<?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-1138330713089279293</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:06:26.043-07:00</updated><category term='lily'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='squinty'/><category term='jodee'/><category term='nate'/><title type='text'>Those Crazy Cothran's</title><subtitle type='html'>One lil' happy family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-4162891548214361540</id><published>2010-06-14T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:25:21.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVZ-AfTFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mJQlV79aX-w/s1600/LilyDress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVZ-AfTFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mJQlV79aX-w/s320/LilyDress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Denise took some new pics of Lily Bug for me. I think they turned out super cute. I love this little dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVd8Uq4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WdegCJzUNQs/s1600/LilyCrawl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVd8Uq4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WdegCJzUNQs/s320/LilyCrawl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbViB2FUtI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PiY9sbVq07k/s1600/Lily%26me+fd2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbViB2FUtI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PiY9sbVq07k/s320/Lily%26me+fd2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVmaYasVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UuzKwdtHOVc/s1600/Lily+0610+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVmaYasVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UuzKwdtHOVc/s320/Lily+0610+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once she found the water we couldn't keep her out of it. She just sat right in it and said "water, water."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-4162891548214361540?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/4162891548214361540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4162891548214361540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4162891548214361540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-pics.html' title='New Pics'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TBbVZ-AfTFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mJQlV79aX-w/s72-c/LilyDress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-2952407616285965622</id><published>2010-06-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:11:17.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really bad at blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1214689588"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689589"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my little bro keeps getting angry at me for being a terrible blogger.&amp;nbsp; I really am horrible at it. I try and try to keep things current, but it seems like 2 months go by in between updates. I'm going to try and&amp;nbsp; be better....for Trever's sake. I know that he lives 4 hours away and can't see the kiddos very often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYTsMMPVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/HOaN0Ehf-LA/s1600/lilysand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYTsMMPVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/HOaN0Ehf-LA/s320/lilysand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689571"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689572"&gt;&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;My mom bought Lily a new sandbox. She loves it! She would be in it 10 hours a day if she could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYW8pjQ3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/16iMdnFfOlE/s1600/lilymud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYW8pjQ3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/16iMdnFfOlE/s320/lilymud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She even gets in it after it rains and is super muddy. This was fun to clean up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYYM2f_MI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iwJYe9f-BFg/s1600/lilysmile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYYM2f_MI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iwJYe9f-BFg/s320/lilysmile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689585"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689586"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689593"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689594"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYapKw-4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/obezzAKeDMo/s1600/bluecoat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYapKw-4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/obezzAKeDMo/s320/bluecoat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689593"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689594"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1214689593"&gt;Lily is a happy little girlo. We love her so much. I can't believe that she is 19 months old. Where has the time gone? She is also very tender hearted. She gets very sad if little kids are yelling or fighting near her. I think that she will be the type of kid that bursts into tears if you raise your voice. Sweet little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYeZEZrVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6KR6MwYsH9k/s1600/stacking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYeZEZrVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6KR6MwYsH9k/s320/stacking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has become kind of a stacker. She sat all of those books up. She also stacks cans in the pantry. She makes me build little towers out of her books...she usually knocks them down afterwards but she loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYgdMNrvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mBcN1KfY0LM/s1600/lilybrielle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYgdMNrvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mBcN1KfY0LM/s320/lilybrielle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily and Brielle in Grandma and Grandpa's playhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYiTUfTiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ncTqCPOTaLg/s1600/dadboss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYiTUfTiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ncTqCPOTaLg/s320/dadboss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa and the Boss. He is getting so big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYmOBCMuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YwkCfNJejEk/s1600/lilydaddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYmOBCMuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YwkCfNJejEk/s320/lilydaddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily sitting on her daddy. Nate is the best dad. He plays with her all the time. She LOVES her daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYn4ltSNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PGDLKvOVEpk/s1600/melily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYn4ltSNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PGDLKvOVEpk/s320/melily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it was Mother's Day recently and I must say that I LOVE being a mom. It has been the best thing that I have ever done. She is so fun to wake up to in the morning. I know that we are going to have the funnest summer together. I love her more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-2952407616285965622?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/2952407616285965622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-really-bad-at-blogging.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2952407616285965622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2952407616285965622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-really-bad-at-blogging.html' title='I&apos;m really bad at blogging.'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/TAcYTsMMPVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/HOaN0Ehf-LA/s72-c/lilysand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-1992291916055737490</id><published>2010-04-04T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:44:59.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jph0fDhSI/AAAAAAAAANI/bXtHWH5OoYo/s1600/Eastermorning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jph0fDhSI/AAAAAAAAANI/bXtHWH5OoYo/s320/Eastermorning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter morning was a lot of fun this year. Lily was excited about her basket and loved all of the eggs. The Easter bunny hid eggs all around the living room for her to find.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpk21dr3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0QXboDFHGc0/s1600/Easterbasket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpk21dr3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0QXboDFHGc0/s320/Easterbasket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was her Easter basket. She was most excited about the eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpqvmMZFI/AAAAAAAAANY/NxBp2lDuTQA/s1600/Easterclothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpqvmMZFI/AAAAAAAAANY/NxBp2lDuTQA/s320/Easterclothes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got lots of cute summer clothes. Grandma Lori gave her the plaid shorts outfit and the little yellow one piece outfit. The Easter Bunny gave her the others. Grandpa Rick gave her a Disney Princess camp chair to keep in the trailer. We actually spent Saturday down to Grandma and Grandpa's. It was my birthday so we had carmel cake and colored Easter Eggs. We were going to go camping but it snowed, so I think we will be going in the next couple of weeks. Uncle Trever was going to come up, but he decided to stay in St. George in 70 degree weather...go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpso-LzCI/AAAAAAAAANg/kTHqdECDPVs/s1600/Daddy+Shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jpso-LzCI/AAAAAAAAANg/kTHqdECDPVs/s320/Daddy+Shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily has started wanting to walk in our shoes lately. This is her in her Daddy's shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jp1SptpqI/AAAAAAAAANo/u8fHi-dZ_sY/s1600/Lilypink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jp1SptpqI/AAAAAAAAANo/u8fHi-dZ_sY/s320/Lilypink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silly little kid. Trever told me yesterday that I was terrible at updating my blog, so I thought I would put up a few extra pictures that weren't Easter. I am terrible at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-1992291916055737490?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/1992291916055737490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1992291916055737490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1992291916055737490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S7jph0fDhSI/AAAAAAAAANI/bXtHWH5OoYo/s72-c/Eastermorning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-6018054938037014353</id><published>2010-01-19T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:10:04.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YP6CttEQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tGDUbScQGro/s1600-h/Group3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YP6CttEQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tGDUbScQGro/s320/Group3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tried to take pictures of the kiddos last Thursday. Let me tell you, it was A LOT of fun. The girls would not cooperate. Boston grinned like crazy, Brielle smiled maybe twice and Lily didn't smile at all. This was the best group picture we could get of the three of them. What little stinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YP-Tv78VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/65LqEuYQoFs/s1600-h/LilyPink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YP-Tv78VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/65LqEuYQoFs/s320/LilyPink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At least she still looked cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQCy6pkXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/pgGOf7c8DpI/s1600-h/Gadd_Cothran_066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQCy6pkXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/pgGOf7c8DpI/s320/Gadd_Cothran_066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brielle and her serious face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQEgMza5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WKm0TkF0HL0/s1600-h/Gadd_Cothran_079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQEgMza5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WKm0TkF0HL0/s320/Gadd_Cothran_079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boston smiling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQI71xCyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ch4s7bb6rv0/s1600-h/2girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQI71xCyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ch4s7bb6rv0/s320/2girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of Brielle's only smiles of the photo shoot and Lily at least isn't scowling in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQLd-imiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KQVtTY31F8U/s1600-h/Gadd_Cothran_064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQLd-imiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KQVtTY31F8U/s320/Gadd_Cothran_064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The two girls playing tea party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQN2lFnlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/P8LJdq5v7sY/s1600-h/Gadd_Cothran_107a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YQN2lFnlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/P8LJdq5v7sY/s320/Gadd_Cothran_107a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only pic we could get of Brielle and Boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe we will try another photo session next year. :)&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/1138330713089279293-6018054938037014353?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/6018054938037014353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-are-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6018054938037014353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6018054938037014353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-are-fun.html' title='Pictures are fun!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S1YP6CttEQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tGDUbScQGro/s72-c/Group3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-3601148304092294925</id><published>2010-01-05T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:09:53.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLASDqLKI/AAAAAAAAALI/xsBT98T07YE/s1600-h/LilyChristmassized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLASDqLKI/AAAAAAAAALI/xsBT98T07YE/s320/LilyChristmassized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December was soooo crazy for me. I did a video of all of the Great Grandchildren for our Christmas Eve party. It turned out really cute and I'm glad that I did it. I also made a digital scrapbook of Brielle, Lily and Boston for my Mom for Christmas. It really turned out nice. It is so great to have a record of their lives so far in one book. I bought Lily a little Christmas dress this year. She looked soooo cute on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLM86qhyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/5ZpWtuHz5c4/s1600-h/LilyDressBacksized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLM86qhyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/5ZpWtuHz5c4/s320/LilyDressBacksized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually took these pictures before I put my tree away. It took a lot of effort and the payoff wasn't that great. She was kind of a stinker and wouldn't look at the camera. This is my tree, the first in 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLRUjnDTI/AAAAAAAAALY/n4xhVQjA8G4/s1600-h/LilyOrnamentsized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLRUjnDTI/AAAAAAAAALY/n4xhVQjA8G4/s320/LilyOrnamentsized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLUqXhqqI/AAAAAAAAALg/25R_HHjYqCY/s1600-h/LilyGingersized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLUqXhqqI/AAAAAAAAALg/25R_HHjYqCY/s320/LilyGingersized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would take a quick shot of Lily with her gingerbread house. She pretty much ripped it apart after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLXiA99uI/AAAAAAAAALo/lglbnK4lx08/s1600-h/LilyBrielleChristmassized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLXiA99uI/AAAAAAAAALo/lglbnK4lx08/s320/LilyBrielleChristmassized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brielle and Lily on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLe8irYjI/AAAAAAAAALw/uNpdFzIfqkI/s1600-h/Trev%26Boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLe8irYjI/AAAAAAAAALw/uNpdFzIfqkI/s320/Trev%26Boss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trever and Boston on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The holidays were so great this year. I'm so upset that they are over. We had a lot of fun in Nephi this year with all of the kiddos. On Christmas night me, Nate and Trever actually went and saw Sherlock Holmes with Danielle, Carl, Dustin and Duane. I hope we make movie night a new tradition now that Nephi finally has a theater.&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/1138330713089279293-3601148304092294925?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/3601148304092294925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/3601148304092294925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/3601148304092294925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-crazy.html' title='Christmas Crazy!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/S0OLASDqLKI/AAAAAAAAALI/xsBT98T07YE/s72-c/LilyChristmassized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-6713488633109126294</id><published>2009-11-05T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:02:27.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday &amp; Halloween</title><content type='html'>Well Lily bug turned 1 year old on Friday, October 23rd. It is really hard to believe. This year has gone faster than I ever could have imagined. We had a party for her at my Mom &amp;amp; Dad's on the 25th. It was a lot of fun. She really loved the cake eating part. Everyone bought her clothes (as I requested). She got so many cute things, even Kara thought so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNCBEeHymI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eNvnZTZECjg/s1600-h/cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNCBEeHymI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eNvnZTZECjg/s320/cake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732964294740578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNB9axn0vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/P7SAZxV-Fes/s1600-h/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNB9axn0vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/P7SAZxV-Fes/s320/cake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732901562634994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily and Brielle got in the tub after the cake eating was over. I'm not sure why....hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNB4c5W9-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/c_N7suvQrjM/s1600-h/Lilybday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNB4c5W9-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/c_N7suvQrjM/s320/Lilybday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732816232609762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBz6ZlCfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vm8jakXHcNY/s1600-h/lillybday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBz6ZlCfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vm8jakXHcNY/s320/lillybday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732738253031922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily loves her Grandparents. Check out the super cute monkey pjs they got her for her B-Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBuU5PXrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qmhgUwrPT8M/s1600-h/lilyleaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBuU5PXrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qmhgUwrPT8M/s320/lilyleaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732642285936306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBoh_ipRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y_JSAYxECQk/s1600-h/Girlsinleaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBoh_ipRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y_JSAYxECQk/s320/Girlsinleaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732542722811154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the Birthday party started Lily and Brielle played in the leaves. Brielle liked it more than Lily. Brandon actually buried Brielle completely and she just laid there. We just kept laughing at her.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBhjUcdyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/audKs8MW1KA/s1600-h/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBhjUcdyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/audKs8MW1KA/s320/halloween2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732422819837730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily was a super scary witch for Halloween. It's technically her second Halloween, but last year she couldn't go out so we didn't dress her up. My Aunt Denise made the skirt and the cape for her. It looked so cute. We couldn't believe that she kept the hat on, but she did.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBbmfiG_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vrWsvdov-48/s1600-h/halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNBbmfiG_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vrWsvdov-48/s320/halloween1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400732320592436210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is so you can see her stockings and broom. You can't really tell, but the black thing on her broom is a little black cat. Halloween was a lot of fun.&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/1138330713089279293-6713488633109126294?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/6713488633109126294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6713488633109126294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6713488633109126294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-halloween.html' title='Birthday &amp; Halloween'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SvNCBEeHymI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eNvnZTZECjg/s72-c/cake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-7217570957602491658</id><published>2009-10-16T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:03:26.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two steps forward...</title><content type='html'>Lily is officially a walker. She has actually been walking for over a month now. Nate says that next week we're starting her on long division. She will turn 1 year old next Friday and I just can't believe it. This year has been the fastest and best of my life. Nate and I don't know how we ever lived without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-469b34252be2c410" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D469b34252be2c410%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54B99CCE197962B9DC49E20B54DF6DEAEB8420BB.B2AD5682AD6E5633C1D591E5A1650265A99B2EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D469b34252be2c410%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPa67vSbXQ3vDaQxUaTpfKyKgtts&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D469b34252be2c410%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54B99CCE197962B9DC49E20B54DF6DEAEB8420BB.B2AD5682AD6E5633C1D591E5A1650265A99B2EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D469b34252be2c410%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPa67vSbXQ3vDaQxUaTpfKyKgtts&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Stkj9f3Fo3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/O8AZlZzPyqo/s1600-h/walking+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Stkj9f3Fo3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/O8AZlZzPyqo/s320/walking+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381568184427378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily and her Daddy getting ready for our daily walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkBnwUnII/AAAAAAAAAJI/yNcEGKVzf7E/s1600-h/me%26lilyreading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkBnwUnII/AAAAAAAAAJI/yNcEGKVzf7E/s320/me%26lilyreading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381639023008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkGlQ0-NI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VWWPFXH32T8/s1600-h/briellewatching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkGlQ0-NI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VWWPFXH32T8/s320/briellewatching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381724253386962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brielle always watches out for Lily. She is such a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkWb83zvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5PTuPPylBmI/s1600-h/mom%26boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkWb83zvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5PTuPPylBmI/s320/mom%26boss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381996631674610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Boston. Poor little guy has had some health problems and has to be on oxygen. We hope that he will be off it by the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkL3sJz_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/oSPH_Jh7HNI/s1600-h/dad%26boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkL3sJz_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/oSPH_Jh7HNI/s320/dad%26boss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381815099183090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa and Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkiMs_GZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hz5izix2PIc/s1600-h/Lilyswing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkiMs_GZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hz5izix2PIc/s320/Lilyswing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393382198696941970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lily on the swing in my parents backyard. My Dad was pushing her in it on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkRDqk0eI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XqjsPdc1R14/s1600-h/teenydress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/StkkRDqk0eI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XqjsPdc1R14/s320/teenydress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393381904213135842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't resist putting this picture up. Teeny is wearing on old dress of Kara's. We all laughed our heads off. It was even funnier when Kara put it on. :)&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/1138330713089279293-7217570957602491658?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/7217570957602491658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-steps-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/7217570957602491658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/7217570957602491658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-steps-forward.html' title='Two steps forward...'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Stkj9f3Fo3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/O8AZlZzPyqo/s72-c/walking+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-44490041155477443</id><published>2009-09-16T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:02:37.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmsHra6oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9rHEa5DopJg/s1600-h/0916091850b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmsHra6oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9rHEa5DopJg/s320/0916091850b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382266306590075522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmdE5I5tI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lecLwZ7mCmI/s1600-h/0916091850a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmdE5I5tI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lecLwZ7mCmI/s320/0916091850a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382266048144271058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmZhhZi2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xN87nVlEGQU/s1600-h/0916091849a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmZhhZi2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xN87nVlEGQU/s320/0916091849a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382265987109849954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We welcomed a new addition to our family today. Boston Richard Gadd was born at about 3:35 pm today, September 16th. He is super cute and just check out all of that hair. It is unreal. Linzee did awesome and is feeling good. Brandon is a proud papa and Brielle thinks he's "oh cute." Brielle actually liked the Oreo cookies a little better than Boston, but I'm sure she'll warm up to him. Congrats to Brandon and Linzee. My parents are of course thrilled. We all LOVE the little guy already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-44490041155477443?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/44490041155477443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/09/boss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/44490041155477443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/44490041155477443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/09/boss.html' title='The Boss'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SrGmsHra6oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9rHEa5DopJg/s72-c/0916091850b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-1863846869846350441</id><published>2009-07-20T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:19:57.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July has been busy!</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated my blog for a while because July has been a pretty busy month. We spent the 4th down in Nephi with my family. Jesse came with us and we had a BBQ at my Aunt Debbie's. It was a lot of fun. Lily and I spent the following Thursday and Friday with my Mom and Dad because it was the Ute Stampede (Nephi's Summer Celebration). Nate and Jess came down on Saturday and we went to the Car Show. I'm posting a bunch of pictures that I took. The first couple are from the 4th and the rest are from the weekend of the Stampede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtNaclorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-dytM_TseVc/s1600-h/4july2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtNaclorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-dytM_TseVc/s320/4july2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360670271171044018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtJOZ8x1I/AAAAAAAAAII/IDvyKzBBE5A/s1600-h/4july1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtJOZ8x1I/AAAAAAAAAII/IDvyKzBBE5A/s320/4july1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360670199219275602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtDVPb57I/AAAAAAAAAIA/33D9D61NeXc/s1600-h/swimmingjuly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtDVPb57I/AAAAAAAAAIA/33D9D61NeXc/s320/swimmingjuly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360670097975011250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTs7zRqynI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vh2W6fhf8LQ/s1600-h/stampede2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTs7zRqynI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vh2W6fhf8LQ/s320/stampede2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360669968598485618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTs3HPW4PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qmAEVeGhX3I/s1600-h/stampede4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTs3HPW4PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qmAEVeGhX3I/s320/stampede4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360669888058155250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTsyaCpgXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CKCMiAyS4Gw/s1600-h/stampede3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTsyaCpgXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CKCMiAyS4Gw/s320/stampede3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360669807205777778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTstJTtb8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/pi96pFqlTdU/s1600-h/stampede5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTstJTtb8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/pi96pFqlTdU/s320/stampede5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360669716814589890" 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/1138330713089279293-1863846869846350441?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/1863846869846350441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-has-been-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1863846869846350441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1863846869846350441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-has-been-busy.html' title='July has been busy!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SmTtNaclorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-dytM_TseVc/s72-c/4july2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-5305009875430659529</id><published>2009-06-25T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:28:47.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjuQ-J1wI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kl5UEh2RRBc/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjuQ-J1wI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kl5UEh2RRBc/s320/Picture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351441534959605506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjj1v-tWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qqiKvAxVDe8/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjj1v-tWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qqiKvAxVDe8/s320/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351441355853706594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjdbMpMBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2CNcGhpKMSc/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjdbMpMBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2CNcGhpKMSc/s320/Picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351441245646958610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjqXKrzAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tb4J_LN6SkA/s1600-h/Picture+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjqXKrzAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tb4J_LN6SkA/s320/Picture+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351441467903298562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took Lily to get some portraits taken at Kiddie Kandids today.  I think they turned out super cute. It took a minute for her to warm up to the photographer but towards the end she was pretty smiley. Luckily my mom was with me and kept Lily happy. Here are a few of my favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-5305009875430659529?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/5305009875430659529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/glamour-shots.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/5305009875430659529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/5305009875430659529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/glamour-shots.html' title='Glamour Shots'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SkQjuQ-J1wI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kl5UEh2RRBc/s72-c/Picture+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-2556064194646246389</id><published>2009-06-22T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:25:05.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Great Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_MJ-NvJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4ueu5SIxvCY/s1600-h/fathersday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_MJ-NvJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4ueu5SIxvCY/s320/fathersday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350219354030941234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year was Nate's first Father's Day as a Dad. He is so wonderful with Lily, he is a real hands on dad. I am so happy that he loves her as much as she loves him. Every day when he gets home she is so excited to see him. He is such a natural at being a father. It took me a while to ease in to parenting but he knew what to do right from the start. I love Nate more every time I see him with her. We spent the day with my family. I can't believe I did't get any pictures at the BBQ. I love all of the men in my life, they are great fathers &amp;amp; grandfathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_MP4a_GNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XrtOWJGtnTQ/s1600-h/fathersday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_MP4a_GNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XrtOWJGtnTQ/s320/fathersday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350219455555115218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took these silly pics last night when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_LsHOV3HI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IjIbgd_WgXc/s1600-h/fathersday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_LsHOV3HI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IjIbgd_WgXc/s320/fathersday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218841053322354" 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/1138330713089279293-2556064194646246389?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/2556064194646246389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-great-dad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2556064194646246389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2556064194646246389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-great-dad.html' title='One Great Dad!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sj_MJ-NvJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4ueu5SIxvCY/s72-c/fathersday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-7565799550937902798</id><published>2009-06-05T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:19:36.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile at last...sort of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SilSsvn_K_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8YbDS14G_jw/s1600-h/crawl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SilSsvn_K_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8YbDS14G_jw/s320/crawl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343893361503710194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SilSlIQrnEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CiTtQVH_Gyk/s1600-h/crawl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SilSlIQrnEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CiTtQVH_Gyk/s320/crawl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343893230677892162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily has started crawling. Not the full blown crawl, more of an Army crawl, perhaps in honor of her Uncle Joe. We are excited and a little apprehensive. I think it will make her happy, but I doubt the dogs will be happy about it. Punkin will be in hiding all day and Neo will spend most of the time out on the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-571e6735e3c0f761" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D571e6735e3c0f761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF58731FDE532B569DFDD3F9B755E8911431D65.3E014236F81D73C3BAB6144B91AC1DBEE4AB13AD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D571e6735e3c0f761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOcqAJhb2rMLxf5xAsDc84VNtDEc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D571e6735e3c0f761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF58731FDE532B569DFDD3F9B755E8911431D65.3E014236F81D73C3BAB6144B91AC1DBEE4AB13AD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D571e6735e3c0f761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOcqAJhb2rMLxf5xAsDc84VNtDEc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-7565799550937902798?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=571e6735e3c0f761&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/7565799550937902798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/mobile-at-lastsort-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/7565799550937902798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/7565799550937902798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/06/mobile-at-lastsort-of.html' title='Mobile at last...sort of.'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SilSsvn_K_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8YbDS14G_jw/s72-c/crawl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-2182895938092088630</id><published>2009-05-31T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:14:12.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLyAV1BJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/kDDHYuflH7o/s1600-h/Hottub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLyAV1BJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/kDDHYuflH7o/s320/Hottub2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098195688269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily and Brielle have discovered the hot tub at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's house and they love it. Brielle just points when she passes it. Every time we ask if she wants to get out she says "no."  I can't believe how much Lily kicks her arms and feet when my dad is swimming her around. They are both going to be little water babies this summer. My mom bought Lily Bug her brown and blue bikini to match her eyes. She is such a babe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLx5gWEHsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/u2pLGSGXEVo/s1600-h/Hottub3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLx5gWEHsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/u2pLGSGXEVo/s320/Hottub3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098078252146370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLxx108gbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T0tw-n5_2RE/s1600-h/Hottub1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLxx108gbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T0tw-n5_2RE/s320/Hottub1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097946579861938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-2182895938092088630?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/2182895938092088630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/ol-swimming-hole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2182895938092088630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2182895938092088630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/ol-swimming-hole.html' title='Water Lily'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SiLyAV1BJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/kDDHYuflH7o/s72-c/Hottub2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-1585273540673095595</id><published>2009-05-21T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:43:52.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the 3 of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-770c4e10faa02869" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D770c4e10faa02869%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E46975876C73503E737E453C017FDF79225BE9.54BBD9DDCFA3BFE85E6256AA50332FDF4072C1EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D770c4e10faa02869%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-fpEsj-6qgVq_MvLRctUX6k-VxE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D770c4e10faa02869%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E46975876C73503E737E453C017FDF79225BE9.54BBD9DDCFA3BFE85E6256AA50332FDF4072C1EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D770c4e10faa02869%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-fpEsj-6qgVq_MvLRctUX6k-VxE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tended Brielle yesterday. We had lots of fun. I basically just carried Lily and followed Brielle around the house. She loves the stairs. I can't imagine having babies as close as some of my family members have and are having. Brielle is an angel, but juggling the two of them was entertaining. They are fun to carry up and down the stairs at the same time. Lily loves Brielle, she smiles and laughs at her a lot. Brielle can say Lily now and was super cute giving Lily her toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVl-M3MmgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/m3xXcDRjjWc/s1600-h/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVl-M3MmgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/m3xXcDRjjWc/s320/DSC01616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338285052596623874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVmGgTOtEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7tcLwx2iznE/s1600-h/DSC01624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVmGgTOtEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7tcLwx2iznE/s320/DSC01624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338285195253429314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVmm2X2I6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0YtlFp_F_zE/s1600-h/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVmm2X2I6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0YtlFp_F_zE/s320/DSC01625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338285750934184866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1138330713089279293-1585273540673095595?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=770c4e10faa02869&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/1585273540673095595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-3-of-us.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1585273540673095595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/1585273540673095595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-3-of-us.html' title='Just the 3 of us'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShVl-M3MmgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/m3xXcDRjjWc/s72-c/DSC01616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-117433670517591513</id><published>2009-05-18T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:32:40.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInwZRhkUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dx48YgEHWCA/s1600-h/tooth3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInwZRhkUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dx48YgEHWCA/s320/tooth3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372220759052610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily got her first tooth today, May 18th. I've been expecting it for a while. She had kind of a hard day, but we put baby orajel on her tooth and it seemed to help a little. She keeps sticking her tongue out because she's feeling her tooth. It's super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInfP8AxmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_e3LwrmYa1Q/s1600-h/tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInfP8AxmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_e3LwrmYa1Q/s320/tooth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371926195127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInbDQfeEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KEzJBTCCvVc/s1600-h/tooth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInbDQfeEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KEzJBTCCvVc/s320/tooth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371854071887938" 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/1138330713089279293-117433670517591513?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/117433670517591513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-tooth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/117433670517591513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/117433670517591513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-tooth.html' title='1st Tooth'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShInwZRhkUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dx48YgEHWCA/s72-c/tooth3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-6105507424228446429</id><published>2009-05-18T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:03:59.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIExn0PXRI/AAAAAAAAADg/5ovz46xoyfg/s1600-h/Mothers_Day_2009_054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIExn0PXRI/AAAAAAAAADg/5ovz46xoyfg/s320/Mothers_Day_2009_054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333758935653650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy to actually be a mother on Mother's Day. We had a lot of fun. We went to my mom's and had a BBQ. We also took some family photos. Here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIEKmo1YzI/AAAAAAAAADY/OpOvRnggmJs/s1600-h/Mothers_Day_2009_081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIEKmo1YzI/AAAAAAAAADY/OpOvRnggmJs/s320/Mothers_Day_2009_081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333088604480306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our sweet baby girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle &amp;amp; Ella, Kara &amp;amp; Teeny, Linzee &amp;amp; Brielle and Me &amp;amp; Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIDz8H4GNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OAlAoL1uSvQ/s1600-h/Family+Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIDz8H4GNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OAlAoL1uSvQ/s320/Family+Final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332699234834642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Gadd Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIFBjV_UXI/AAAAAAAAADo/xX7LM-EpdM0/s1600-h/Mothers_Day_2009_175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIFBjV_UXI/AAAAAAAAADo/xX7LM-EpdM0/s320/Mothers_Day_2009_175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337334032612938098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mom is the best. I couldn't ask for a better mother. I love this picture of her and Trever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-6105507424228446429?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/6105507424228446429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6105507424228446429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/6105507424228446429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-mom.html' title='I&apos;m a Mom!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/ShIExn0PXRI/AAAAAAAAADg/5ovz46xoyfg/s72-c/Mothers_Day_2009_054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-3183110325624236787</id><published>2009-05-04T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:08:50.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71WwJEFVI/AAAAAAAAADI/6rssgB53zu8/s1600-h/DSCN0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71WwJEFVI/AAAAAAAAADI/6rssgB53zu8/s320/DSCN0972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968780082091346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe it but Brielle is 1 year old. Soooo crazy! We went to her B-day party at my Mom &amp;amp; Dad's on Friday night. We had a lot of fun. The girlo's wore their party hats and thought they were pretty big stuff. I thought Lily wouldn't like it but she smiled the entire time she had it on. These pictures would be perfect if only Ella Bella would have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71F9xfZvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9aUxGKl2Opc/s1600-h/DSCN0969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71F9xfZvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9aUxGKl2Opc/s320/DSCN0969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968491683538674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71NkS5urI/AAAAAAAAADA/QlkLrhiZtvM/s1600-h/DSCN0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71NkS5urI/AAAAAAAAADA/QlkLrhiZtvM/s320/DSCN0971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968622283307698" 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/1138330713089279293-3183110325624236787?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/3183110325624236787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-bash.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/3183110325624236787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/3183110325624236787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Sf71WwJEFVI/AAAAAAAAADI/6rssgB53zu8/s72-c/DSCN0972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-4685695368854884905</id><published>2009-04-30T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:05:18.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo is hilarious.</title><content type='html'>Lily thinks Neo is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; funny. She smiles and gets really excited every time she sees him. We only wish that he was as excited to see her. We thought that everyone would enjoy this video. She has an infectious little laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb0f99c41d34e13" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cb0f99c41d34e13%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1238FD731771ED97668D980E0EE046FFD2F6CF9A.857CFBA1103800C155D0F85E3D382771C187EFB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb0f99c41d34e13%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCTzlGFUuDbtRqbPTDX5joXNDNU4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cb0f99c41d34e13%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449934%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1238FD731771ED97668D980E0EE046FFD2F6CF9A.857CFBA1103800C155D0F85E3D382771C187EFB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb0f99c41d34e13%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCTzlGFUuDbtRqbPTDX5joXNDNU4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfpT16qAljI/AAAAAAAAACo/yBoPCyIxVHA/s1600-h/floor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfpT16qAljI/AAAAAAAAACo/yBoPCyIxVHA/s320/floor1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330665294690031154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfpTxo-W1EI/AAAAAAAAACg/x9BwiRSXk6A/s1600-h/floor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfpTxo-W1EI/AAAAAAAAACg/x9BwiRSXk6A/s320/floor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330665221224059970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a sweetie!&lt;/span&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/1138330713089279293-4685695368854884905?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cb0f99c41d34e13&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/4685695368854884905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/neo-is-hilarious.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4685695368854884905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4685695368854884905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/neo-is-hilarious.html' title='Neo is hilarious.'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfpT16qAljI/AAAAAAAAACo/yBoPCyIxVHA/s72-c/floor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-4199513881850492437</id><published>2009-04-23T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:41:40.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfBv_Y81BhI/AAAAAAAAACI/mO2mHaU6dB0/s1600-h/6+mo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfBv_Y81BhI/AAAAAAAAACI/mO2mHaU6dB0/s320/6+mo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327881493999322642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfBv6eHj7tI/AAAAAAAAACA/pAVsSz-pkwA/s1600-h/6+mo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfBv6eHj7tI/AAAAAAAAACA/pAVsSz-pkwA/s320/6+mo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327881409487171282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe but Lily Bug is 6 months old today. We took her to the doctor yesterday and she weighed in at 15 pounds 14 ounces. Amazing considering the 4 1/2 pound baby we brought home. She is in the 49% for weight and get this, the 4.9% for height. Uncle Brandon always laughs at how compact she is...poor little girl,mommy knows how she feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-4199513881850492437?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/4199513881850492437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-old.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4199513881850492437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4199513881850492437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/SfBv_Y81BhI/AAAAAAAAACI/mO2mHaU6dB0/s72-c/6+mo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-9173061629084687122</id><published>2009-04-22T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:47:46.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JNmnAlaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hyR1UbBiKfo/s1600-h/Grandma+angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JNmnAlaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hyR1UbBiKfo/s320/Grandma+angels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327557382253876642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my mom is loving the babies. She can't get enough of them. Every time she sees them she says "hello my angels!" My dad gives her a hard time about it. These girls love their grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JIs1KGkI/AAAAAAAAABw/h2MWJswbIGI/s1600-h/upsidedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JIs1KGkI/AAAAAAAAABw/h2MWJswbIGI/s320/upsidedown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327557298024487490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily's new favorite thing is hanging upside down. She loves it! She would hang like that for hours if we would let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JEeA2peI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ut3caycd5UY/s1600-h/Brielle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JEeA2peI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ut3caycd5UY/s320/Brielle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327557225327535586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a super cute picture of Brielle that I took last time she was over. I love that little face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-9173061629084687122?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/9173061629084687122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandmas-angels.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/9173061629084687122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/9173061629084687122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandmas-angels.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Angels'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se9JNmnAlaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hyR1UbBiKfo/s72-c/Grandma+angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-4839573457406149433</id><published>2009-04-21T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:13:58.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se5E_of1pdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/e_YBZa1muHQ/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se5E_of1pdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/e_YBZa1muHQ/s320/DSC01494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327271269219280338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se5E_R1KWwI/AAAAAAAAABI/pPBhRQAFKtQ/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se5E_R1KWwI/AAAAAAAAABI/pPBhRQAFKtQ/s320/DSC01470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327271263134702338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Lily's first Easter and it was truly uneventful. We went down to my Mom &amp;amp; Dad's on Saturday and had a good time with Brandon, Linzee and Brielle. Of course Grandma and Grandpa spoiled her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter Sunday we really didn't do anything. We got up and Lily got her Easter basket, we put her dress on her even though we had nowhere to go. She looked super cute. The three of us just hung out at the house and took pictures. We usually spend all day with the family so it felt very uneasterish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-4839573457406149433?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/4839573457406149433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/bunny-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4839573457406149433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/4839573457406149433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/bunny-fun.html' title='Bunny Fun'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se5E_of1pdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/e_YBZa1muHQ/s72-c/DSC01494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-8058030529435447053</id><published>2009-04-21T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:58:15.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squinty'/><title type='text'>Cutie-Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4ebOzCEkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0ggvciOXIvc/s1600-h/Lily_Cothran_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4ebOzCEkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0ggvciOXIvc/s320/Lily_Cothran_010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327228862403318338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a line from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0401792/"&gt;Sin City&lt;/a&gt; that goes something like: "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful in your whole life?" Of course, that line was during a scene where the guy talking is holding a severed head that was submerged in a tar pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my point is that Lily just oozes cute at every level. Look at that kid over on the left (&lt;--)! Picture her squeal-laughing at the same time because that's what she was doing, I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That absolutely appropriate flower on her head? Care of Kara, Jod's cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her feet look big in this pic, but we don't think they've grown at all since she was born (and they looked like honkin' fire-stompers back then).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-8058030529435447053?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/8058030529435447053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-line-from-sin-city-that-goes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/8058030529435447053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/8058030529435447053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-line-from-sin-city-that-goes.html' title='Cutie-Pie'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4ebOzCEkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0ggvciOXIvc/s72-c/Lily_Cothran_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-2240009673251294461</id><published>2009-04-21T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:27:20.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Che Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4dAHNIiYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZhTOnR3eNgM/s1600-h/lily.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4dAHNIiYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZhTOnR3eNgM/s320/lily.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327227296997214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Lily gets a little rebellious around the house and stamps her foot down, pulls on mom's hair or dad's goatee or the dog's or really whatever she can get her tiny little hands on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an assertive kid and, completely unlike every other kid out there, does NOT take "No!" (or "Please no?" or even "How about this instead?") lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily looks like she's brooding in this photo, but it's just her way of saying, "I need to eat dad's cereal; here, let me hold the bowl while you try not to spoon the rest out onto your lap."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-2240009673251294461?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/2240009673251294461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/che-lily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2240009673251294461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/2240009673251294461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/che-lily.html' title='Che Lily'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtjGSqsqKGU/Se4dAHNIiYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZhTOnR3eNgM/s72-c/lily.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138330713089279293.post-8927545100935648809</id><published>2009-04-21T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:57:05.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Whatever You Do, Don't Kiss Me!</title><content type='html'>Poor cute little Lily decided she'd had enough with all the fancy picture-taking, clothes-wearing, and body-positioning for one afternoon. She wasn't about to enjoy having mom &amp;amp; dad start kissing her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a temperamental little kid, but then again so is Lily! :D I kid, I kid, but Jod's the trooper especially since Lily has learned the art of the high-pitched squeal which makes us all drop whatever we're doing and come a'running, dogs underfoot and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138330713089279293-8927545100935648809?l=njcothran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/feeds/8927545100935648809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever-you-do-dont-kiss-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/8927545100935648809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138330713089279293/posts/default/8927545100935648809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njcothran.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever-you-do-dont-kiss-me.html' title='Whatever You Do, Don&apos;t Kiss Me!'/><author><name>Nuvia 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05965176004909990336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
