/706414956758998323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/07/other-peoples-children.html' title='other peoples children...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TC1b8cpaAKI/AAAAAAAABdc/rUHxgTmqPkc/s72-c/IMG_1289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7424916094276049648</id><published>2010-06-23T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:33:04.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a crazy couple of weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 2 1/2 weeks ago we had a little scare, but I am HAPPILY still pregnant and hoping to hang on for at least one more week. And of course it all had to happen while Kody was out of town for work. Well it took one hysterical call to my mom to get her on a plane to St. George. Yeah, I'm pretty lucky. After another doctors visit, we decided it would be OK to head up north. So me and my mom packed up and got on our way. I thought it would be good for me to de-stress and relax. We also picked up my nephews, who were staying with some family while my sister was at girls camp, on the way. Needless to say our 5 hour drive home turned into 12. I'll just leave it at that. Horrific. We did manage to make the best out of it. Even Cade....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3qS9WLfI/AAAAAAAABcE/7dbJIvpVa4E/s400/IMG_1943.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486078864618040818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is at the hotel we hung out at in Orem while waiting for family to drive down and pick us up. We had a tire blowout. Awesome. Sadly, this is the one picture I got of the 5 day stay. Kody was in Salt Lake already, so he just met us at my parents house. We had a great trip! The weather was awesome, and we did a whole lot of nothing! It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have also been working on the kiddos room. It has been so much fun. Here is the picture of the before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3p5DhAfI/AAAAAAAABb8/XWLj1fXyDpE/s400/IMG_1684.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486078857664594418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few after pics. We still have a tiny bit to do, but you'll get it. We painted and got new carpet throughout the bedrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3o7a9MbI/AAAAAAAABbs/ZTFWZQ3rF4U/s1600/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3o7a9MbI/AAAAAAAABbs/ZTFWZQ3rF4U/s400/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486078841119912370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody refinished this dresser/changing table. I think it turned out great, we love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3obc0lUI/AAAAAAAABbk/71PQzAHtLZk/s1600/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3obc0lUI/AAAAAAAABbk/71PQzAHtLZk/s400/IMG_2005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486078832537802050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2gHO1fRI/AAAAAAAABbc/LbWmWqBtKfg/s1600/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2gHO1fRI/AAAAAAAABbc/LbWmWqBtKfg/s400/IMG_2002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077590159850770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaden painted these for me. I L.O.V.E. them!!! He's the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2f112GfI/AAAAAAAABbU/trxQzzPAxLM/s1600/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2f112GfI/AAAAAAAABbU/trxQzzPAxLM/s400/IMG_2000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077585491630578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The crib!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are all set and ready for his debut! Becoming parents is going to be awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also celebrated father's day. Dads are so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2fXCmq0I/AAAAAAAABbM/oDaepOs9Ai0/s1600/FL010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2fXCmq0I/AAAAAAAABbM/oDaepOs9Ai0/s400/FL010002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077577223646018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and my dad. I love him. He sends me funny texts all the time. It's not easy living far from him. He always has the best advice, which I need OFTEN, and calming sense about him, which I need even more OFTEN! I love him and I am so lucky he is my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2e8wSbYI/AAAAAAAABbE/e4ssJMCtcrs/s1600/FH010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2e8wSbYI/AAAAAAAABbE/e4ssJMCtcrs/s400/FH010024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077570167500162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jase is the best dad. He has the most special little boy. Ryder is so much fun to be around, and I love watching him with Jason. I hope he had a great fathers day, and I wish I could have been there. I'm sure Tara and Ryder spoiled him. I love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2eppvA8I/AAAAAAAABa8/Y-ukl_hWmjw/s1600/IMG_1987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ2eppvA8I/AAAAAAAABa8/Y-ukl_hWmjw/s400/IMG_1987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077565039739842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's this crazy person? Oh yeah, the father of my children. And that makes me the LUCKIEST!! I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS DAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so blessed to have such great people in our lives. We have needed extra love lately, and have definitely received it. A lot of loving visitors and extra yummy dinners have been made for us. Thank you!!!!! We love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7424916094276049648?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7424916094276049648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7424916094276049648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7424916094276049648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7424916094276049648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-crazy-couple-of-weeks-about-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TCJ3qS9WLfI/AAAAAAAABcE/7dbJIvpVa4E/s72-c/IMG_1943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4411324403219481223</id><published>2010-06-04T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:35:29.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I thought I would try something besides just my usual rambles. Just a little update on the Rogers'....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlbNDstf1I/AAAAAAAABa0/yEe_67P1TdM/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010701562183506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jett still manages to take center stage without even being here yet! This would be a very flattering 8 month pregnant picture. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavxCJ4fI/AAAAAAAABak/YgHZRJIvUsQ/s1600/IMG_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavxCJ4fI/AAAAAAAABak/YgHZRJIvUsQ/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010198335644146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much do I love life in this pic? Ha!! Well the Shoppes had a bit of a block party a couple weekends ago. It really was a fun day! Kody and I just hung out and talked to a bunch of fun families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavpC49kI/AAAAAAAABac/d3UvdxbD6Fs/s1600/IMG_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavpC49kI/AAAAAAAABac/d3UvdxbD6Fs/s400/IMG_1908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010196191245890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody supporting the family biz. He's the bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up next is pics of the Spring Show! It was actually all the way back on May 15th. Aren't they adorable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavGAD5jI/AAAAAAAABaU/pB0Dym5wRoA/s1600/IMG_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlavGAD5jI/AAAAAAAABaU/pB0Dym5wRoA/s400/IMG_1903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010186784138802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the 4 year olds I could get in one shot. Love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlau1fwTNI/AAAAAAAABaM/Iuk600gL5I8/s1600/IMG_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlau1fwTNI/AAAAAAAABaM/Iuk600gL5I8/s400/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010182353669330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kode rockin out with one of his guitar students!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preschool Graduation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This school year seriously FLEW BY! Through the whole graduation I couldn't believe it was actually happening. I love love love all those sprouts. Sad to see them head off to Kindergarten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlaueC--LI/AAAAAAAABaE/77obBL18ThU/s1600/IMG_1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlaueC--LI/AAAAAAAABaE/77obBL18ThU/s400/IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479010176058980530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have any pictures of Memorial Day weekend, but we had a blast! We spent most of our time in the pool, but we also had many bbqs, hung out with friends, and celebrated Ed's birthday! We ended the weekend with Ben and Steph! Kody got to ride four-wheelers, while Steph and I did what we do best... sit and chat. We are so thankful for great family and friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend will be pretty relaxed. Kody heads up north for more work stuff on Monday, and I will meet him up there on Wednesday to spend the week with my fam! I am so excited for our last trip up north before Jett comes! Holy crap July is coming so fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4411324403219481223?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4411324403219481223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4411324403219481223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4411324403219481223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4411324403219481223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/06/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/TAlbNDstf1I/AAAAAAAABa0/yEe_67P1TdM/s72-c/IMG_1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8082240430760193929</id><published>2010-05-21T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:41:34.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>game changer</title><content type='html'>Dr. Phil says to find a game changer. Something that puts a new perspective on life.&lt;div&gt;What is my game changer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jett. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's still cookin' for 64 more days, but to think of the effect he has had already is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has certainly lit a fire in my life. I honestly had a STRESS FREE day today. I can't remember the last time there wasn't something in the back of my mind lingering. Before I would just let it linger, content with the fact that I needed to "wait" for it to fix itself. With his arrival getting closer and closer, I needed to be brave. Fix them myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike many people, I don't have a boss. The amount I work is completely up to me. I have never worked harder. Being 7 1/2 months pregnant has given me more energy than I thought possible. I love working and thinking of how Jett will benefit from it. My hope is that he will be able to learn from our mistakes, be proud of the decisions we made, and become a better person not just from his experiences but from ours as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited for the summer. Allowing to let the "unknown" go, and only be in the "known". I couldn't have done this without my little bun in the oven. I am enjoying being pregnant so much. It's amazing. July will be a great month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8082240430760193929?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8082240430760193929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8082240430760193929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8082240430760193929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8082240430760193929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/05/game-changer.html' title='game changer'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2092619925540181095</id><published>2010-05-10T21:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:56:04.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby shower shower shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jNfM2-MII/AAAAAAAABZ8/uw5DzHD91b0/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jNfM2-MII/AAAAAAAABZ8/uw5DzHD91b0/s400/IMG_1818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469847683352899714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Jett is a very loved baby already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The first shower was a couple weeks ago hosted by Michele (Kody's aunt). So many loving family members pitched in to make the evening great!!!! THANK YOU!!! The pic above is Kode and I loving all the great stuff we received. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Special thanks to Michele, Lynd, Cheryl, and Grandma for all the hard work. We love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMc8KMU1I/AAAAAAAABZs/7y87vEAEtX0/s1600/IMG_1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMc8KMU1I/AAAAAAAABZs/7y87vEAEtX0/s400/IMG_1812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469846544998749010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of Kaden,Lynd, Lace, and Kathy hanging out at Michele's. We had so much fun just chatting and eating all the great food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower #2 was given by these two gals....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMcdQLOoI/AAAAAAAABZc/ufLiRcmc200/s1600/IMG_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMcdQLOoI/AAAAAAAABZc/ufLiRcmc200/s400/IMG_1838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469846536702343810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shay and Tara hosted a morning brunch/open house at Shay's house this past Saturday. So many family and family friends made it over. I don't get to see them too much, so we had a lot of catching up to do. I received so many great gifts, and can't wait to be able to use them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMb5gLFyI/AAAAAAAABZU/ib41IcGAOL0/s1600/IMG_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMb5gLFyI/AAAAAAAABZU/ib41IcGAOL0/s400/IMG_1825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469846527105767202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shay and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMblRXCUI/AAAAAAAABZM/z3MPAyL6C4Q/s1600/IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jMblRXCUI/AAAAAAAABZM/z3MPAyL6C4Q/s400/IMG_1824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469846521674926402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tara and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower #3! SO FUN. I have been friends with these awesome girls for YEARS. Some even go clear back to Kindergarten. I am so thankful that I was blessed with such great friends growing up. I miss them all. THANK YOU Ang and Chris for putting the whole thing together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLCLY5RPI/AAAAAAAABY8/UylWDnsbnFs/s1600/IMG_1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLCLY5RPI/AAAAAAAABY8/UylWDnsbnFs/s400/IMG_1832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469844985718850802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We managed to get a pic towards the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(left to right) Kyr, Shay, Meg, Jess, Me, Jordan (we had a joint shower, her baby boy will be here the first of Sept.), Ang, Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley and Christy are in the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so lucky to have such great family and friends who love us. I can't thank all the great ladies enough for putting the work in to these fun showers. All the gifts are so much appreciated, and I was so happy to see everyone who could make it to each of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made the best of a short trip packed with so much!! Kody was happy to be hanging out and golfing with my dad and brothers during all the showers! Thanks guys for being so good to my Kode! We spent the whole day Sunday celebrating Mothers Day with my fam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLB7bdcxI/AAAAAAAABY0/x8gMa-1uzmY/s1600/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLB7bdcxI/AAAAAAAABY0/x8gMa-1uzmY/s400/IMG_1840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469844981434643218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am seriously the luckiest. My mom is the BEST. She loves her family, and does so much for each of us. I'm happy there is a special day to celebrate her being a mom. I am grateful for her. She will be down here this weekend because I need her help. She does this often. I know that if I make the phone call she'll drop everything and drive the 5 hours. How do I know this? It's happened MANY times in the past 5 years of living down here. LOVE YOU MOM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Isn't that the cutest pic of her and my dad?! I snagged it while we were hanging out at their favorite place Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLBbqfsfI/AAAAAAAABYs/-FCnmXHxrWc/s1600/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jLBbqfsfI/AAAAAAAABYs/-FCnmXHxrWc/s400/IMG_1846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469844972907770354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had brunch at G&amp;amp;G Bakers' in Pleasant View. The boys love the ducks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to make sure and wish a HAPPY MOTHERS DAY to all the moms in our life! We love you all and think you are GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all had a fantastic Mother's Day with your mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2092619925540181095?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2092619925540181095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2092619925540181095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2092619925540181095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2092619925540181095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-shower-shower-shower.html' title='baby shower shower shower'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S-jNfM2-MII/AAAAAAAABZ8/uw5DzHD91b0/s72-c/IMG_1818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2031612636158545253</id><published>2010-04-20T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:38:18.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just for me.</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep. It is only 10:30, but in my world that is late. I need to get some things off my mind. So if your planning on getting something out of this post, I don't know like entertainment maybe, come back another time. This post is just for me.&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling VERY claustrophobic. Like I have all these thoughts and opinions no one knows about, and it's driving me crazy. Should I be brave? Share them? Be brutally honest? I'm not sure. Mostly because I'm still deciding if they even matter. If opening the can of warms is going to be beneficial in any way. Hmmm, can of warms? Interesting. I didn't know I thought of them as "cans of warms". This is helping already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're thinking "what the..." I warned you. You will most likely get nothing out of this post. But I must. If I want to sleep tonight I must continue on with my rambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy. Content. Happy. All words that sum up the past couple months. As the new months, that have been oh so dreaded since they passed the year before, come creeping up I find my sanity slipping away. This is a bit sad. Mostly because the most important day in my life, next to my spur-of-the-moment wedding day, will be happening in these "dreaded" months. I hate that I "dread" something in my life. But let's face reality: summer+talent sprouts= the unknown. What's more scary than the unknown??!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my own sake (which is the purpose of this whole post) I'm going to try and connect the first point to the second. My life is pretty predictable. Predictable in that I'm sure if you read this blog you have a pretty good idea of what my day to day consists of. Family/friends &amp;amp; Talent Sprouts. Now if you actually know me in real life (beyond the blog), you know that when I say Talent Sprouts, I actually mean TALENT SPROUTS. It's a very large part of my life. It's me. Something I take very seriously and very personally. I'm proud of it &amp;amp; myself. And at times I feel taken advantage of. Is that my can of warms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your still reading, you can feel like you were helpful in contributing to my full nights sleep. I'm still unsure if I'm actually going to hit the "publish post" button. But having this blog for as long as I have, reading back to posts like this are my favorite. And the title sums it up well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This EDIT is for all of the phone calls and comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No I will not fix the "warms"! Please read the title one more time. JUST FOR ME. That's how I spell warms, that's how warms should be spelled, and that's how I'm going to teach my preschoolers to spell warms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha OK. I know you're all right, but it was 10:30! PM! Cut me some slack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm still not changing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2031612636158545253?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2031612636158545253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2031612636158545253' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2031612636158545253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2031612636158545253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-for-me.html' title='just for me.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-1206760947100242378</id><published>2010-04-12T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:53:46.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>23 &amp; pregnant</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel way to young and immature to even think about molding a young child into an adult.&lt;div&gt;Like the times when Kody and I are racing down to the pool like maniacs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when we are so EXCITED that road rules real world challenge is back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when we think it is a great idea to walk to church, then hitch a ride back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when Kody is doing yard work {shirtless}, and tries to yell at the kids standing on our back wall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT then I watch 16 and pregnant. Is it sad and wrong to admit that it makes me feel WAY better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like that I'm actually married. Married to the BEST husband on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that we have our OWN house to bring JKR home to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that Kody works so hard and is able to support his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that my job is actually teaching OTHER PEOPLES children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure that even after Jett gets here we will still be as quirky as we are now. But I also think we will try our best to be GREAT parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-1206760947100242378?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1206760947100242378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=1206760947100242378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1206760947100242378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/1206760947100242378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/04/23-pregnant.html' title='23 &amp; pregnant'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3801437280284654428</id><published>2010-04-07T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:18:10.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogers Domination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HLE-KjJI/AAAAAAAABYU/aXf3CpBpP0I/s1600/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HLE-KjJI/AAAAAAAABYU/aXf3CpBpP0I/s400/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457596579081522322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year there is one family that conquers ALL. All that is the Call Family Easter Egg Extravaganza! This year the Rogers' took no prisoners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HK0DjUuI/AAAAAAAABYM/U97fhz9mX98/s1600/IMG_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HK0DjUuI/AAAAAAAABYM/U97fhz9mX98/s400/IMG_1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457596574540714722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pine Circle gang. Minus Tara who was VERY ill. Some would say this gave Kode and I an advantage, especially considering Tara's egg hunting history, but I'm not buying it. And of course Tracie, the mom, is behind the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HKTF0bgI/AAAAAAAABYE/ADFGXR9WHJA/s1600/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HKTF0bgI/AAAAAAAABYE/ADFGXR9WHJA/s400/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457596565691854338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are. Cute as ever. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HJ7roW-I/AAAAAAAABX8/FW8VGColQ2A/s1600/IMG_1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HJ7roW-I/AAAAAAAABX8/FW8VGColQ2A/s400/IMG_1752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457596559407995874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody with some of our winnings. You may be confused on how that could possibly fit inside a tiny plastic egg. Just know our game is very complicated. I won't go into it now... We are very PUMPED about all our new grill utensils for our new grill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GEIwIZ9I/AAAAAAAABX0/s-ipSyvsCuQ/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GEIwIZ9I/AAAAAAAABX0/s-ipSyvsCuQ/s400/IMG_1742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457595360325691346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The babes are also in on the action. Trey did very well himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GDmvj8HI/AAAAAAAABXs/SDN1wsYIZYs/s1600/IMG_1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GDmvj8HI/AAAAAAAABXs/SDN1wsYIZYs/s400/IMG_1735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457595351196495986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryder on the other hand thought it was way more fun to throw the eggs on the pool. He's cute, so we let him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCwBGwqI/AAAAAAAABXk/hBYIHg2TMZE/s1600/IMG_1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCwBGwqI/AAAAAAAABXk/hBYIHg2TMZE/s400/IMG_1731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457595336506131106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the night before. We colored eggs. If you are wondering if the events in the picture above ended in disaster... your right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCqaRhFI/AAAAAAAABXc/3skfNA-j-x4/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCqaRhFI/AAAAAAAABXc/3skfNA-j-x4/s400/IMG_1721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457595335001080914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm always attempting those nephew pics. They always turn out about like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCMmtCgI/AAAAAAAABXU/YK1z3IV_V9k/s1600/IMG_1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71GCMmtCgI/AAAAAAAABXU/YK1z3IV_V9k/s400/IMG_1720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457595327000152578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the cutest pic. I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had such a blast up north. Like always. Easter is always something to look forward to! My mom and dad make it so fun and memorable. I wish I had more pics of the games they had us playing for the prizes. Spa day here I come!!! I did get to eat at every restaurant I've been craving! They all lived up to my expectations. I am going to have to hit El Matador when we go back in May. Kody had his first experience at Smith and Edward's. That place is insane. It did not disappoint, they even have a new snack bar with Farr's Ice Cream!! Bob, however, would not let me get a single scoop with two flavors.. So I one upped him and got a double scoop! YES. We ended the trip with a stop at IKEA. We love that place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all had a great Easter!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3801437280284654428?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3801437280284654428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3801437280284654428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3801437280284654428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3801437280284654428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rogers-domination.html' title='Rogers Domination'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S71HLE-KjJI/AAAAAAAABYU/aXf3CpBpP0I/s72-c/IMG_1738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4661751754754211512</id><published>2010-04-01T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:25:09.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb9eL3ejXmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb9eL3ejXmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4661751754754211512?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4661751754754211512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4661751754754211512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4661751754754211512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4661751754754211512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-this.html' title='I love this.'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8229571804342544761</id><published>2010-04-01T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:08:00.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REFRESH</title><content type='html'>This week, mostly today...... well right now, I need to be be refreshed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I don't follow my usual morning routine it seems like my whole day is messed. I have a full list of errands to run, emails to write, and a house to clean but here I am blogging and catching up on the Biggest Loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is dragging on. But the good news is that today kicked off a 4 day weekend! And the bad news... I have to wait all the way til tomorrow night to leave for our trip up north. We haven't made it up since Christmas, and I am craving everything about home lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is it about chubby people getting skinny that makes me tear up every time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is April 1st. Wow. I can't believe how time is just flying by me. 6 months pregnant means I have 3 months left before I'm a mom. Yes, you read that right, MOM. The best thing about it is that also means Kody will be a DAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer better pass by as quickly as Spring! Ha. I know, I can keep wishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this blog session has helped. I feel all my motivation coming back now. Yeah right. Have a HAPPY EASTER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-8229571804342544761?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8229571804342544761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8229571804342544761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8229571804342544761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8229571804342544761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/04/refresh.html' title='REFRESH'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3256328167393749142</id><published>2010-03-24T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:13:58.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my fave fours!</title><content type='html'>I can never pass up a good tag! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of my TOP 4S...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Shows I Like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 Rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parenthood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Passions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kody&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Babe coming in July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talent Sprouts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;family &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Phrases I say a lot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;These pants don't fit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHHHHHHH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm hungry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Someday Places:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NYC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seattle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vancouver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greece&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Things done yesterday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preschool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean the Preschool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay the b.i.l.l.s. {Tuesdays are FUN!}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Look Forward tos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;JULY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my pool opening&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easter up North&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kody coming home from work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Winter Faves:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Layers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fireplace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chili&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Wish List Items:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a BIG bathtub &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trailer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bike with a baby trailer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 friends to tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karlee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4786531192233672865-3256328167393749142?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3256328167393749142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3256328167393749142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3256328167393749142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3256328167393749142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-fav-fours.html' title='my fave fours!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-2789954584411619422</id><published>2010-03-16T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:11:29.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jett update at 22 weeks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5_xWsr1qCI/AAAAAAAABXM/gbIfmd52cZg/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5_xWsr1qCI/AAAAAAAABXM/gbIfmd52cZg/s400/IMG_1693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449339446396037154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it seems you can't avoid these. The self portraits of the growing mid-section. I'm going to blame it on my friends and family who won't stop with the "what do you look like now?!" comments. I do have some shots taken by the husband, but he just couldn't get the right angle. HA. I soon found out that I'm not sure if there is such a thing for me anymore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5_xWHdOy0I/AAAAAAAABXE/wmW_BY9TmfQ/s1600-h/IMG_1692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5_xWHdOy0I/AAAAAAAABXE/wmW_BY9TmfQ/s400/IMG_1692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449339436402658114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had an appointment today. Short, easy, and fun! But my doc informed me this would probably be the last one of those. Hmmm I think I'll let my mind wonder on what he actually means by this... I'm sure all you mothers out there know exactly what he means! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have officially started "decorating" the little guys room. Step 1=painting... didn't go too smooth. I'm going to blame my behavior on the hormones. :) Sadly Kody, Shay, and Steph were all apart of my hormonal paint color rage. We did have to move onto plan F, but I think we're both happy with it. Step 2=new carpet on Saturday!! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't believe I'm more than half way there! July still feels forever away, which helps me sleep at night. My to-do list keeps getting longer, and the time in the day keeps getting shorter!! I'm still way more excited than stressed out, can't wait!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-2789954584411619422?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2789954584411619422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=2789954584411619422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2789954584411619422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/2789954584411619422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/03/jett-update-at-22-weeks.html' title='Jett update at 22 weeks!!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5_xWsr1qCI/AAAAAAAABXM/gbIfmd52cZg/s72-c/IMG_1693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-8212440978939909308</id><published>2010-03-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:54:12.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn's Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't start in on all the happenings with out first mentioning Barry and Cathy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qSKZ2wOBI/AAAAAAAABW8/_gkWRQ6ANY4/s1600-h/IMG_1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qSKZ2wOBI/AAAAAAAABW8/_gkWRQ6ANY4/s400/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827406694922258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They made our trip! And all I have to give in return is our first born. Totally acceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the beginning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were on our way on Friday. The next pics pretty much sum up how excited me and Steph were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR9Ty0tjI/AAAAAAAABW0/53LyeFRuWg0/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR9Ty0tjI/AAAAAAAABW0/53LyeFRuWg0/s400/IMG_1591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827181729527346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$5 (3) footlongs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR9JQpINI/AAAAAAAABWs/ojmaz_NdabM/s1600-h/IMG_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR9JQpINI/AAAAAAAABWs/ojmaz_NdabM/s400/IMG_1592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827178901807314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course the orange made an appearance the whole trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR8wNXtMI/AAAAAAAABWk/nI29ie6oxzk/s1600-h/IMG_1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR8wNXtMI/AAAAAAAABWk/nI29ie6oxzk/s400/IMG_1598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827172177196226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is for Angie. The minute I saw a pickle in a bag, it instantly reminded me of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At midnight we finally made our debut at the LEGACY LODGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR8hCjunI/AAAAAAAABWc/DG_qbjCihQI/s1600-h/IMG_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR8hCjunI/AAAAAAAABWc/DG_qbjCihQI/s400/IMG_1618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827168105314930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we spent the whole weekend enjoying this lovely (giant) lodge. Thanks Uncle Bob and Aunt Christi!!! Ben's family is so great, such great hosts all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR7xVRjaI/AAAAAAAABWU/7KtKK5ejKPk/s1600-h/IMG_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qR7xVRjaI/AAAAAAAABWU/7KtKK5ejKPk/s400/IMG_1602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827155298913698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steph had a thing with this deer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRHvJOKrI/AAAAAAAABWM/KfhluLesRaI/s1600-h/IMG_1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRHvJOKrI/AAAAAAAABWM/KfhluLesRaI/s400/IMG_1603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447826261358291634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and Kode getting ready to spend the day shooting. They did awesome. Not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRG4Ov-1I/AAAAAAAABWE/PwZBbSsBy20/s1600-h/IMG_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRG4Ov-1I/AAAAAAAABWE/PwZBbSsBy20/s400/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447826246617529170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steph and I joined them mid-day to see if we could give them some luck. Didn't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGrn7v1I/AAAAAAAABV8/CfjA0RYLdjQ/s1600-h/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGrn7v1I/AAAAAAAABV8/CfjA0RYLdjQ/s400/IMG_1615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447826243233496914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This might have been the one of the 4/200 times they actually shot the clay pigeon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGU-y4wI/AAAAAAAABV0/oHp85TnAol8/s1600-h/IMG_1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGU-y4wI/AAAAAAAABV0/oHp85TnAol8/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447826237155369730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a pic I took of the awesome staircase leading up to our bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGN0gI8I/AAAAAAAABVs/YrLSyhN1ksA/s1600-h/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qRGN0gI8I/AAAAAAAABVs/YrLSyhN1ksA/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447826235233149890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQKQ-ratI/AAAAAAAABVk/7rEkZUlidvU/s1600-h/IMG_1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQKQ-ratI/AAAAAAAABVk/7rEkZUlidvU/s400/IMG_1629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447825205288987346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group shot before we left on Sunday. Yes, Stephanie is sitting on the deer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJyaiMJI/AAAAAAAABVc/UZt2fu5jJWE/s1600-h/IMG_1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJyaiMJI/AAAAAAAABVc/UZt2fu5jJWE/s400/IMG_1631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447825197084323986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way back to Phoenix we enjoyed some Oreganos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJgipkII/AAAAAAAABVU/ZxREdxEyFZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJgipkII/AAAAAAAABVU/ZxREdxEyFZ0/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447825192286523522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carrots MAY keep cancer away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJcbIT2I/AAAAAAAABVM/MGEvMs2aobY/s1600-h/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQJcbIT2I/AAAAAAAABVM/MGEvMs2aobY/s400/IMG_1633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447825191181242210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday night we headed over to Kody's aunt Margie's to celebrate Adam's birthday. We were happy to be able to make it over at least once to say hello! We love spending time with them. Above is a pic of Kody and Lilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQInTzUxI/AAAAAAAABVE/AAaqKtr5GNU/s1600-h/IMG_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qQInTzUxI/AAAAAAAABVE/AAaqKtr5GNU/s400/IMG_1634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447825176923427602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN2gnnyVI/AAAAAAAABU8/Oj8FrkTsMzY/s1600-h/IMG_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN2gnnyVI/AAAAAAAABU8/Oj8FrkTsMzY/s400/IMG_1634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447822666866608466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN2Es3WnI/AAAAAAAABU0/MXrt_PPvijw/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN2Es3WnI/AAAAAAAABU0/MXrt_PPvijw/s400/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447822659372407410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Kaden, and Danny enjoying some homemade pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN1QWHP3I/AAAAAAAABUs/JcFcCr67uvw/s1600-h/IMG_1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN1QWHP3I/AAAAAAAABUs/JcFcCr67uvw/s400/IMG_1637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447822645318336370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN1G18YtI/AAAAAAAABUk/etM2aiq91Mc/s1600-h/IMG_1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN1G18YtI/AAAAAAAABUk/etM2aiq91Mc/s400/IMG_1640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447822642767487698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this picture is hilarious. Such a pregnant lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN05cs5qI/AAAAAAAABUc/8ydGuNFdXAk/s1600-h/IMG_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qN05cs5qI/AAAAAAAABUc/8ydGuNFdXAk/s400/IMG_1651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447822639171954338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLJesVNTI/AAAAAAAABUU/80eQ8kR7N60/s1600-h/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLJesVNTI/AAAAAAAABUU/80eQ8kR7N60/s400/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447819694232122674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly, Layla, and Isabella playing together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Monday we tried to fit in as much as possible. We had to leave the house in enough time to get to Last Chance at opening time. We LOVE Last Chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLJIIvfLI/AAAAAAAABUM/0D3ij-NBFFs/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLJIIvfLI/AAAAAAAABUM/0D3ij-NBFFs/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447819688177269938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate at Cheesecake Factory to recover from a morning full of great deals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLIbGoZjI/AAAAAAAABUE/KjQzKDV5HnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLIbGoZjI/AAAAAAAABUE/KjQzKDV5HnQ/s400/IMG_1658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447819676088821298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody, by far, had the BEST time at Last Chance. He can be a shopper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLH5vZP6I/AAAAAAAABT8/cCwXIet7gCA/s1600-h/IMG_1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLH5vZP6I/AAAAAAAABT8/cCwXIet7gCA/s400/IMG_1659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447819667132989346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love the Hulets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLHbXCXXI/AAAAAAAABT0/vChIg6RqKb0/s1600-h/IMG_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qLHbXCXXI/AAAAAAAABT0/vChIg6RqKb0/s400/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447819658977762674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch we headed over to the Scottsdale stadium to watch a Spring Training game. Giants vs Dodgers. It was so fun! Steph and I had a hard time focusing in on the game because of all the hilarious people around us. So entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFHO-zVQI/AAAAAAAABTs/-egZoMwLIqo/s1600-h/IMG_1661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFHO-zVQI/AAAAAAAABTs/-egZoMwLIqo/s400/IMG_1661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447813058585122050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody enjoying the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFGjjKufI/AAAAAAAABTk/6z-_HNWfylY/s1600-h/IMG_1663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFGjjKufI/AAAAAAAABTk/6z-_HNWfylY/s400/IMG_1663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447813046926490098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFGIe8d_I/AAAAAAAABTc/yuIMf_q1gvY/s1600-h/IMG_1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFGIe8d_I/AAAAAAAABTc/yuIMf_q1gvY/s400/IMG_1666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447813039661021170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a little bit chilly. Good thing Cathy had us stock up on blankets. Thanks Cath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFFTCeBKI/AAAAAAAABTU/Jt-qCeqBR48/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qFFTCeBKI/AAAAAAAABTU/Jt-qCeqBR48/s400/IMG_1670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447813025314505890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is really not a great pic of Steph and I, but the only one :(. I'll take the weird hand and closed eyes. Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDsWCqqII/AAAAAAAABTE/ULM27S7eSCg/s1600-h/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDsWCqqII/AAAAAAAABTE/ULM27S7eSCg/s400/IMG_1671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447811497112283266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDrQrU1fI/AAAAAAAABS0/wRtbZW1VzJY/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDrQrU1fI/AAAAAAAABS0/wRtbZW1VzJY/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447811478492337650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie's awesome attempt to sit on the baseball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDrBC6wEI/AAAAAAAABSs/cDyodCgssbE/s1600-h/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDrBC6wEI/AAAAAAAABSs/cDyodCgssbE/s400/IMG_1680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447811474296324162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was right before we didn't see a movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDqkwMEjI/AAAAAAAABSk/GPOuvxkNMe0/s1600-h/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qDqkwMEjI/AAAAAAAABSk/GPOuvxkNMe0/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447811466701574706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody taking over the wheel on the way home on Wednesday. This didn't last long because of the blizzards, and I think we all know Kody's record in driving in snow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was an AWESOME trip! Kody and I feel pretty lucky to have such great friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THANKS HULET'S!!!!!!!&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/4786531192233672865-8212440978939909308?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8212440978939909308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=8212440978939909308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8212440978939909308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/8212440978939909308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/03/brooklyns-finest.html' title='Brooklyn&apos;s Finest'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S5qSKZ2wOBI/AAAAAAAABW8/_gkWRQ6ANY4/s72-c/IMG_1624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-694307686049595453</id><published>2010-03-04T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:29:02.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someDAYS</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been thinking about my blog. I know everyone has these thoughts. What is this thing? Who am I writing too? Why did I blog about that? I mostly get the urge to stop blogging when I'm thinking to myself who is going to read this as I'm typing it. I know my super sweet grandparents and other family members read this so sometimes I think maybe I'll just go private and invite only them. Write really cheesy stuff about my perfect family. HA. But to be honest, comments or not, this thing clears my head. I do hate the "fakeness" that can come from these silly things. SO someDAYS....&lt;div&gt;I'm confused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have EVERYTHING figured out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kody gets on my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I re-paint my finger/toe nails far too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wipe that stupid grin off my face. I love life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch too much tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am WAY to obsessed with laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that Kody ever got on my nerves because I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shay and I will be on the phone not saying anything, just happy to be apart of each others day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I eat too much chocolate cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a new car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have anxiety about a new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't listen to any music in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am SO EXCITED about a new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I lived up north.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup that helped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nest Post: About my perfect Spring Break VACAY!!!!!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-694307686049595453?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/694307686049595453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=694307686049595453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/694307686049595453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/694307686049595453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/03/somedays.html' title='someDAYS'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-7620265161121143679</id><published>2010-02-19T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:06:24.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39eqPb8g6I/AAAAAAAABSc/G3bk1Kyao6s/s1600-h/baby+weined!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440170954678109090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39eqPb8g6I/AAAAAAAABSc/G3bk1Kyao6s/s400/baby+weined!!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He REALLY wanted us to stop calling him a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440170718474454722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39ecfgmxsI/AAAAAAAABSU/oQVXM-Jp6sA/s400/baby+profile!!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39eFzt89lI/AAAAAAAABSE/naZiVT0RDPc/s1600-h/baby+face!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440170328762152530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39eFzt89lI/AAAAAAAABSE/naZiVT0RDPc/s400/baby+face!!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Jett Kody Rogers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-7620265161121143679?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7620265161121143679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=7620265161121143679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7620265161121143679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/7620265161121143679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/02/introducing.html' title='Introducing'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S39eqPb8g6I/AAAAAAAABSc/G3bk1Kyao6s/s72-c/baby+weined!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-5875722583149281447</id><published>2010-02-18T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:30:01.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love holiday weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VOk2QE5I/AAAAAAAABR8/VtLk4kcNHjo/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439738371319534482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VOk2QE5I/AAAAAAAABR8/VtLk4kcNHjo/s400/IMG_1536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kody had Friday off from work! Yay. So after preschool, and his sweet deliver of these pretties...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439738363646037042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VOIQvzDI/AAAAAAAABR0/nl9rz9egSMY/s400/IMG_1521.JPG" /&gt;We headed off to lunch and the Parade of Homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VN8_UtwI/AAAAAAAABRs/5zktd2h1hg8/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439738360620168962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VN8_UtwI/AAAAAAAABRs/5zktd2h1hg8/s400/IMG_1535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many people think we're crazy for joining all those "out of towners", but I love it. And Kody loves me so off we went! The pic above is Kody taking any free item being offered from every garage! Even if it happens to be smokey bracelets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun just driving around. We went on a lot of roads I have never been on, which was fun! We "unexpectedly" ended up in the fields, which happens to be where Ben and Steph live. Well because we were in the neighborhood we stopped and chatted for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**The following is for those of you who do not read the Lemon's or the Hulet's blogs. They beat me to this post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They invited us to hang out and play games with the Lemons later than night. After an incident with a game piece (that may or may not have hit somebody in the face.....), we decided to take the ORB out for some fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439738352292589714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VNd938JI/AAAAAAAABRk/QreRmJVRRlg/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439737625478657330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33UjKX7dTI/AAAAAAAABRc/05lkqefumUk/s400/IMG_1541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439737617032974754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33Uiq6UkaI/AAAAAAAABRU/l16Cv-IH5DE/s400/IMG_1542.JPG" /&gt;I'm sure Steph is being a lot of help at this moment...&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at the first hill we went too. Just the perfect size to practice on. Everybody got a little cocky and was ready for Sunbrook after a few turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439737609619952866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33UiPS61OI/AAAAAAAABRM/nvsCAkMONUw/s400/IMG_1546.JPG" /&gt;POP - A - KODE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439737597705623218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33Uhi6UlrI/AAAAAAAABRE/rdalwAIAZ94/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" /&gt;Since Stephanie left this beauty off her blog, I thought I would share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439737596016872658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33UhcnsTNI/AAAAAAAABQ8/scfylY4tuOQ/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" /&gt;That's Karlee in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736741755757330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33TvuP-IxI/AAAAAAAABQ0/fuZ4Gxa1lzM/s400/IMG_1550.JPG" /&gt;Kody loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736735108147058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33TvVfDp3I/AAAAAAAABQs/U6Ud8k3UW88/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736727531664514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33Tu5QrtII/AAAAAAAABQk/LID2iOp1wcY/s400/IMG_1553.JPG" /&gt;Now we are strapping it to the hood of the car. Good thing the golf course wasn't too far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736723683123986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33Tuq7HoxI/AAAAAAAABQc/p4WrSkAfQ1c/s400/IMG_1557.JPG" /&gt;Trying not to get caught... Too bad the flash on my camera was pretty obvious. And the boys' giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736712615064162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33TuBsScmI/AAAAAAAABQU/62JCsQv8w00/s400/IMG_1558.JPG" /&gt;Having friends is fun. It's been so long since I've lived by all my friends, and I've forgotten how fun it is to be around girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught a nasty cold the next day that is still gracing me with it's lovely presence. We still had a great rest of the weekend spent mostly with the Hulets. I would say that they might getting sick of us, but Ben made us a fab homemade dinner on Monday, I'm going to take that as he's not ready to be rid of us yet! Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Valentine's Day as well! We have never really made a big deal out of the holiday, but did have sweet cards for eachother, hiding, waiting until Sunday morning. That was fun, and enough for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW is the big day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We find out if we are having a mr. rogers or a miss rogers. So excited, but mostly just to make sure that the babe is HEALTHY. Stay tuned to find out the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-5875722583149281447?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5875722583149281447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=5875722583149281447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5875722583149281447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/5875722583149281447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-holiday-weekends.html' title='i love holiday weekends'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S33VOk2QE5I/AAAAAAAABR8/VtLk4kcNHjo/s72-c/IMG_1536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6204002412574632999</id><published>2010-02-08T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:02:23.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black cherry shasta</title><content type='html'>makes a monday afternoon so happy!&lt;br /&gt;This week is week 6. Which means 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kody's last week of being away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kody has been away for 6 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BITTER&lt;/span&gt;. 6 weeks of no Kody makes me a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend the Davis' were in town! I love having them here. We are always just relaxing. No big agenda, just hang out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend BEFORE all the Call's (mom, dad, jason, tara, ryder) came down. They stayed in a friends house out in Corral Canyon. The boys had fun golfing, while I loved seeing Ryder and hangin with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And now all the things that are helping me get through week 6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Steph. My new favorite thing.&lt;br /&gt;Good tv. Ok, maybe "good" isn't the right word. But without Kody filtering through what I want to record I'm sadly consumed with the Bachelor, Real Housewives, and ABDC. The best thing about DVR.... I only have to waste one night on this nonsense that I love.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's week. I don't necessary love this, but it switches up daily routine!&lt;br /&gt;Every day is one day closer to finding if the our bun will be a GIRL or BOY. I feel like I'm in the blah pregnancy phase. The excitement has settled a bit, and now I'm just getting larger. I'm hoping that giving "it" a name will help me get through the long months. Let's face it... July isn't tomorrow! I did clean out the nursery. Now it's all ready for gender specific paint and new carpet! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;We will also be spending the weekend up north. I want to be honest and tell you all the real reason for this trip... I love my family, BUT here's the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;University Broiler &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moore's Family Restaraunt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maddox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;El Matador&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, those are all for eating. I have been CRAVING them all (in that order) forever. I'm so excited to eat at them all, hopefully more than once!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I should get some work done, so I hope you are all having a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MONDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-6204002412574632999?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6204002412574632999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6204002412574632999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6204002412574632999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6204002412574632999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-cherry-shasta.html' title='black cherry shasta'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-9144840208951974344</id><published>2010-02-04T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:40:18.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss him</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434535026444528578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S2tY0Cqk68I/AAAAAAAABQM/NGJK_Bkn8aQ/s400/n1449036228_30238969_5534558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm missing his easy happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing he comes home tonight!!!!!!!!! Until then I'll keep listening to my n'sync, ke$ha, and&lt;br /&gt;lady gaga while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Weekend!!!&lt;/strong&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/4786531192233672865-9144840208951974344?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/9144840208951974344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=9144840208951974344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9144840208951974344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/9144840208951974344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-him.html' title='i miss him'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S2tY0Cqk68I/AAAAAAAABQM/NGJK_Bkn8aQ/s72-c/n1449036228_30238969_5534558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-4033313727222485605</id><published>2010-01-27T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:41:34.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me!</title><content type='html'>here's a little update on life lately! Hopefully I'll start bloggin more!!&lt;br /&gt;Kody is home this week. So refreshing from the past three of him being gone. He does have to go on Monday for another two weeks, but after that he will be home for good! Well besides the weeks here and there, but I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all dying to know how the unborn Rogers' child is holding up! He/she is doing fab. We scheduled our appointment to find out which of the he/she this babe will turn out to be for Feb. 19. Mark your calendars, you know I'm counting down the days!!!! I'm still adjusting to pregnancy. Yesterday I went to work (which involves preschool children and dance classes), ran two miles, cleaned my house and school from top to bottom, made dinner, and went to a movie with some friends. Baby didn't really love all that. So I'm working on slowing down...&lt;br /&gt;Other than baby and Kody going out of town life has been pretty regular. We've enjoyed spending time together and with friends. We will be traveling up north and will have family traveling down in the next couple weeks, something to look forward too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-4033313727222485605?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4033313727222485605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=4033313727222485605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4033313727222485605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/4033313727222485605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-me.html' title='It&apos;s me!'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-3000880138786776576</id><published>2010-01-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:36:52.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprisingly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;January has been fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I say surprisingly because Kody has been gone for work most the month. In fact every week, while coming home on the weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saying I was dreading this would be an understatement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT hanging out with Kaden and Lacey while watching our favorite tv shows, Talent Sprouts extra programs in the evening, and meeting new (awesome) friends have made my weeks not only bearable but delightful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weekends are also a lot more eventful than usual! We fill them with as much fun stuff before he has to leave again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm still counting down the days until the 6 weeks are up! I'm just happy to not be in bed by 7:30 with no adult interaction all day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Kody will be flying back to St. George tonight....if all goes well. Cross your fingers the weather doesn't keep him in SLC for another day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4786531192233672865-3000880138786776576?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3000880138786776576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=3000880138786776576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3000880138786776576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/3000880138786776576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprisingly.html' title='Surprisingly...'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6157657742551946943</id><published>2010-01-08T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:00:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0fD7EMl4CI/AAAAAAAABN0/PmCpXaFcNpg/s1600-h/RubyTuesday%2520lg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424519695697305634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0fD7EMl4CI/AAAAAAAABN0/PmCpXaFcNpg/s400/RubyTuesday%2520lg%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't even know if thank you is enough for this WONDERFUL place!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I barfed. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Things I blame:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lacey and Kaden for making me stay up until 2:00 am the night before!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Grub Shak (ewwwwwwwww I just got the vom shivs...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The child shaped like a plum, but making me look like a balloon, living inside me.... wait who am I kidding, I can't blame "it"! I'm sticking with blames #1 and #2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well today I was still trying to recover from the day before. And I love preschoolers, but seriously did they really have to smell like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all day?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came home to my wonderful (last night was a different story...) husband, and he knew just what I needed (because last night he did NOT.)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RUBY TUESDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am seriously paying their bills this month. I have been there at least 3 times a week the past 4 weeks. It's unexplainable. The salad bar is like heaven on my plate. The staff knows that I don't even go to my table first anymore, it's straight to the food. They always have it so warm in there. I love it. Probably cause we're the only people there under the age of 55, but it's so comfortable! Even the most awful waitress on the planet won't keep me away! I am going to start requesting the cute kid with the glasses, I liked him a lot today. He kept my water filled, and lemons galore! I can honestly tell you the minute I stepped out the front door, I never felt better! It's like that EVERY time. It's magical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would love to recommend this lovely place to all of you, but I really don't want it getting crowded! So please go support, just don't hog the salad bar ok?&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/4786531192233672865-6157657742551946943?l=kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6157657742551946943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4786531192233672865&amp;postID=6157657742551946943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6157657742551946943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4786531192233672865/posts/default/6157657742551946943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodyandstacierogers.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank You....'/><author><name>Kody and Stacie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08876125475658423745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/R8sgb0U41dI/AAAAAAAAADk/aG80sebp5Xc/S220/P1011655.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0fD7EMl4CI/AAAAAAAABN0/PmCpXaFcNpg/s72-c/RubyTuesday%2520lg%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786531192233672865.post-6660708091661680985</id><published>2010-01-03T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:48:57.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear 2009,</title><content type='html'>I'm sad to see you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been VERY good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at this very time, when 2008 was wrapping up, I was desperate for a new year. We were ready to start fresh, begin a new chapter. Our one and only new years resolution: to better ourselves and our situation (in every view of life)! If we only new what 2009 would bring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spring brought succes for Talent Sprouts and the Rogers. Classes were full and prosperous, and Kody had just landed a new job! We seemed to be starting the year off right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer brought challenges, some forseen some not. Either way, it forced us even more to really decide what we wanted this Rogers family to be. Now, almost 6 months later, I smile about it. I love knowing that Kody and I are strong and persistant not only individually, but as a couple. The summer ended with a bang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422627866496689858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0ELUHOrZsI/AAAAAAAABNk/tqmwWWaB8gM/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" /&gt;House #23.&lt;br /&gt;Now known as the Rogers' Residence. What a perfect place.&lt;br /&gt;Buying this beauty at the very end of the summer also meant big projects for the fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Last fall feels like a blur! Talent Sprouts year 2 was well under way, while my new house was, well a mess! I'm grateful it only lasted about 3 weeks, living on concrete floors can get old! We spent every last bit of energy into making our house OUR HOME. As I'm curled up on my couch feeling hugged by my warm chocolate painted walls I would say it was a succes! Kody's hardwork also paid off big with a promotion! A very good day for the Rogers'. We also ended the fall with a B.A.N.G....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422627856157075250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0ELTgthZzI/AAAAAAAABNc/idcAcFu9LB4/s400/images%5B3%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look close.&lt;br /&gt;July will bring the newest addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have had every single side affect known to 1st trimester pregnancy. A few lessons I've learned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who would ever smile after throwing up all morning? Yes. I do. Wierd? Well that's just how excited I am!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Oprah's Best Surprise Moments" is an episode to wait and watch until pregnancy hormones are under control. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Genetics are real. Both my mom and sister warned me about the "belly". I guess having no hips and no torso is not a good recipe for baby growing! Forget 3 months, try 6. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess the 3 a day peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are partly to blame....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We couldn't be more excited and nervous all at the same time! Wow. Thanks 2009!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The start of the winter season has been BUSY! Something I love love love!! You can never get too much of your family and friends! Sadly, I was a bit lazy on the picture front! So unlike me! Well I hope you enjoy the few I do have...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm extra sad I don't have any of my Talent Sprout Christmas Show. Hands down my favorite yet! Everything was so smooth and easy, and the sprouts were DARLING!!!! I'm so blessed to know each and every one of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We headed up north the weekend before Christmas for some holiday celebrations! We spent Saturday in Provo shopping and went to Payson that evening. A lot of fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We left later that night for my parents house. Here are some pictures of us at Grandma Karens Christmas bash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626812225527330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EKWvw2HiI/AAAAAAAABNU/Yq214O8hKlM/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;Sitting on Santas lap. It's a MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EKWZNeSiI/AAAAAAAABNM/OM3NDVlmc38/s1600-h/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626806171585058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EKWZNeSiI/AAAAAAAABNM/OM3NDVlmc38/s400/IMG_2809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Cade. This kid is so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to town on Monday for Kode to go back to work, and for me to kick off 2 weeks of relaxation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EJwqiqioI/AAAAAAAABNE/xN3axEC8MLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626157988842114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EJwqiqioI/AAAAAAAABNE/xN3axEC8MLQ/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kody and Lacey at Ed and Cheryl's on Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626147739843810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EJwEXHPOI/AAAAAAAABM8/xPZgZD-gKRM/s400/IMG_2886.JPG" /&gt;The Davis' came down on Wed, Dec. 23rd and left yesterday!! It was AWESOME. Here are the boys on Christmas eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626143742391906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EJv1eC9mI/AAAAAAAABM0/XDDTFpx0d-E/s400/IMG_1377.JPG" /&gt;This is us on Christmas morning. For this family ONLY will I let my house look like this for days. That's how much I love you guys!! I'm sad this pic doesn't capture the Thomas Tracks! Trust me, it was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422626135660506498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6K24n4ZjZw/S0EJvXXLLYI/AAAAAAAABMs/-SHEIe6enn8/s400/IMG_2938.JPG" /&gt;I think Cade loves Trey's wiggle car as much as Trey does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas season was magical. We are so fortunate to have such an amazing generous family!!! I couldn't have asked for more these past couple weeks. My heart is full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, it is now January 3rd. Time to start looking towards the new year. I still feel like 2009 is gone to soon, but I can't wait to see what 2010 has in store!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided on a new years resolution: To Embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 taught me a very important lesson. There is no such thing as LUCK, only hard work and realizing that even the smallest decisions can make the biggest difference! There is no easy ride, and you get out of everything exactly what you put into it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. After this very important lesson of 2009, I've decided that 2010 will be spent embracing all the hard decisions and even harder work. My top 3 things to embrace this new year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;OUR NEW HOME, and how fortunate we are to bring our bundle of joy into a home filled with love! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TALENT SPROUTS. It's time to EMBRACE this little place I love. I know one day this town will love it as much as me..... one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FAMILY. Of all kinds. But especia
