<?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-7116605626969126185</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:13.671-07:00</updated><category term='What&apos;s this?'/><title type='text'>The Short Stop</title><subtitle type='html'>At short stop: Jake, At pitcher: Anthony, Catching today: Mike, Umpire: Chasity, and way out in left field: Dixie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-1876216782808877775</id><published>2008-09-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:42:56.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the baby is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A GIRL! Yep, you heard right, we're having a little girl. Mike was so excited when he saw the somogram, she's already got him wrapped around her little finger. And me, oh my goodness... that day my mom and I went to buy a cute little girl outfit.. I've got to have something to balance out all the camo and Nerf guns! Her name is Mary Grace and is expected Feb 1st. Anthony is excietd to have a little sister, and Jake, well, Jake just likes to sit on her :) !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248685689794565026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SNcT033hk6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/I2dDzvive-k/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                    This is her pretty little profile!&lt;br /&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/7116605626969126185-1876216782808877775?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/1876216782808877775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=1876216782808877775' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/1876216782808877775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/1876216782808877775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-baby-is.html' title='And the baby is...'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SNcT033hk6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/I2dDzvive-k/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-4140314275929794697</id><published>2008-07-23T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:23.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been how long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay- I realize it's been a few weeks... okay 5 months... since my last blog, but I've been a little busy, so say the least. I'm inspired to do this tonight b/c I just got off the phone with my dear friend Jen and she whipped me into shape (as she pften does!). Alot has happened since you heard from me last, which is partly what I blame my absence on. Anthony is talking so much, he's such a smarty-pants, Jake is getting around crawling like a mad man and eating &lt;strong&gt;everything &lt;/strong&gt;in his sight. And then there's that other little thing that's kept me busy... yep, you guessed it... another short is on the way! Here's his or her first photo... yes, oowing and awwing IS allowed (and encouraged)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226418267746708946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf3uUinrdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/e_yg5-8hrnQ/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you look close you can see little arm and leg buds (he/she is lyiing on their side, head to the left. The little ball to the left is the head, the ball to the right is the tummy and the 4 balls surrounding the tummy are the limbs! (The baby is in the black bean-shaped thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, needless to say, I've been TIRED! I sleep any moment I get, so obviously I'm much too busy catching Zzzz's to blog :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's some other pics of the boys being cutie-pies~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226420228787443442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf5gd_KlvI/AAAAAAAAALA/uINBe0zkeiY/s320/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's Jake being a cowboy- YeeHaw!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226420230012552434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf5gijQRPI/AAAAAAAAALI/hV7EiZXuJ7s/s320/DSC02858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anthony wearing Daddy's hat, being cool&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226420235684081634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf5g3rc7-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/qzXSxpATqbk/s320/DSC02874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jake munching on corn for the first time (he's a human garbage disposal)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226420240056395970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf5hH95KMI/AAAAAAAAALY/avryD1uHDjA/s320/DSC02972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anthony peeing in the back yard (isn't that cute)- annd YES, we're country like that!  By the way, I had to give Anthony a cop hair cut b/c I was trimming the bottom and oops, went too high and had to cut it short so you couldn't tell... it's grown out now!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226420243348558722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf5hUOzk4I/AAAAAAAAALg/9MkFkDV1RFo/s320/DSC03184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jake sporting his Mow-Hawk at the family reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I hope you enjoy these pictures... maybe I'll post more next year-ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/7116605626969126185-4140314275929794697?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/4140314275929794697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=4140314275929794697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4140314275929794697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4140314275929794697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-how-long.html' title='It&apos;s been how long?'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/SIf3uUinrdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/e_yg5-8hrnQ/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-1857502616485875793</id><published>2008-02-20T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:23.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are... again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, with "gentle"probbing from my dear friend Jen, here I am again. I have been on a sort of retirement/vacation/hiatus from the blog, but she has whooped me back into shape. So much has happened since the last blog, I'm mnot sure where to start... Jake is getting so big. he's the best baby ever. I'm so in love with his little look, head half cock-eyes, smiling with his tounge sticking out and drool running down his chin. He's such a funny little guy, I can't wait to see what he's like when he grows up. He's so good natured.. he eats, smiles, poops, laughts, flirts, babbles, drools, and sleeps (notice hardly NO crying!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for Anthony, well he's growing up to be a little man right before our eyes. (Warning: here goes the incessive bragging, that is what these things are for right?) He is a genious... yes I know people say that all the time about thier kids, but really, mine IS a genius! He's counting to 12, poops in the toilet (not peeps yet though), can say some of his ABC's, and can pretty much hold a conversation with you. His new thing is being ultra cool looike his daddy and wearing sunglasses. Even at night, he says "bright momma, glasses please"... sing along with me... "I wear my sunglasses at night, so I can , so I can ..." That's right, he's cool. Well, here is what you've been waitin&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoSjgRgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8qXN2UI0Q9s/s1600-h/2-13-08+400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169261877780382002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoSjgRgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8qXN2UI0Q9s/s320/2-13-08+400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g for... pictures!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoPjgRgQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NBzFqeMFaqI/s1600-h/2-13-08+473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169261826240774402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoPjgRgQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NBzFqeMFaqI/s320/2-13-08+473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoRDgRgRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b64RlWqeq3g/s1600-h/2-13-08+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169261852010578194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoRDgRgRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b64RlWqeq3g/s320/2-13-08+444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here is Jake falling asleep in his exer-saucer and at Anthony's birthday party.  And our little football guy... he weras this helmet that his cousin Mark gave him everywhere!  Also, notice his fashion sense... PJ's with a Cowboys sweatshirt and boots... stylin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoRzgRgSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ghlaoz2DsLo/s1600-h/2-13-08+406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169261864895480098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoRzgRgSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ghlaoz2DsLo/s320/2-13-08+406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoXDgRgUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jMDjOwNbw6U/s1600-h/2-13-08+401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169261955089793346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoXDgRgUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jMDjOwNbw6U/s320/2-13-08+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-1857502616485875793?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/1857502616485875793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=1857502616485875793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/1857502616485875793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/1857502616485875793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-we-are-again.html' title='Here we are... again'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R7zoSjgRgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8qXN2UI0Q9s/s72-c/2-13-08+400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-810435367629054838</id><published>2007-12-03T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:24.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RdtE8QChI/AAAAAAAAAJo/a-21KUhZiaA/s1600-R/DSC01757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836103738526226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RdtE8QChI/AAAAAAAAAJo/39r1MaoVCRA/s320/DSC01757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RdtU8QCiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eqlfHndPF74/s1600-R/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836108033493538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RdtU8QCiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YjbdTQG7kDo/s320/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RduE8QCjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/981ypsHUrAU/s1600-R/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836120918395442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RduE8QCjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hMn0YL2baLc/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1Rduk8QCkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/UPlyqqWaY7I/s1600-R/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836129508330050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1Rduk8QCkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h_vn5IA3y1A/s320/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1Rdu08QClI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KFdAOeS5FrQ/s1600-R/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836133803297362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1Rdu08QClI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Tx3-NY74U9Y/s320/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some upsdated pics of the boys.  This is us at the church carnival, halloween.  Jakes awake, can't type now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-810435367629054838?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/810435367629054838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=810435367629054838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/810435367629054838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/810435367629054838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/12/cute-pics.html' title='Cute Pics'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/R1RdtE8QChI/AAAAAAAAAJo/39r1MaoVCRA/s72-c/DSC01757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-3682366187345188752</id><published>2007-10-25T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:29.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BALLS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCup4OnXbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/iAjKIdfSOPE/s1600-h/101507+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288410439179698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCup4OnXbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/iAjKIdfSOPE/s320/101507+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuqYOnXcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W6bXyT5z4Vw/s1600-h/101507+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288419029114306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuqYOnXcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W6bXyT5z4Vw/s320/101507+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuqoOnXdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/A0VrY9STKJA/s1600-h/101507+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288423324081618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuqoOnXdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/A0VrY9STKJA/s320/101507+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCurIOnXeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/it4hK9IXaGE/s1600-h/101507+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288431914016226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCurIOnXeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/it4hK9IXaGE/s320/101507+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuroOnXfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SARkA5PLj8M/s1600-h/101507+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288440503950834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCuroOnXfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SARkA5PLj8M/s320/101507+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you know that Anthony's favorite thing in the entire world is... Balls! All balls... footballs, baseballs, basketballs, golfballs, cricket balls??? Yes, all balls, all sizes, shapes, colors. And regardless of the actual type of ball, they fit into one of 2 categories in Anthony's little mid... basketball or baseball. And as you can imagine, to as boy with such a facination with balls, a pumpkin patch is ball heaven! Here is Anthony at the pumpkin patch and some other great shots... Anthony as a copper-man, a super hero about to throw a tantrum, playing "sword" with the vaccuum attachment, and little Jake, just hanging out being happy and cute!&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/7116605626969126185-3682366187345188752?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/3682366187345188752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=3682366187345188752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/3682366187345188752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/3682366187345188752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/10/balls.html' title='BALLS!!!!!'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RyCup4OnXbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/iAjKIdfSOPE/s72-c/101507+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-2018388192404328853</id><published>2007-10-15T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:30.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO235TCPZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v0cwctyKUGg/s1600-h/101507+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121638272640105874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO235TCPZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v0cwctyKUGg/s320/101507+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, Jake is finally a little christian! He was baptized at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Catholic Church Saturday admist all of his family. It was such a joyful time, and such an honor, to give this precious gift from God back to Him! After the baptism all of the family came to the house to celebrate... and boy do we have alot of kids! We even had 3 cousins missing but still the house was jammed pack full of little ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO23JTCPYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GDByRNJvsdg/s1600-h/101507+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121638259755203970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO23JTCPYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GDByRNJvsdg/s320/101507+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost all of the Costanza and Short side were all there with their families. Sitting admist the little yells and squeals, I was talking to Kelly about how boring life was before all of the chaos these littles ones bring... we are so blessed! I am thankful for the chaos, the messes, the little hand prints on every wall and window, and even the bumps and bruises that come along with these little ones. I am thankful for having to sweep the floor daily to get up all of the crumbs launched from the table during meals. And yes, I am even thankful for the melt-downs that my little ones seem to plan simultaneously! It brings so much joy to sit back for a second and take in the noise and excitment that comes with kiddo-s... even if that precious moment lasts only a second, interupted by a tug at your shirt by a little guy asking for more milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here is jacob with his grandparents (Mickey &amp;amp; Don and Mike &amp;amp; Mary) and his God parents Jon and Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO22pTCPXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0QMCkdo-GZo/s1600-h/101507+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121638251165269362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO22pTCPXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0QMCkdo-GZo/s320/101507+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO22JTCPWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S6fDWUDnZMg/s1600-h/101507+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121638242575334754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO22JTCPWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S6fDWUDnZMg/s320/101507+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7116605626969126185-2018388192404328853?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/2018388192404328853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=2018388192404328853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/2018388192404328853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/2018388192404328853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/10/christian-jake.html' title='Christian Jake'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RxO235TCPZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v0cwctyKUGg/s72-c/101507+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-2715635145643112614</id><published>2007-09-23T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:31.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week by myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rvc9X68qPwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M1pKuDIgntk/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113623383072456450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rvc9X68qPwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M1pKuDIgntk/s320/DSC01510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKa8qPpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/mtDiFWe_9wA/s1600-h/91807+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, this was the "official" first week by myself. Mike went back to work and despite all of my worst fears, I survived the work week with the 2 kids by myself. At times, it was crazy... take for example today: we came home from church and Jake was screaming with that quivering lip thing he does, Anthony was yelling at me "MaMa, MaMa, MaMa" because he was tired and he's constipated, and Dixie was throwing up on the carpet. I was sitting there on the couch, Jake was nursing and finally quiet, Anthony was pulling my finger, trying to get me to stand up and come play outside with him, and Dixie was dry-heaving. I just laughed ... face it, there's not much you can do in a situation like that but laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I was very proud that we all survived... no we didn't just survive, we did great! This is my standard for great at this point: we all ate, poopy diapers were changed within a reasonable time period, and no one died. My friend Wendi let me borrow her Moby wrap &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKq8qPqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ECYBAExGo1g/s1600-h/91807+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113611060811284130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKq8qPqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ECYBAExGo1g/s320/91807+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mobywrap.com... it's amazing!) and I just put Jake in that thingie and was still able to play around (even on the fort and sliding on the slide) with Anthony. I vacummed twice, washed Dixie, cleaned the kitchen, and thought about sweeping (but I wasn't THAT good!). Luckily I had friends bring me dinner (God bless YOU!) so most of my meals were prepared. All in all, I'd have to say we did pretty good... but thank goodness Mike is now off for a couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKq8qPrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oz38P2cF_vc/s1600-h/91807+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113611060811284146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKq8qPrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oz38P2cF_vc/s320/91807+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rvc4hq8qPuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fyrMZyGVjxk/s1600-h/91807+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113618053018042082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" height="335" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rvc4hq8qPuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fyrMZyGVjxk/s320/91807+045.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyK68qPsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wq_8F4W59c8/s1600-h/91807+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RvcyKq8qPrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oz38P2cF_vc/s1600-h/91807+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another precious pic of Jake... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony and his daddy watching the cowboys game... Little Romo zonked out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-2715635145643112614?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/2715635145643112614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=2715635145643112614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/2715635145643112614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/2715635145643112614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-week-by-myself.html' title='First week by myself...'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rvc9X68qPwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M1pKuDIgntk/s72-c/DSC01510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-5833185702531832735</id><published>2007-09-05T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:35.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing... Jake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9qvk1eGEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8ZeULTzv0TU/s1600-h/DSC01487.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9qv01eGFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hlW9n2Q9pQs/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106917872330741842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9qv01eGFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hlW9n2Q9pQs/s320/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'd like to introduce you to the most amazing little boy in all of the world... Jacob Donald Short. We've been calling him Jake and are considering the "The Don" as well :). He is named Donald after his PaPa Don, and Jacob... well, we just liked the name. He decided to come, after 3 weeks of "practice" contractions, last Saturday, September 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went into labor at 5:00 in the morning and the contractions steadily increased in intensity and length from then on. (I was so scared that I wouldn't know when labor was real... but somehow I "just knew"!) Mike was diligent about rubbing my back through the contractions and kept telling me how well I was doing. Around 7 am I decided that this was in fact the "real thing" so I called my mom and sister to come over. Shortly after they arrived Mike left and brought Anthony to his Uncle Jody and Aunt Julies house. By the time he was finished we girls had gotten bored at home and decided that we should be walking instead of sitting anyway... so as any good country girls would do, we avioded the heat outside and went to Cabelas. (For those of you who don't know, Cabelas is a huge outdoors and sporting goods store...) It seemed like a good choice b/c it was on the way to the hospital and there are places to hide admist the "rooms of death" with the displayed animals hunters had donated. Any who... we were there for a while, my sister timing each and every contraction, and both of them offering support and back rubs during contractions, Mike and my Dad met us. We had a quick bite to eat (I'd regret eating that bacon in a few hours!) and once my contractions were quite strong and 3 mins apart, we left for the hospital (I was entering the "serious about this birthing thing" phase). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once at the hospital, I was checked and found to be 6 cms dilated already (I was 3 cms the day before at my docs appt)! My mom, sister, Mike, and doula (Gina) were all in the room, and my dad quickly joined us. I got my IV antibiotics, sat on the ball for a while, visited with my family between contractions, then headed to the tub once the nurse gave the okay. I labored the rest of the time (1.5-2 hours) in the tub to the sound of Nora Joans in the surround sound and the touch and encouragement from Mike, my mom and sister, and our doula. I announced that I needed to use the bathroom, and knowing what that meant, nurses filled the room and escorted me to the delivery room. The Doc (Dr. Wilson) came in got all scrubbed up and dressed and anouned I was full and ready to push. After 4-5 good contractions, little Jacob was welcomed with the "happy birthday" song from all of us, the doc, and the nurses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9nsE1eF3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JBzm8hBu9mA/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106914509371348850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9nsE1eF3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JBzm8hBu9mA/s200/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9nsU1eF4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PT_ZCcdqvL0/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106914513666316162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9nsU1eF4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PT_ZCcdqvL0/s200/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ns01eF5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/te6elbHpBko/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106914522256250770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ns01eF5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/te6elbHpBko/s200/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am so happy and proud that I was able to have the unmedicated birth Mike and I wanted, but it pales in comparison to the feelings and ovewhelming awe we felt when our little guy was placed on my chest. He was a little purple at first, but pinked up quickly (APGAR's 8 &amp; 9 for color only). There he was, in all of his glory, his very presence singing praises God, alert and looking at us as though we were old friends. He was so calm, and almost reassured about his place in his family. We spent those first minutes together as a family, gazing into one anothers tear stained eyes, in compete awe of the goodness of God. Mike said a beautiful prayer of thanksgiving and Jacob was welcomed by the warm hands of his parents, NaNa, and Maw Maw.When the nurse took him to weigh him and anounced he was a whopping 9 lbs and 1 oz, I almost fell off the bed! Mike with his chest out proud, and me in amazement, couldn't believe that we made such a big, healthy boy! He was given back to me and nursed right away as the doctor was finishing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9prE1eGCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jEK1Fb_5l_c/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916691214735394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9prE1eGCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jEK1Fb_5l_c/s200/DSC01457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ntE1eF6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p5hU_YY1kXI/s1600-h/DSC01396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106914526551218082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ntE1eF6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p5hU_YY1kXI/s200/DSC01396.JPG" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ntk1eF7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ChYCHdQ8Zik/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106914535141152690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9ntk1eF7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ChYCHdQ8Zik/s200/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mike brought him to the nursery after a while for his bath while everyone watched from outside the nursery glass. My dad and I were in the recovery room, talking about how amazing what had just happened was and how awesome this little person is... while we were eating huge sub sandwiches (I was starving!). Over the next couple of days, our whole family was able to come welcome Jake in the hospital... Mike and I "rested" and fell in deeper love with out new little one, and I ate... and ate... and ate... and ate (who knew that labor made you so hungry!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLE1eF8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Tk9i9fIBn3M/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916141458921410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLE1eF8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Tk9i9fIBn3M/s200/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLU1eF9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/UJsDqDvRFKQ/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916145753888722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLU1eF9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/UJsDqDvRFKQ/s200/DSC01447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pME1eF_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/vqqfP_oa-Kc/s1600-h/DSC01460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916158638790642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pME1eF_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/vqqfP_oa-Kc/s200/DSC01460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anthony came to see his new baby brother and was so proud. He walked right up, said "baby" and gave him a kiss. When we came home from the hospital and Mike picked Anthony up from his Aunt and Uncles house, he walked right in, and unpromted, made a bee-line for Jake and gave him a kiss on the head. Anthony has not missed a beat... as if Jake has been here all along. Anthony pulls his stool up to the bassinet and stand on it so he can watch his baby brother sleep. He even shares his balls with him... which is a BIG deal if you know how much Anthony loves balls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLk1eF-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IHdf7T2LGxs/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916150048856034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pLk1eF-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IHdf7T2LGxs/s200/DSC01472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pMk1eGAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gItUUfYviJE/s1600-h/DSC01478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916167228725250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pMk1eGAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gItUUfYviJE/s200/DSC01478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pqk1eGBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pvr3PGvTT3o/s1600-h/DSC01482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916682624800786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9pqk1eGBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pvr3PGvTT3o/s200/DSC01482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now we're getting settled in to our new lives with two kiddo-s, enjoying the fabulous cooking and company my mom is so generously giving, and learning more about eachother every single day. So, feel free to call or visit, we love company! There's not too much more we can say...Life is good and God is Great!!&lt;/span&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/7116605626969126185-5833185702531832735?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/5833185702531832735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=5833185702531832735' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/5833185702531832735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/5833185702531832735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/09/introducing-jake.html' title='Introducing... Jake!'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Rt9qv01eGFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hlW9n2Q9pQs/s72-c/DSC01488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-6780232219777275478</id><published>2007-08-28T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:35.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Potty Time!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103916510529591106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBBk1eF0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6H5n5oGEHOU/s200/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, as any efficient mother would do who is expecting her 2nd child, I had the great idea to potty train Anthony BEFORE the new little one arrive. So, I bought him a potty seat and step stool, fully believing that he would: #1 be interested at all in this, and #2 would be potty trained in just a few quick, painless hours. Well, my little son had different ideas... yes, he LOVES the potty seat. But boy, you best leave his pants ON when he's sitting on it or you'll get a teradactyl-like screatch from him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I decided not to force the issue (fully realizing that he is only 18 months old!) and left the potty seat next to the big potty for the time being. (Okay, I'm about to brag like all mommies do, so be prepared...) My son is THE most adorable little thing on the face of this earth, and this just reaffirms my position! Look at the picture... he came out of the bathroom like this, all on his &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBCU1eF1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/oR1WFPXYeFo/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103916523414493010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBCU1eF1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/oR1WFPXYeFo/s200/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;own! Mike and I &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBCk1eF2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Cf3JLQqNlJ8/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103916527709460322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBCk1eF2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Cf3JLQqNlJ8/s200/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;almost peed on ourselves laughing so hard. So, despite all of my best laid plans, my son has found a new use for his potty seat... looks good ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-6780232219777275478?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/6780232219777275478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=6780232219777275478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/6780232219777275478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/6780232219777275478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/08/potty-time.html' title='&quot;Potty Time!&quot;'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RtTBBk1eF0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6H5n5oGEHOU/s72-c/DSC01276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-3261133222115379508</id><published>2007-07-12T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:37.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash we had a blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEIkB-7LI/AAAAAAAAADo/cA57HdeSuY4/s1600-h/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468480551546034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEIkB-7LI/AAAAAAAAADo/cA57HdeSuY4/s320/DSC01065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday was Anthony's 1st time going to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waterpark&lt;/span&gt;... and who better to share this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MONU&lt;/span&gt;-MENTAL experience with than his Maw Maw, Na Na, cousins Sam and Maddie, and mom and Dad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we first got into the water (6 inches deep mind you), he screamed... yep that's my boy... fearless! Eventually when he was able to be peeled out of Mikes arms, he sat on our laps in the water. Being the crazy guy that he is, he first touched the water, a few minutes later he got braver and splashed the water... and before you know it he was walking around splashing all of us, having a blast! {Please allow me to have my shameless mommy "my son's the cutest" time here... he is the most adorable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;splasher&lt;/span&gt; of all time. OK, I know you're probably rolling your eyes right now, but really, he splashes really cute. He dips &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEJkB-7OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6tyiwu5w7YM/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468497731415266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEJkB-7OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6tyiwu5w7YM/s320/DSC01081.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his little hand in the water, takes it out (palm down) and flicks it on you... okay, I'm done, thanks for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;indulging&lt;/span&gt; me!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, the day was so much fun... and all of the cousins play so well together. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sware&lt;/span&gt; he thinks Samantha hung the moon and in Maddie he finds his match. They are the two cutest, most innocent looking little people, but oh boy, when they get together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;their inner "wild child" comes out (Mom says they take &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbE10B-7PI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zOZw5rra6EU/s1600-h/DSC01072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086469257940626674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbE10B-7PI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zOZw5rra6EU/s320/DSC01072.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbNYUB-7QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ODfv0ppkP48/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086478646739135746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbNYUB-7QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ODfv0ppkP48/s200/DSC01075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after me... as a teenager...I can't deny it!) So enjoy these pics of... yes... the cutest little boy in all of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Northern hemisphere (and southern too!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbOhEB-7RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/njRzidpxyhI/s1600-h/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086479896574618898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbOhEB-7RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/njRzidpxyhI/s200/DSC01058.JPG" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEJUB-7NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w7XdWzVCckg/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-3261133222115379508?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/3261133222115379508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=3261133222115379508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/3261133222115379508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/3261133222115379508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/07/splish-splash-we-had-blast.html' title='Splish Splash we had a blast!'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpbEIkB-7LI/AAAAAAAAADo/cA57HdeSuY4/s72-c/DSC01065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-4313017065415433720</id><published>2007-07-06T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:40.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF3vaXoZPI/AAAAAAAAADg/CnFq7tekq50/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084977110693995762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF3vaXoZPI/AAAAAAAAADg/CnFq7tekq50/s200/DSC01021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF2w6XoZMI/AAAAAAAAADI/9GAr1soO8bM/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro57gaXoZDI/AAAAAAAAACA/5BDBw54gnto/s1600-h/DSC00953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084136826112336946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro57gaXoZDI/AAAAAAAAACA/5BDBw54gnto/s200/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro510qXoY7I/AAAAAAAAABA/EPabzjSXRqw/s1600-h/DSC01019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084130576934921138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro510qXoY7I/AAAAAAAAABA/EPabzjSXRqw/s200/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The 4th of July in Myrtle Beach, SC... yes, life is good! Mike's family had a reunion of North and South (he has lots of family in Conneticut)... and what a better place to meet... hey, you do what you have to do, right? Mike got to see all of his cousins and relatives and Anthony and I got to meet all of them for the first time. These were the nicest group of people... we all had so much fun together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was so cool to see all of the kiddos. It reminded me of when I was young... all of the adults hanging out while the kids were playing together nearby. There was almost 60 people there... these pictures are just a small hand full of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084131328554197986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro52gaXoY-I/AAAAAAAAABY/EUKUuIyrVwE/s320/DSC00981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We shared a room with Mikes sister Kelly and her husband Jon &amp; their 3 kiddos, Hannah, Daniel, and Luke. To say the least, it was a fun adventure having 4 kids and 2 adults in a room for 4 days! The cousins all got to play lots with eachother(with minimal spats thank you very much!) and the adults &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF2xKXoZNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kmEK1P6Mkkw/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084976041247139026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF2xKXoZNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kmEK1P6Mkkw/s200/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;helped to keep eachother sane! It was so nice for Anthony to get closer to his 3 cousins... and Mike is quite happy that Anthony now likes to play ball and cars with Daniel... rather than just playing tea cups with Hannah :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here's Anthony going to the beach... ready for fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro56laXoZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/1sHipqHixeU/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084135812500055058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro56laXoZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/1sHipqHixeU/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084135799615153154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/Ro56kqXoZAI/AAAAAAAAABo/EWKPtucwOTg/s320/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This was Anthony's first trip to the beach... and while he was not a big fan of the waves (okay, he screamed to be picked up when the surf rolled in), he loved the sand! I think that boy could play in the sand all day, if only he had his shovel and pail! He eventually learned to scoop the sand with the shovel and put it IN the pail, rather than ON the people around him. He was so precious playing out there... maybe he'll be a surfer-dude some day (as long as he doesn't have to move too far from Ft. Worth, HA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Notice his beach-ready bod... rolls in all the right places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip was so much fun! a nice retreat from the every day.. and what a perk to visit with family! Here are a couple more pictures of the trip. Here are the 2 beautiful sand mermaids Hannah and Ally, Mike with little Luke (notice the cool mow-hawk!), Anthony and his Daddy out to eat, and Anthony with his grandma Short soaking up the rays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1ZqXoZLI/AAAAAAAAADA/RTzaGuQU9Io/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084974538008585394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1ZqXoZLI/AAAAAAAAADA/RTzaGuQU9Io/s200/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1ZaXoZKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cIe0tInIVXc/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084974533713618082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1ZaXoZKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cIe0tInIVXc/s200/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1Y6XoZJI/AAAAAAAAACw/ql5t2GfPF2o/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084974525123683474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1Y6XoZJI/AAAAAAAAACw/ql5t2GfPF2o/s200/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF2xaXoZOI/AAAAAAAAADY/QBeRxU8bXHc/s1600-h/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084976045542106338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF2xaXoZOI/AAAAAAAAADY/QBeRxU8bXHc/s200/DSC01026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1YqXoZII/AAAAAAAAACo/13lrENiVEeo/s1600-h/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084974520828716162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF1YqXoZII/AAAAAAAAACo/13lrENiVEeo/s200/DSC00949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-4313017065415433720?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/4313017065415433720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=4313017065415433720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4313017065415433720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4313017065415433720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun!'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RpF3vaXoZPI/AAAAAAAAADg/CnFq7tekq50/s72-c/DSC01021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-8350143036544412241</id><published>2007-06-29T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:40.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbOKXoY3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PwImwe_3Fc8/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708790905594738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbOKXoY3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PwImwe_3Fc8/s320/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbOaXoY4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/uY-fqDxmNCQ/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708795200562050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbOaXoY4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/uY-fqDxmNCQ/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbO6XoY5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/9YbHCNzQBXk/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708803790496658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbO6XoY5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/9YbHCNzQBXk/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbPKXoY6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_iVzHo0jDT8/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708808085463970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbPKXoY6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_iVzHo0jDT8/s320/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the fort of all forts... an original! These three boys: Mike, Paw Paw, and Uncle Dave (with the help of Fuzz for one of the days) put this bad boy together in a whopping 17 hours! This fort, they assured me, is truely an original... because it somehow came out backwards. I was getting worried when the power drills came out (since the holes were all pre-drilled), but low-in-behold they did it! This is Anthony's pride and joy for sure. We are out there most mornings either before 7 am or slightly after (rain or shine!) Anthony stands at the back door and protests, often dragging us by the finger, until we go out and swing, climb, dance, and slide with him. He loves it... a real outdoors man!&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/7116605626969126185-8350143036544412241?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/8350143036544412241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=8350143036544412241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/8350143036544412241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/8350143036544412241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/06/fort-short.html' title='Fort Short'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoXbOKXoY3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PwImwe_3Fc8/s72-c/DSC00802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-4694360102795583951</id><published>2007-06-28T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:09:41.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Anthony had another poopy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoR1lqXoY2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/aAQR-s8VmFE/s1600-h/Picture1+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081315569469776738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoR1lqXoY2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/aAQR-s8VmFE/s320/Picture1+487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was at work today (I work 2 days a week and mostly Mike gets to stay home with Anthony) and I called home to check on how every thing was going. The conversation went as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chasity: Hi hun, how's everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mike: Good, we're just playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chasity: So, how's Anthony doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mike: Good, he just had another poopy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chasity: Oh, good. Well, yall have fun. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mike: I love you too, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hung up the phone and chuckled to myself as I realized that we had a whole conversation and the only real thing we talked about was the fact that Anthony had another poopy. And it's not just the fact that we talked about it. The funny part is that neither of us even noticed that out conversation centered around our son's bowel movements. The great thing is that we're content in this fact. Comfortable... even happy in our roles as poopy cleaner-uppers. Oh how things have changed. I'm sure that neither of us ever throught the time would come when we would be so darn interested in poopy. Oh, glorious poopy!&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/7116605626969126185-4694360102795583951?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/4694360102795583951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=4694360102795583951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4694360102795583951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4694360102795583951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/06/anthony-had-another-poopy.html' title='&quot;Anthony had another poopy&quot;'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/RoR1lqXoY2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/aAQR-s8VmFE/s72-c/Picture1+487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116605626969126185.post-4302977030862987848</id><published>2007-06-28T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:32:08.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s this?'/><title type='text'>Computer savvvvy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I've taken the hint from my other "computer savvvy" friends and decided that this time I'm not only going to make a blog, but I'm going to keep up with it! You may have our old blog address, but just throw that one away and replace it with this one. In true Chasity fashion, I forgot the password and can't sign it... so as any pregnant-brain girl would do, I just made a new one! I don't have time to try to figure out the stinkin' password! So, bear with me... I'm going to try hard to keep this current so you can watch our little crazy man and our crazy baby grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116605626969126185-4302977030862987848?l=mikechasity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/feeds/4302977030862987848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116605626969126185&amp;postID=4302977030862987848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4302977030862987848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116605626969126185/posts/default/4302977030862987848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikechasity.blogspot.com/2007/06/computer-savvvvy.html' title='Computer savvvvy'/><author><name>Chasity</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MI9-z7Lud80/S7qEogu4qpI/AAAAAAAAAik/zJUK_ozR4NA/S220/407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
