<?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-896394601423047574</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:18:57.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gomez Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8744406019054835633</id><published>2011-09-07T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:57:45.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kindergartner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIPQZNi3IXM/TmfzywwM1EI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ykUilZuj9L4/s1600/SAM_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIPQZNi3IXM/TmfzywwM1EI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ykUilZuj9L4/s400/SAM_1309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752310965654594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty started Kindergarten today.  I was so excited last night and he looked at me and asked me why I was so excited it's only school.  This morning was a slow start he was tired and not ready to get up.  Once he got a shower and got dressed he started to get excited for school.  He was ready to go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQZE8qK4_Ag/TmfzzH6YsOI/AAAAAAAAAz8/DtyqZd3Cn5k/s1600/SAM_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQZE8qK4_Ag/TmfzzH6YsOI/AAAAAAAAAz8/DtyqZd3Cn5k/s400/SAM_1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752317182390498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking to school with Abby and Daddy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ijrw1C14GI/TmfzzWsTUuI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fcYu4slT-5E/s1600/SAM_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ijrw1C14GI/TmfzzWsTUuI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fcYu4slT-5E/s400/SAM_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752321149850338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty wanted to stop and take a picture with Abby on the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-3P2KeToYQ/Tmfzz8KHfKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wrUKW5buUHk/s1600/SAM_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-3P2KeToYQ/Tmfzz8KHfKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wrUKW5buUHk/s400/SAM_1313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752331207015586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty in front of his school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA-6Y2YAIhw/Tmfz0PbOdMI/AAAAAAAAA0U/4zBmNkWLePg/s1600/SAM_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA-6Y2YAIhw/Tmfz0PbOdMI/AAAAAAAAA0U/4zBmNkWLePg/s400/SAM_1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752336379049154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got to school the teacher had a few centers set up for the kids to do while she took a picture of all the kids.  Matty is writing his name and drawing a picture of him as Abby watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XIw3AZvIhOY/Tmf0WFPaAfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/i4A7EYGV4nY/s1600/SAM_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XIw3AZvIhOY/Tmf0WFPaAfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/i4A7EYGV4nY/s400/SAM_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752917760672242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty after getting his name tag and his picture taken by his teacher Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Downey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4prBdq5bwI/Tmf0Wnr5uxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/dlUxe1ImQVE/s1600/SAM_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4prBdq5bwI/Tmf0Wnr5uxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/dlUxe1ImQVE/s400/SAM_1319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752927006997266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty writing his name and something he likes that starts with the letter m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdkzZGP4PeU/Tmf0W0li7nI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LP1Sc3fmWt4/s1600/SAM_1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdkzZGP4PeU/Tmf0W0li7nI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LP1Sc3fmWt4/s400/SAM_1324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752930469998194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby loved that Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Downey&lt;/span&gt; had puppets to play with in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yHpwS4KV-E/Tmf0XcIzMhI/AAAAAAAAA00/u65HnHOkOZo/s1600/SAM_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yHpwS4KV-E/Tmf0XcIzMhI/AAAAAAAAA00/u65HnHOkOZo/s400/SAM_1333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752941086847506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty sitting next to Jimmy.  Matty meet Jimmy at the park during the summer.  Jimmy said he remembered Matty because of his handsome hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCaScWcnBTM/Tmf0XmEw0kI/AAAAAAAAA08/04zE46E1IAk/s1600/SAM_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCaScWcnBTM/Tmf0XmEw0kI/AAAAAAAAA08/04zE46E1IAk/s400/SAM_1343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649752943754269250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Trey at the end of the day.  Both still clean even though they are boys and are wearing a white shirt.  I am sure this will not be the case every day for my son.  Abby did well with Matty at school.  When we went to pick him up she ran to him and gave him a big hug.  We'll see how next week goes and she goes to preschool without Matty.  Overall Matty had a great day and liked school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8744406019054835633?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8744406019054835633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8744406019054835633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8744406019054835633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8744406019054835633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day Of School'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIPQZNi3IXM/TmfzywwM1EI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ykUilZuj9L4/s72-c/SAM_1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6831229348527889607</id><published>2011-09-07T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:40:10.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Against Girls Soccer Game</title><content type='html'>Matty loves to play soccer.  He always talks about playing soccer.  Aunt Amanda is a soccer coach and had all her stuff so the kids step up a soccer game.  Matty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kulton&lt;/span&gt; against Abby and Gwen.  The girls put on shirts so they would know who team they were on.  They had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MctMDHrOXw/TmfxkJkPH3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1jc_TWde1CY/s1600/SAM_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MctMDHrOXw/TmfxkJkPH3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1jc_TWde1CY/s400/SAM_1250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649749860905066354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kulton&lt;/span&gt; facing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCbCD-Ba650/Tmfxj-VeTFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NP9cqKT3SfU/s1600/SAM_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCbCD-Ba650/Tmfxj-VeTFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NP9cqKT3SfU/s400/SAM_1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649749857890356306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty kicking the ball past Abby and defending the goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMzjYJsGj6o/Tmfxjqzd_aI/AAAAAAAAAzU/EO6Cu3si6bk/s1600/SAM_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMzjYJsGj6o/Tmfxjqzd_aI/AAAAAAAAAzU/EO6Cu3si6bk/s400/SAM_1248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649749852647456162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and Gwen chasing down the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pe9oHQuFY50/Tmfxjcg01VI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PUzaUevMEzI/s1600/SAM_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pe9oHQuFY50/Tmfxjcg01VI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PUzaUevMEzI/s400/SAM_1244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649749848811165010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_IdU4ZBBto/TmfxkZKrioI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GcqkRNmSQkA/s1600/SAM_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_IdU4ZBBto/TmfxkZKrioI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GcqkRNmSQkA/s400/SAM_1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649749865092844162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gwen, Abby, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kulton&lt;/span&gt; looking at Grandma and Grandpa instead of keeping their eyes on the ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6831229348527889607?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6831229348527889607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6831229348527889607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6831229348527889607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6831229348527889607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-against-girls-soccer-game.html' title='Boys Against Girls Soccer Game'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MctMDHrOXw/TmfxkJkPH3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1jc_TWde1CY/s72-c/SAM_1250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8504846782894251018</id><published>2011-09-07T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:32:43.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Park with Little Bryon</title><content type='html'>When we went to Fresno we were able to meet up with Little Bryon at one of the parks and play.  The kids had so much fun playing with their cousin that they don't get to see that often.  They rode bikes, played on the playground, and had a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxYdjuCvwYU/TmfvvqG6XHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/9eixUsHo7eQ/s1600/SAM_1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxYdjuCvwYU/TmfvvqG6XHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/9eixUsHo7eQ/s400/SAM_1297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747859595746418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Little Bryon taking a moment for a picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKK_IW636xQ/TmfvvIDvsDI/AAAAAAAAAy0/iterQSukrwM/s1600/SAM_1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKK_IW636xQ/TmfvvIDvsDI/AAAAAAAAAy0/iterQSukrwM/s400/SAM_1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747850455658546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kulton going down a slide. He didn't care for it to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXal9ibZka4/Tmfvuy6fV6I/AAAAAAAAAys/3a4v7Vx6RQM/s1600/SAM_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXal9ibZka4/Tmfvuy6fV6I/AAAAAAAAAys/3a4v7Vx6RQM/s400/SAM_1299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747844779693986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and Little Bryon posing so I thought.  Abby was posing but Little Bryon was stuck and couldn't get his legs off the slide. It was a cute picture even though he wasn't posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2K-Sd3ZkHYY/TmfvuttDNvI/AAAAAAAAAyk/vh1aon1rN0o/s1600/SAM_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2K-Sd3ZkHYY/TmfvuttDNvI/AAAAAAAAAyk/vh1aon1rN0o/s400/SAM_1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747843381147378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saying Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YigZKjwTG3E/TmfvSGFWrhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FRrDsZAsXko/s1600/SAM_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YigZKjwTG3E/TmfvSGFWrhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FRrDsZAsXko/s400/SAM_1289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747351709330962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy getting in one the action riding a scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ_hZSwNZL0/TmfvRsUKGXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Huhu-5D5qmI/s1600/SAM_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ_hZSwNZL0/TmfvRsUKGXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Huhu-5D5qmI/s400/SAM_1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747344792099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testing out Little Bryon's bike and reliving his younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vvCezWosSQ/TmfvRq0SLTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/_UnS82RBJEo/s1600/SAM_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vvCezWosSQ/TmfvRq0SLTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/_UnS82RBJEo/s400/SAM_1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747344389975346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby on the playground.  She loves to play on any playground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsWvzp2F0uQ/TmfvSRX2IpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/rYi4qcavH40/s1600/SAM_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsWvzp2F0uQ/TmfvSRX2IpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/rYi4qcavH40/s400/SAM_1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747354739679890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty scooting along on the scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJJjnSsNeNM/TmfvvpCZU1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/StHqCvwVI3k/s1600/SAM_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJJjnSsNeNM/TmfvvpCZU1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/StHqCvwVI3k/s400/SAM_1305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747859308368722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Bryon and his youngest brother Kulton.  Took forever to get them both to look at the camera but we finally got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8504846782894251018?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8504846782894251018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8504846782894251018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8504846782894251018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8504846782894251018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/park-with-little-bryon.html' title='The Park with Little Bryon'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxYdjuCvwYU/TmfvvqG6XHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/9eixUsHo7eQ/s72-c/SAM_1297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-487438729045551089</id><published>2011-09-07T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:23:14.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Singer in training.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wn9ohN0ICzM/TmfuT0GjAOI/AAAAAAAAAx0/J9lkHBMw1CM/s1600/SAM_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wn9ohN0ICzM/TmfuT0GjAOI/AAAAAAAAAx0/J9lkHBMw1CM/s400/SAM_1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649746281730605282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby is my ham that is not shy.  Matty likes to show off but when others are around he is shy not little Abby.  I was putting something away at my Mom's and I heard her singing some Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Montana&lt;/span&gt; Song upstairs.  And when I went to look at why she was so loud.  She had the microphone to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; machine.  She was singing and dancing.  She was upset that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interrupting&lt;/span&gt; her jam session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-487438729045551089?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/487438729045551089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=487438729045551089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/487438729045551089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/487438729045551089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/singer-in-training.html' title='A Singer in training.'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wn9ohN0ICzM/TmfuT0GjAOI/AAAAAAAAAx0/J9lkHBMw1CM/s72-c/SAM_1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-201760751863810913</id><published>2011-09-07T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:20:27.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip and Slide at Grandma's This summer</title><content type='html'>This summer we bought a slip and slide for the kids to use at Grandma's house.  We don't have a big enough yard for it and Grandma has a huge yard so they were excited to use it at Grandma's when we visited. It took a few tries but they got the hang of it really fast and loved it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV2uzUMGNkw/TmftRmf6jdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/vE6FwD7VrY0/s1600/SAM_1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV2uzUMGNkw/TmftRmf6jdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/vE6FwD7VrY0/s400/SAM_1255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649745144207543762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby running half way down the slide before sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39FisnL4mZw/TmftRBMPnFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/vd97h-deewg/s1600/SAM_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39FisnL4mZw/TmftRBMPnFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/vd97h-deewg/s400/SAM_1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649745134192925778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby sliding towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLoSrXKdE3Q/TmftQsBBcHI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KkE-5bIFQnw/s1600/SAM_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLoSrXKdE3Q/TmftQsBBcHI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KkE-5bIFQnw/s400/SAM_1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649745128508715122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty's turn to slide down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWjvaye0hwU/TmftSm3ZPMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/wFqfGEllYWY/s1600/SAM_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWjvaye0hwU/TmftSm3ZPMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/wFqfGEllYWY/s400/SAM_1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649745161485892802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gwen sliding down the slide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-201760751863810913?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/201760751863810913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=201760751863810913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/201760751863810913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/201760751863810913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/slip-and-slide-at-grandmas-this-summer.html' title='Slip and Slide at Grandma&apos;s This summer'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV2uzUMGNkw/TmftRmf6jdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/vE6FwD7VrY0/s72-c/SAM_1255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5728220992164674635</id><published>2011-09-07T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:13:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Tejon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_oywclHNnw/Tmfsg3ZIuqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/t2RnbFpTD8E/s1600/SAM_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_oywclHNnw/Tmfsg3ZIuqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/t2RnbFpTD8E/s400/SAM_1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649744306928925346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the way back to Long Beach we stopped at Fort Tejon.  We didn't get to go all the way in but I wanted to stop because next year this is one of the parks they are closing due to budget cuts in California.  we stopped and just looked around out side.  It was getting late and I think the ranger was locking up everything up.  So we told the kids next time we come this was on the Grape Vine we will stop and go explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBSfgIQDqdc/Tmfr0hQlptI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KhVOD9LSDLs/s1600/SAM_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBSfgIQDqdc/Tmfr0hQlptI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KhVOD9LSDLs/s400/SAM_1307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649743545073247954" 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/896394601423047574-5728220992164674635?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5728220992164674635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5728220992164674635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5728220992164674635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5728220992164674635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/fort-tejon.html' title='Fort Tejon'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_oywclHNnw/Tmfsg3ZIuqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/t2RnbFpTD8E/s72-c/SAM_1306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3041258489557328056</id><published>2011-09-02T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:46:35.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Back Dating</title><content type='html'>So a long time ago I started some posts and didn't finish them.  Well I finished them today.  So you can scroll back and see some.  It's not a lot but some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3041258489557328056?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3041258489557328056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3041258489557328056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3041258489557328056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3041258489557328056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-back-dating.html' title='Some Back Dating'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8287641077494947781</id><published>2011-09-01T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:18:40.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Today as the kids were sleeping I was watching the show 911 Baby.  It's a show on Discovery Channel about babies that have to go the NICU.  When I was pregnant with Matty and Abby I was not allowed to watch these shows.  Andy didn't want me freaking myself out since I knew alot of the emotions these families and since I was on bed rest he knew I 'd be thinking  to much.  Well back to my main reason for this post.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   As I watched today I watched how babies that went to NICU had to be transported to Children's Hospital.  It reminded me how lucky I was.  Andy and I moved to Long Beach not long after we were married. We both had a strong feeling this is were we needed to be and everything with our jobs just fell into place.  Then we found out we were having Drew and then not much longer after that he made his arrival.  I had Drew at Long Beach Memorial and Drew's home was Miller's Children's Hospital.  The best thing was even though he was born at 23 weeks he and I were still just down the hall from each other.  Why was he still just down the hall.  This is because we were blessed to live in Long Beach and delivery where the children's hospital is connected to the hospital.  So Drew never had to be transported and face all the what if's of going in a ambulance ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Our family expect for my brother and Andy's cousin all live in Fresno.  So we were here on our own.  We were blessed with many nurses that treated us like family.  We still send and receive Christmas cards from some of them and in contact with them.  The life of NICU nurse is a blessing to the family far more than they know.  Many times they are standing there after the Doctor walks away and you are in tears.  They are the ones that quietly put their arms around you and explain what they just said and remind you they have to tell you worse case as well as the best case.  They are the ones that when you have to leave to go home take care of your baby when you are not there.  They share your joys and your sorrows.  We were blessed to have primary nurses. Which meant when they were working they were with your baby.  Laurie and Gayle were Drew's primary nurses.  Judy and Lydnia(Judy was there when Drew was born and cried, Lydnia took care of Drew from the very day and was the first person to let me change his diaper) even though were not their primary always checked on him.  They were there from the beginning and even after he passed away came in on their days off to be with us.  These ladies and well as many other at hospital helped me and my family more than they ever know and I know God knew what he was doing when they became part of our lives.  They are truly unsung hero's and life savers.  When we saw them it was like seeing somebody in our family not a nurse we didn't know.  I know I have told them before but it is never to enough to thank them and the whole NICU for all they did for Drew and Us.  Even though Drew never came home to our house he did have a home and the nurses made the NICU a home for a little Drew.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8287641077494947781?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8287641077494947781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8287641077494947781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8287641077494947781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8287641077494947781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/nurses.html' title='Nurses'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5934614744311895831</id><published>2011-08-30T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:45:49.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Sushi For Uncle Treavor's Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Matty and Abby were so excited when Uncle Treavor wanted to take them with him for Sushi.  On his actually birthday we had Me N Ed's the kids other favorite food.  Matty and Abby both love the rolls.  They experiment, more Abby than Matty.  Matty loves crab and when he found that California Rolls are mostly crab he was hooked!  The food came before I was able to get a picture with Uncle Treavor and the kids.  Once the food came they were all about the food and not the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEDpXqpAGyc/TmfldHI-3tI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MRUeE06eBQE/s1600/SAM_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEDpXqpAGyc/TmfldHI-3tI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MRUeE06eBQE/s400/SAM_1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649736545855266514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty showing us he can use chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vdyuAZCmRg/TmfldtPekLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kcVvpjXmDAw/s1600/SAM_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vdyuAZCmRg/TmfldtPekLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kcVvpjXmDAw/s400/SAM_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649736556083056818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby wanted more than sushi tonight so she also dined on chicken and rice.  She's a fork and fingers type of girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5934614744311895831?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5934614744311895831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5934614744311895831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5934614744311895831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5934614744311895831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/08/eating-sushi-for-uncle-treavors.html' title='Eating Sushi For Uncle Treavor&apos;s Birthday!!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEDpXqpAGyc/TmfldHI-3tI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MRUeE06eBQE/s72-c/SAM_1234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2166050034538623474</id><published>2011-08-29T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:08:05.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Beach Day With Friends</title><content type='html'>Every Monday during the summer of group of Mom's sometimes Dad's meet at  Bay and splash and play in the water and sun.  It was sad to realize  that this was going to be the last one before school started and summer  was almost over.  The kids loved going to the beach and playing with  their friends.  They would always remind me that it was Monday and it  was beach day.  We look forward to next summer for Beach Days to start  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7tQSc0hRk8/TmfpBq8CEsI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uij1pTW5jLY/s1600/SAM_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7tQSc0hRk8/TmfpBq8CEsI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uij1pTW5jLY/s400/SAM_1222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649740472474800834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anne telling me not to take her picture.  This is just for you Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N031nwodivU/TmfpBRMi_9I/AAAAAAAAAwc/N1rCtq4iTaM/s1600/SAM_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N031nwodivU/TmfpBRMi_9I/AAAAAAAAAwc/N1rCtq4iTaM/s400/SAM_1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649740465564745682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby loves building sand castles.  Many times this summer this is all she did at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-HSJkvTDV8/TmfpCh9qRwI/AAAAAAAAAws/BrVl_ZS_yoI/s1600/SAM_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-HSJkvTDV8/TmfpCh9qRwI/AAAAAAAAAws/BrVl_ZS_yoI/s400/SAM_1229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649740487245580034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty loves ships and a little boy brought one and let him play with it.  He was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Jvns5y1VFY/Tmfm7qqmOYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZterXXWIfj4/s1600/SAM_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Jvns5y1VFY/Tmfm7qqmOYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZterXXWIfj4/s400/SAM_1212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738170299201922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby running and playing with Corine with the boogie board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suKA_B9k_D0/Tmfm7R5c3uI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1Q_k2ojsGN0/s1600/SAM_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suKA_B9k_D0/Tmfm7R5c3uI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1Q_k2ojsGN0/s400/SAM_1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738163650617058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Will building a sand castle ride on the edge of the water.  They worked on this for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ-39hyDqpg/Tmfm6xzc_QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7REap1VTzs0/s1600/SAM_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ-39hyDqpg/Tmfm6xzc_QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7REap1VTzs0/s400/SAM_1215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738155035524354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stopping for a picture while working on their sand castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pedgHSjPTEI/Tmfm8fobvXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/fE5_xf5D4XE/s1600/SAM_1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pedgHSjPTEI/Tmfm8fobvXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/fE5_xf5D4XE/s400/SAM_1219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738184517205362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deborah&lt;/span&gt; always was such a good sport and would have a water fight with all the kids.  All the kids against her.  She was always drenched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGIoArY9SAQ/Tmfm74uYHVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/q8qfPbJ-ilE/s1600/SAM_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGIoArY9SAQ/Tmfm74uYHVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/q8qfPbJ-ilE/s400/SAM_1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738174073150802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby was always in the middle of the water fight.  She giggled the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGIoArY9SAQ/Tmfm74uYHVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/q8qfPbJ-ilE/s1600/SAM_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGIoArY9SAQ/Tmfm74uYHVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/q8qfPbJ-ilE/s400/SAM_1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738174073150802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is towards the towards the end of the water fight and you can see Abby is still there with her bucket full of water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2166050034538623474?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2166050034538623474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2166050034538623474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2166050034538623474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2166050034538623474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-beach-day-with-friends.html' title='Last Beach Day With Friends'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7tQSc0hRk8/TmfpBq8CEsI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uij1pTW5jLY/s72-c/SAM_1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3090987452076843200</id><published>2011-08-26T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:31:10.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splashing Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neCztPRAC04/TlfkIwosh5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/qwnsMIkpUmI/s1600/SAM_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neCztPRAC04/TlfkIwosh5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/qwnsMIkpUmI/s400/SAM_1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231497077884818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so lucky to live by the beach and when we can't get to the beach we are extra lucky to have a pool right in front of our house.  If Matty and Abby could they would spend their life in the pool.  They love to swim and play in the pool.  There are many times there are tears because they don't want to get out.  Even though they have been in for over 3 hours.  Daddy has been working on swimming without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt; with both kids.  We planned on putting them in swim lessons but before we knew it the summer has come and gone.  They both are doing very well with Daddy teaching them.  We are going to enroll them in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; lessons later this year.  Matty loves to jump in and try to get toys from the bottom of the pool and making big splashes.  Abby just loves to be in the water.  I have 2 water bugs and they have always been that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enpIlFnZkL8/TlfkBJk438I/AAAAAAAAAvU/y1NEik4LCzg/s1600/SAM_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enpIlFnZkL8/TlfkBJk438I/AAAAAAAAAvU/y1NEik4LCzg/s400/SAM_1190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231366333849538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy Matty in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeGT1bWFPow/TlfkA6kPEJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PkN7loC9O7s/s1600/SAM_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeGT1bWFPow/TlfkA6kPEJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PkN7loC9O7s/s400/SAM_1186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231362304577682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the first times Abby trying to swim without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt;.  She was not to happy with the idea at first. Now she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0PcmMMR2Go/TlfkAVXicjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8Qfgua8vnS0/s1600/SAM_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0PcmMMR2Go/TlfkAVXicjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8Qfgua8vnS0/s400/SAM_1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231352319210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Abby swimming away int he pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhYSOkMpNNA/Tlfj_bfA44I/AAAAAAAAAu0/WyAe_rY14x4/s1600/SAM_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhYSOkMpNNA/Tlfj_bfA44I/AAAAAAAAAu0/WyAe_rY14x4/s400/SAM_1177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231336781308802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBRyoUjAENE/Tlfj_4VbxqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Bu40GOIt2nw/s1600/SAM_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBRyoUjAENE/Tlfj_4VbxqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Bu40GOIt2nw/s400/SAM_1178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645231344525756066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First the jump and then the splash.  Matty loves jumping in and making waves as he says.  Abby seems to always be around him when he does this.  Both of the kids love swimming.  It is so funny when there are other people in the pool Abby will tell them from our window that that's her pool and not to mess it up. Funny little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3090987452076843200?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3090987452076843200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3090987452076843200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3090987452076843200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3090987452076843200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/08/splashing-away.html' title='Splashing Away'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neCztPRAC04/TlfkIwosh5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/qwnsMIkpUmI/s72-c/SAM_1189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1081640531801314664</id><published>2011-08-16T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:04:17.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun At The Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKD59g7BtJ0/TlF6GDFCJsI/AAAAAAAAAuk/-hD8bggV4-k/s1600/SAM_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643426052396164802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKD59g7BtJ0/TlF6GDFCJsI/AAAAAAAAAuk/-hD8bggV4-k/s400/SAM_1206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty and Abby love to go the park. Any park is fun for them. Matty likes to go to and make new friends. When we pull up he tells we were are all the kids so I can play with them. I try and take them to the park a couple times a week since we only have a small backyard and they love it so much. At this trip to the park Matty made some friends that were his age and they decided to dig a hole. He told a little boy that came up they were digging a hole to the North Pole so they can go and visit Santa and asked if he wanted to help. They dug a pretty deep whole. When Matty stood in it was up to his waist. Abby loves to play on the slides and if there is swings it's over. Abby loves the swings so much that she want's me to stand and push her the whole time. We are so lucky to have some many parks that are near us to play at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MD5GeFhjSdU/TlF4WVo2B6I/AAAAAAAAAuE/OsKkdVWGN0M/s1600/SAM_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643424133232854946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MD5GeFhjSdU/TlF4WVo2B6I/AAAAAAAAAuE/OsKkdVWGN0M/s400/SAM_1197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby loves to climb to the top, though sometimes she gets to the top and wants me to come and save her because she's scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEO4QunhgY8/TlF6Si3WPoI/AAAAAAAAAus/J_MA-cpfZsY/s1600/SAM_1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643426267087126146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEO4QunhgY8/TlF6Si3WPoI/AAAAAAAAAus/J_MA-cpfZsY/s400/SAM_1200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty hiding from Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLtEi8xXScw/TlF5JnRBzZI/AAAAAAAAAuU/w5prw8gH7mQ/s1600/SAM_1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643425014138129810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLtEi8xXScw/TlF5JnRBzZI/AAAAAAAAAuU/w5prw8gH7mQ/s400/SAM_1199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby sliding down the tallest slide at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMvptbu5E08/TlF5RXvKzzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/0on8hEMPs4Q/s1600/SAM_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643425147408535346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMvptbu5E08/TlF5RXvKzzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/0on8hEMPs4Q/s400/SAM_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty working on digging his hole to&lt;br /&gt;visit Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1081640531801314664?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1081640531801314664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1081640531801314664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1081640531801314664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1081640531801314664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='Fun At The Park'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKD59g7BtJ0/TlF6GDFCJsI/AAAAAAAAAuk/-hD8bggV4-k/s72-c/SAM_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2413452156957510492</id><published>2011-08-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:14:34.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Start Again</title><content type='html'>Life has been really busy between work and family my blog has been put to the side.  One reason I can never get on computer without Abby all over me and I would get flustered and never get finished.  I feel bad that I haven't been blogging since this is how I am recording what is going on and what the kids are doing.  So after a long break I am going to start again.  I decided that I am going to start with current stuff and when I get time go back and add from the missing time.  This way I'm putting up new stuff and adding old stuff.  So my plan is this week to add new posts this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2413452156957510492?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2413452156957510492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2413452156957510492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2413452156957510492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2413452156957510492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-will-start-again.html' title='I Will Start Again'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7132830414836063797</id><published>2011-03-30T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T18:03:02.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Years Old Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAK6UfIsGYM/TksRlpneSdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/WYmXl8VwqV8/s1600/SAM_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAK6UfIsGYM/TksRlpneSdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/WYmXl8VwqV8/s400/SAM_0953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641622296735926738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Drew,&lt;br /&gt; Today you would of turned 7.  Where has the time gone.   It seems like yesterday that you blessed our family. Like every year we  celebrated you on your day.  Your brother and sister love you even  though they never met you here on earth.  They will know you.  Abby sees  your picture and tells me that's our baby Drew, Mommy.  Matty will ask  me questions about what you are doing in Heaven. Matty also said that we had to have a chocolate cake because he knows that it's your favorite.    Not a day go by that  we don't think about you.   We miss you so much.  I long for the day  that I can hold you in my arms.  We miss you so much and we know that  you are having a Happy Birthday in Heaven!!&lt;br /&gt;We Love You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAK6UfIsGYM/TksRlpneSdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/WYmXl8VwqV8/s1600/SAM_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ElNz2ycAfx4/TksSRv_KQvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/M6nFo2Q9klA/s1600/SAM_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ElNz2ycAfx4/TksSRv_KQvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/M6nFo2Q9klA/s400/SAM_0955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641623054360134386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Abby with Drew's Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7132830414836063797?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7132830414836063797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7132830414836063797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7132830414836063797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7132830414836063797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/08/7-years-old-today.html' title='7 Years Old Today'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAK6UfIsGYM/TksRlpneSdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/WYmXl8VwqV8/s72-c/SAM_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3258038582636805755</id><published>2011-03-26T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:18:13.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQkjaJiHKM/Tkxa5hR1p1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/frJcJzswM_o/s1600/SAM_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQkjaJiHKM/Tkxa5hR1p1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/frJcJzswM_o/s400/SAM_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641984377420621650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother was getting married in Pismo and it was at a little inn and we thought we might not be able to take the kids so.... We asked Jessi if she wanted to go to Pismo and watch the kids and then have some fun hanging out.  We then asked Melissa and Tony if they wanted to go and a fun filled weekend we planned.  Good thing Jessi came to watch the kids because the morning my brother got married it was raining and so it was good for them to stay at the hotel and have fun with Jessi.  We took the Johnson's to our favorite and the best clam chowder place Splash Cafe on Friday with my parents.  After the wedding on Saturday we headed over to Morro Bay.  As we were walking we found a Pillow Pet Store and Jessi(who is 17) and Abby were in heaven.  We ate a yummy dinner at Dockside.  We hung out in around Pismo all weekend and it was a nice and relaxing weekend(even though it rained almost all day Saturday).  As we were driving back Sunday Abby and Matty wanted to know when are we going to Pismo again.  Andy and I love Pismo we went there alot when we lived in Fresno.  So we told the kids that we would come back soon.  It was a fun filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jPBqEHn6E0o/Tkxa6MMtVnI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Q7FuUNzYa7g/s1600/SAM_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jPBqEHn6E0o/Tkxa6MMtVnI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Q7FuUNzYa7g/s400/SAM_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641984388941829746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Jessi and Abby walking on the pier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yVIM9AY50M/Tkxa57Pv0iI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MhfQcpCaYJ8/s1600/SAM_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yVIM9AY50M/Tkxa57Pv0iI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MhfQcpCaYJ8/s400/SAM_0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641984384391172642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby with Mommy and Daddy on the pier.  Matty was off with Grandma and Grandpa exploring downtown Pismo with them while we walked out to the end of the pier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHRJRmdE_tE/Tkxd1oFEcbI/AAAAAAAAAts/eQXS7W0qH90/s1600/SAM_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHRJRmdE_tE/Tkxd1oFEcbI/AAAAAAAAAts/eQXS7W0qH90/s400/SAM_0952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641987609061519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQkjaJiHKM/Tkxa5hR1p1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/frJcJzswM_o/s1600/SAM_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3258038582636805755?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3258038582636805755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3258038582636805755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3258038582636805755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3258038582636805755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2011/03/pismo.html' title='Pismo'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQkjaJiHKM/Tkxa5hR1p1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/frJcJzswM_o/s72-c/SAM_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3289967982692723960</id><published>2010-04-21T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:06:30.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Douglas Matthew Gomez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/S99wEgWW6JI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/TdHl9dZzf6c/s1600/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/S99wEgWW6JI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/TdHl9dZzf6c/s400/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211695356569746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/S99wEI446yI/AAAAAAAAAsI/fNwH33mXiE0/s1600/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/S99wEI446yI/AAAAAAAAAsI/fNwH33mXiE0/s400/DSC02183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211689058954018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story began 4 years ago.  After months of struggling with inferitlity and wanting so much to have you we were blessed with Matty in our life.  On April 20, 2006 I went to visit my doctor.  I was over a week overdue.  Yes overdue!  We were so surprised becasue the doctor thought you would have come at least 2 weeks earlier yet you were happy where you were.  After the doctor appointment he gave me a slip to come and be induced early that morning. I was so excited you were finally going to come.  After months of trying to concieve and then months of bed rest it was time to meet you.  I went to my non stress test and the nurse and the doctor didn't like that you were to comfortable so they decided to it was time for you to come.  The Doctor said I'll see you tomorrow you should have him in a few hours.  Well I called your Dad and he meet us at the hosiptal.  And we were getting nervous because we knew you would be here soon.  Well that wasn't the case.  Instead of being face down you were face up and you did not want to drop down.  So after much drama and the doctor said around midnight that it was time to have a C-section.  So off we went and at 1:53 am you were born and we could not be happier.  The same doctor who deliver your brother Drew deliver you Dr. Smith.  Also you were born 1 hour after your brother time he was born at 12:53 am.  It was a funny little thing we noticed.  I can't believe that 4 fun filled years have gone by and you have been Mommies little boy.  You have always been a great big brother to Abby even though at 2 you had to share your Mommy and Daddy with her.  You have always been my easy going boy.  You always make us laugh especially when you tell us your not Matty your Douglas.  Grandpa always smiles when you say that.  You will always be Matty to us.  We love you so much and are grateful everyday that you are a part of our family!! Happy Birthday Matty we love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3289967982692723960?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3289967982692723960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3289967982692723960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3289967982692723960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3289967982692723960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2010/04/douglas-matthew-gomez.html' title='Douglas Matthew Gomez'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/S99wEgWW6JI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/TdHl9dZzf6c/s72-c/DSC00910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3813528779318889621</id><published>2010-03-30T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:38:28.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew</title><content type='html'>Six years ago today I was blessed to become a Mom to a very special little boy.  He taught me so much.  Even though his time here was short I was so blessed to be his Mom.  I look forward to the day that I will be able to see him again and hug and kiss him with out any tubes in the way and to feel him hug me back.  I love him so much and there is not a day that goes by that I don't think of Drew!! I know that his is watch us from the other side.  Happy Birthday!!! We all love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3813528779318889621?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3813528779318889621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3813528779318889621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3813528779318889621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3813528779318889621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2010/03/drew.html' title='Drew'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7545838110264179124</id><published>2009-11-19T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:25:40.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Swhalyyi7XI/AAAAAAAAArw/RTEOXfgwEkM/s1600/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Swhalyyi7XI/AAAAAAAAArw/RTEOXfgwEkM/s400/DSC01550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406670957993717106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SwhamSIys7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/ASgXqmuzx5Q/s1600/Papas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SwhamSIys7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/ASgXqmuzx5Q/s400/Papas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406670966408524722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDocuments%20and%20Settings%5COwner%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These two were born 5 1/2 years ago.  They were 7 days apart and Gwen is still here with us while Drew's time was short but is waiting for us on the other side.  Well Gwen is now in Kindergarten and is doing so well.  I was talking to my sister yesterday and she was telling me about Gwen's parent teacher conference.  One  thing really stuck out to me.  Last year Gwen had a friend Andrew who was Autistic and she was very protective of him.  She helped him and didn't let anyone make fun of him and helped him with whatever he needed.  So this year she has another little boy in her class with special needs.  She is the same way.  She makes sure no one makes fun of him and takes care of him.  If he needs his shoes tied she ties then, helps him with his snack.  Her teacher is so proud of her because so many are mean or tattle on him and don't help him.  They just don't understand.  I think Gwen has some help from her little cousin on the other side.  With Drew we didn't know if he was or wasn't going to have any lasting effects from being born at 23 weeks he didn't have a brain bleed but there was still a chance he could have had special needs.  I know that Gwen would have taken care of Drew just like she does her little friends at school  What a special little girl she is.  I am so proud of her to have those qualities at such a young age.  She truly is special and I truly love her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7545838110264179124?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7545838110264179124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7545838110264179124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7545838110264179124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7545838110264179124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/11/gwen.html' title='Gwen'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Swhalyyi7XI/AAAAAAAAArw/RTEOXfgwEkM/s72-c/DSC01550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6507087953734010685</id><published>2009-07-31T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:09:47.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What I Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Matty comes up running to me this moring telling me to look what he painted. I said what and he proceeded to show me Abby's face and legs and his face and legs. Then he tells me that he wanted me to take a picture of what a good job he did. It was so hard not to laugh. Who would of known that blue highlighter was so hard to get off skin. There is still some on them still! Hopely when they take a bath it will all come off. So here is some pictures of Matt's Art Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHBW7qyiI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nyjr2s18808/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780038533859874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHBW7qyiI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nyjr2s18808/s320/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty's art work on his face. He was so proud.  He was told if he did art work on anything other than paper next time he would be in trouble and that our body's are not for coloring on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHA-B2SsI/AAAAAAAAAns/62yK60hiaTE/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780031848893122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHA-B2SsI/AAAAAAAAAns/62yK60hiaTE/s320/DSC01409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby's face.  The blue ink was actually darker than this picture shows.  The flash on the camera lighten it some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHAQLF8XI/AAAAAAAAAnk/9uaSlMuqb98/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780019539636594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHAQLF8XI/AAAAAAAAAnk/9uaSlMuqb98/s320/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty's legs all decorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHALN5IgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/VMHKOHEunVc/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780018209202690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHALN5IgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/VMHKOHEunVc/s320/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Abby's legs.  Matty made Abby sit down so I could take a picture of their legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOG_kuwOMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ZN4I6s5DWVM/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780007878047938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOG_kuwOMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ZN4I6s5DWVM/s320/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of Abby's face painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6507087953734010685?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6507087953734010685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6507087953734010685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6507087953734010685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6507087953734010685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-what-i-found.html' title='Look What I Found'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOHBW7qyiI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nyjr2s18808/s72-c/DSC01408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-891042768802162838</id><published>2009-07-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:19:13.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Day</title><content type='html'>Edwards has free movies on Tuesdays and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; throughout the summer. I have been meaning to take the kids all summer but something was going on or we forgot. So today they were showing Veggie Tales A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pirate&lt;/span&gt; Movie. Matty loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pirates&lt;/span&gt; so I knew I needed to make sure that I made it to this one. So we invited Matty's friend Mateo along and went. They had so much fun. Abby on the other had was tired towards the end and started getting a little scared to the loud sounds and dark and so I ended up standing for part of the movie at the bottom of the rows. Over all it was fun and the kids had fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJDH_Y3iI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WMi8adGOb6g/s1600-h/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782267905924642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJDH_Y3iI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WMi8adGOb6g/s320/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty standing watching the previews.  It was nice that they were able to move around a little more than normal because the whole place was packed with kids doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJC4N8MAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/x-_F-0sx2YU/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782263671992322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJC4N8MAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/x-_F-0sx2YU/s320/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby dancing to the song at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJCdje5LI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KYZCVBKzQuw/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782256514589874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJCdje5LI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KYZCVBKzQuw/s320/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty eating his snacks before the movie started and watching previews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJB-7KA0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZhEbbxEsCnU/s1600-h/DSC01396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782248292385602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJB-7KA0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZhEbbxEsCnU/s320/DSC01396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby wanted a drink and wanted to drink out of my cup but wouldn't take her eyes off the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJBmRByyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/mtikQ0ECBL4/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782241673235234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJBmRByyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/mtikQ0ECBL4/s320/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Mateo waiting for the movie to start. Matty was so excited.  He got a poster and card game because he wore his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pirate&lt;/span&gt; shirt to the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-891042768802162838?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/891042768802162838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=891042768802162838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/891042768802162838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/891042768802162838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-day.html' title='Movie Day'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOJDH_Y3iI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WMi8adGOb6g/s72-c/DSC01398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1945476792148156124</id><published>2009-07-26T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:23:33.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love Ice Cream Sandwiches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week while I was at the store Matty tells me that it is so hot and he needs some ice cream.  So I looked at the ice cream sandwiches and they were on sale and so I thought I would get them.  Matty is my little sweet tooth.  He loves anything sweet especially chocolate.  Abby likes ice cream but she has never had an ice cream sandwich.  Let me say I think we found her new love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363298007158533650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DHx0-rhI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZXZoP174MOA/s320/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby enjoying her ice cream sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DIKYaVAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/n0w1um4IhfU/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363298013749597186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DIKYaVAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/n0w1um4IhfU/s320/DSC01382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can tell that she likes it.....it's all over.  I think the messer they are the more they like it. She was even licking her fingers when her sandwich was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363298021860215778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DIomIi-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Kh1h_oCuWCg/s320/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After she licked her fingers the funniest thing.......she started licking the plate clean.  We just couldn't stop laughing and she kept licking that plate clean to make sure she didn't leave anything behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DJVn2otI/AAAAAAAAAm0/AytSoSXe_y4/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363298033947026130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DJVn2otI/AAAAAAAAAm0/AytSoSXe_y4/s320/DSC01383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty enjoying his last bite of his ice cream sandwich.   To me it looks like he has his hand on a bottle of coke at the same time.  What a silly little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DIwRZ0OI/AAAAAAAAAms/iB3aoU898kA/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363298023920750818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DIwRZ0OI/AAAAAAAAAms/iB3aoU898kA/s320/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiling when he was done and wanting more like a true sweet tooth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1945476792148156124?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1945476792148156124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1945476792148156124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1945476792148156124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1945476792148156124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-love-ice-cream-sandwiches.html' title='We Love Ice Cream Sandwiches'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm5DHx0-rhI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZXZoP174MOA/s72-c/DSC01381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-983518421102398951</id><published>2009-07-16T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:39:26.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Ark</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785690783672178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMKXNCZ3I/AAAAAAAAAok/BBhkA0BtAPI/s320/DSC01311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa Brower set up a reservation to go to the Noah's Ark exhbit at the Skirball and we were lucky enough to go. Last year I was there for a class that I took and thought that when the kids were older it would be fun bring Matty and Abby. A cool thing we learned about this Noah's Ark exhbit was that everything was made with things that we use everyday.  For example the had a bear made with an old bathtub.  It was really cool.  The kids had a blast and we will be going back in the near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMz6nrvzI/AAAAAAAAAps/wIVFRsZymeM/s1600-h/DSC01348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786404665311026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMz6nrvzI/AAAAAAAAAps/wIVFRsZymeM/s320/DSC01348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby and Matty cleaning up the fake poop yes poop.  The ark had animals and they felt it was important to have this here.  When we told Matty what it was he thought it was funny.  Abby just liked sweeping.  If only she would love it when it is her chore to do when she gets older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMzhuikrI/AAAAAAAAApk/f8v0vHk2QhY/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786397983183538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMzhuikrI/AAAAAAAAApk/f8v0vHk2QhY/s320/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a wooden ark for the kids to play with.  It the same as a doll house but and ark instead with animals instead of dolls.  Matty loved it and played for a long time here.  Abby liked to climb on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMzDZO4OI/AAAAAAAAApc/AoOf7Up41qk/s1600-h/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786389840748770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMzDZO4OI/AAAAAAAAApc/AoOf7Up41qk/s320/DSC01341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a turtle that Matty really liked it was really life like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMy6KS9tI/AAAAAAAAApU/apyBpgpOKsQ/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786387362182866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMy6KS9tI/AAAAAAAAApU/apyBpgpOKsQ/s320/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby sitting on the Walrus chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMyRIg6KI/AAAAAAAAApM/OEYxdZ1VOzY/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786376348854434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMyRIg6KI/AAAAAAAAApM/OEYxdZ1VOzY/s320/DSC01319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beginining of the ark.  Abbby was ready to move on but Matty was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMMHbxH8I/AAAAAAAAApE/ueLoEDp0JBU/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785720910225346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMMHbxH8I/AAAAAAAAApE/ueLoEDp0JBU/s320/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and Matty pulling the string to open a door and letting light in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMLhTxtMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/t1iyHIEKXQU/s1600-h/DSC01322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785710676161730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMLhTxtMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/t1iyHIEKXQU/s320/DSC01322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby found the room in the ark that had all the stuffed animals and was pulling them out and bringing them to so me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMLGnRI5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/Xiwm5IrsXoo/s1600-h/DSC01314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785703510156178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMLGnRI5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/Xiwm5IrsXoo/s320/DSC01314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty loved this.  You put the animals on the belt and turned the wheel to have the animals 2 x 2 go on the ark.  He was alot of work but he loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMK8u4toI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z02V05jjlw0/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785700857755266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMK8u4toI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z02V05jjlw0/s320/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beginining of the Ark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-983518421102398951?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/983518421102398951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=983518421102398951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/983518421102398951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/983518421102398951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/07/noahs-ark.html' title='Noah&apos;s Ark'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOMKXNCZ3I/AAAAAAAAAok/BBhkA0BtAPI/s72-c/DSC01311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8310049145157957890</id><published>2009-02-08T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:20:50.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364777970075786674" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOFI9U1XbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/iwRoRhWr-mw/s320/img002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOFJAE0RDI/AAAAAAAAAnM/H3AjiDKQ7mI/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364777970813912114" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 279px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOFJAE0RDI/AAAAAAAAAnM/H3AjiDKQ7mI/s320/img001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't it's been 6 years since Andy and I were married.  How our lives have changed.  I look forward to the next 60 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8310049145157957890?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8310049145157957890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8310049145157957890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8310049145157957890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8310049145157957890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-years-ago.html' title='6 Years Ago'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SnOFI9U1XbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/iwRoRhWr-mw/s72-c/img002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4317883563369864548</id><published>2009-01-19T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:19:32.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happies Place On Earth With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0CAwV4wUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Q1NY46-C3kg/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944943268086082" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0CAwV4wUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Q1NY46-C3kg/s320/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the day with our friends The Morrison's at Disneyland.  Yes, Disneyland is one of our favorite places.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0CAeZlATI/AAAAAAAAAmE/cotXrgBryOk/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944938451730738" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0CAeZlATI/AAAAAAAAAmE/cotXrgBryOk/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mikey's House!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0BzZujJLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8LJ9dtO0QT8/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944713859212466" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0BzZujJLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8LJ9dtO0QT8/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby loves the Teacups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0BzF_WgrI/AAAAAAAAAl0/H7WE4eTZNNA/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944708560978610" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0BzF_WgrI/AAAAAAAAAl0/H7WE4eTZNNA/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty, Daddy, and Luke on the Tea Cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Bylh-2QI/AAAAAAAAAls/eYi6qqFFuE0/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944699847858434" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Bylh-2QI/AAAAAAAAAls/eYi6qqFFuE0/s320/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding The Horses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0ByL1wQ-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/ftBcCCd92Yk/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944692951466978" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0ByL1wQ-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/ftBcCCd92Yk/s320/DSC00561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Will waiting in line for the rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4317883563369864548?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4317883563369864548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4317883563369864548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4317883563369864548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4317883563369864548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/01/happies-place-on-earth-with-friends.html' title='The Happies Place On Earth With Friends'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0CAwV4wUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Q1NY46-C3kg/s72-c/DSC00576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5652932132063526099</id><published>2009-01-05T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:24:50.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Park and Building A City Of Train Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we took the kids to the park and meet up with some friends.  The kids love going to the park and playing.  We were so lucky Daddy was off and able to come with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0AxNELAkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GiMj3zJ-SjA/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362943576588878402" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0AxNELAkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GiMj3zJ-SjA/s320/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby being pushed on the swim by Daddy.  She loves the swing and cries when you take out of the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Aw9S4BGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SvL1T_gM7tM/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362943572355581026" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Aw9S4BGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SvL1T_gM7tM/s320/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy pushing Abby some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0AwQElzqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/qKX4nGg5h54/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362943560216071842" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0AwQElzqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/qKX4nGg5h54/s320/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Audrey swinging together.  They are so funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Ax-miyfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/-ipu2j168hQ/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362943589886380530" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Ax-miyfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/-ipu2j168hQ/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Matty love building train cities. This is just one of many cities they have built together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Axkdef6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/cLD5DIP_AGw/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362943582869028770" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0Axkdef6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/cLD5DIP_AGw/s320/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty working on his train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5652932132063526099?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5652932132063526099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5652932132063526099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5652932132063526099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5652932132063526099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2009/01/park-and-building-city-of-train-tracks.html' title='The Park and Building A City Of Train Tracks'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Sm0AxNELAkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GiMj3zJ-SjA/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2416326438846174655</id><published>2008-12-25T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:31:51.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning At Grandma's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year we spent Christmas in Clovis.  The kids had a blast being at Grandma's and Grandpa's &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-RK9v5lI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5jgrPjiQxro/s1600-h/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940827245995602" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-RK9v5lI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5jgrPjiQxro/s320/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty opening some of his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-Pts8NBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/AK92fM8PTGY/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940802211001362" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-Pts8NBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/AK92fM8PTGY/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Gwen helping Abby open one of her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-PN0Fy1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/yiUeNsY7hHM/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940793651055442" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-PN0Fy1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/yiUeNsY7hHM/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma opening a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-O1S5zDI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eiOl4_xm9Hc/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940787069406258" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-O1S5zDI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eiOl4_xm9Hc/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy helping Abby open a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-OTocyQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rMViolKNCkw/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940778032974082" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-OTocyQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rMViolKNCkw/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and Daddy!! Daddy doesn't like this picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-wRAVHAI/AAAAAAAAAkU/W9k-hzaOLhg/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941361443380226" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-wRAVHAI/AAAAAAAAAkU/W9k-hzaOLhg/s320/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty holding his little cousin Blake who was born a few days before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-vmBOkjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/nLzTw2kT718/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941349904421426" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-vmBOkjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/nLzTw2kT718/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we didn't get a white Christmas from snow but we did have hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-vPhWfcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/MGkU7cVT234/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941343865142722" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-vPhWfcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/MGkU7cVT234/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz_elAemnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yscqeZpogTk/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362942157086694002" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz_elAemnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yscqeZpogTk/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty after playing outside in the mud puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362942172684174338" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz_ffHNRAI/AAAAAAAAAks/F8duTSmyLfg/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362942166561783026" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz_fITg_PI/AAAAAAAAAkk/5yX3ZrEX8-I/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2416326438846174655?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2416326438846174655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2416326438846174655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2416326438846174655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2416326438846174655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-morning-at-grandmas.html' title='Christmas Morning At Grandma&apos;s'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz-RK9v5lI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5jgrPjiQxro/s72-c/DSC00487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7972242265150978246</id><published>2008-12-16T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:35:35.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Under The Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8yv_67gI/AAAAAAAAAic/TY6cBcdZR2Q/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939205099646466" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8yv_67gI/AAAAAAAAAic/TY6cBcdZR2Q/s320/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby loves to pull the present from under the Christmas tree and play with them.  Little does she know what inside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8yD-2xfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/lcO_HpJEbGE/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939193284019698" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8yD-2xfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/lcO_HpJEbGE/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Abby posing in front of the Tree.  They love to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8xvjZNmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uOGwi0WFR34/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939187800127074" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8xvjZNmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uOGwi0WFR34/s320/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty knows that a toy or something for him is in some of these packages so he'd love for Abby to open one up for them to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8xbBSfuI/AAAAAAAAAiE/A-QiTLH9Px0/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939182288371426" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8xbBSfuI/AAAAAAAAAiE/A-QiTLH9Px0/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More posing in front of the Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8w4AW2KI/AAAAAAAAAh8/XGDGK8a-ZcQ/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939172889221282" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8w4AW2KI/AAAAAAAAAh8/XGDGK8a-ZcQ/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby posing in front of the Tree in her Christmas dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7972242265150978246?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7972242265150978246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7972242265150978246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7972242265150978246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7972242265150978246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-under-christmas-tree.html' title='Fun Under The Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8yv_67gI/AAAAAAAAAic/TY6cBcdZR2Q/s72-c/DSC00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3585770561469546903</id><published>2008-12-13T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:38:37.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ward Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8CRG4HyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/cfEKsfNf5eU/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938372173602594" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8CRG4HyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/cfEKsfNf5eU/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year our ward has a Christmas party.  This year the theme was How The Grinch Stole Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8BqiTJjI/AAAAAAAAAhs/s0F0h1TnDkk/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938361819637298" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8BqiTJjI/AAAAAAAAAhs/s0F0h1TnDkk/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids watching the Grinch Stole Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8BDYUmLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oS0sLlQP8w8/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938351308806322" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8BDYUmLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oS0sLlQP8w8/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Mommy in front of the Christmas Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8A4_A2aI/AAAAAAAAAhc/TqW0b5R9c9Y/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938348518300066" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8A4_A2aI/AAAAAAAAAhc/TqW0b5R9c9Y/s320/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting to eat even though Abby has already started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8AcYlZoI/AAAAAAAAAhU/2pLpZFLVdBI/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938340840924802" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8AcYlZoI/AAAAAAAAAhU/2pLpZFLVdBI/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty and Abby posing in Santa's chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3585770561469546903?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3585770561469546903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3585770561469546903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3585770561469546903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3585770561469546903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/12/ward-christmas-party.html' title='Ward Christmas Party'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz8CRG4HyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/cfEKsfNf5eU/s72-c/DSC00399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6653885698035657455</id><published>2008-12-01T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:44:56.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating The Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7a5in3sI/AAAAAAAAAhM/N4J0Ll67fhM/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362937695832628930" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7a5in3sI/AAAAAAAAAhM/N4J0Ll67fhM/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty was so excited to help decorate the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7aUGCj3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/W-0awFtW28U/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362937685780631410" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7aUGCj3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/W-0awFtW28U/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Abby's !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7Z74C4sI/AAAAAAAAAg8/fEdZlVtl6mc/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362937679279481538" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7Z74C4sI/AAAAAAAAAg8/fEdZlVtl6mc/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Abby hanging out watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7ZsuHfII/AAAAAAAAAg0/27AcLDe6pQg/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362937675211308162" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7ZsuHfII/AAAAAAAAAg0/27AcLDe6pQg/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty hanging some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6653885698035657455?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6653885698035657455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6653885698035657455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6653885698035657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6653885698035657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/12/decorating-christmas-tree.html' title='Decorating The Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz7a5in3sI/AAAAAAAAAhM/N4J0Ll67fhM/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8851026814722079094</id><published>2008-11-28T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:50:08.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2tVbRhRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ThHEWGkj0KE/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362932514997503250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2tVbRhRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ThHEWGkj0KE/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanksgiving was a wonderful day of spending time with family and friends.  Sorry forgot to take pictures on the day of Thanksgiving (to busy cooking).  The next day we went to the Fresno Temple with my parents and Jared to do some work for my Dad's side of the family and then we headed back out to my parents for some fun!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2PtYXwxI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1fH4Fyv91-s/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362932006031704850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2PtYXwxI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1fH4Fyv91-s/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am trying to get a picture of all the cousins for my Mom.  She using thier pictures as her Christmas card.  They all were to busy to sit still.  It took kus forever to get this one with Uncle Bryon in the picture.  We eventually just took of piicture of the different sets of kids.  If you notice we were missing Gwen in this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2PF7U8TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YJNZg32dCTE/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931995440902450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2PF7U8TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YJNZg32dCTE/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa and Abby hanging out will everyone was outside playin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2OtczLrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vgS7aQdxocM/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931988870409906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2OtczLrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vgS7aQdxocM/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing for the camera in her super cute jacket that Uncle Mel gave Abby. The hood has little ears and is super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2OUsaZzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vOoihmobmeQ/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931982225008434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2OUsaZzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vOoihmobmeQ/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A huge leaf fight started after I thought it would be cool to pile the leaves up and have Matty jump in them.  Little did I know that this huge leaf fight would start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2N44keOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cBcdwUeQ0dk/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931974759807202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2N44keOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cBcdwUeQ0dk/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jared was climbing in the trees so Matty wanted to do the same.  So Jared is helping Matty get up into the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1fWiOrAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/brH6kJ275hI/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931175265315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1fWiOrAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/brH6kJ275hI/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jared in one of Grandma's trees.  When we were younger he would have been in so much trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1e50nPxI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Rd5i2H0htUo/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931167557795602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1e50nPxI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Rd5i2H0htUo/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy brought some rockets to set off. Here are all the boys waiting patiently for the rockets to be set up and waiting for blast off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1eUi00JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UCCRNgLef8I/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931157551075474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1eUi00JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UCCRNgLef8I/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here the boys thought it would be fun to bury Brianne in the leaves.  Heaven knows what they would do if they had sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1d-VnBkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/xHAwbMHriSI/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931151590065730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1d-VnBkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/xHAwbMHriSI/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Rockets are ready to be launched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1dVjU3jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8jInvzHGKDw/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931140641742386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz1dVjU3jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8jInvzHGKDw/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But not before a few more leaves being thrown in the air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8851026814722079094?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8851026814722079094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8851026814722079094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8851026814722079094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8851026814722079094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/Smz2tVbRhRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ThHEWGkj0KE/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3959088350743639322</id><published>2008-11-15T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:01:35.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Please!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matty has been asking for a couple of weeks to go to Disneyland and with the fires Long Beach had alot of smoke and the air quality was not good so we thought lets try Disneyland. And to our surprise it was a little cloudy but the wind was blowning and kept the smoke smell away. Matty and Abby of course had a great time. And so did Andy and I. It was fun to see the thrill in their eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPrcRN5HI/AAAAAAAAAcs/c5iJEnTNX0A/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439909253211250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPrcRN5HI/AAAAAAAAAcs/c5iJEnTNX0A/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the end of the day the wind was dying down and the smoke was coming in so it was time to leave the happiest place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPqfMXB1I/AAAAAAAAAck/0X03AZy8oeo/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439892858275666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPqfMXB1I/AAAAAAAAAck/0X03AZy8oeo/s320/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty getting ready for his 1st roller coaster ride.  He called the roller coaster in Toon Town a train. He was excited but got a little scared during the ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPqF7qw0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/xdTplzXgizw/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439886077379394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPqF7qw0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/xdTplzXgizw/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPppSeEdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/8luzNk_Uw2U/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439878388388306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPppSeEdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/8luzNk_Uw2U/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Mommy in Line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPozxS23I/AAAAAAAAAcM/BJPSMNBbdc8/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439864022162290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPozxS23I/AAAAAAAAAcM/BJPSMNBbdc8/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty loves the Tea Cups and so he took his Daddy on this ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3959088350743639322?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3959088350743639322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3959088350743639322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3959088350743639322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3959088350743639322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/11/disneyland-please.html' title='Disneyland Please!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDPrcRN5HI/AAAAAAAAAcs/c5iJEnTNX0A/s72-c/DSC00192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4592409176645316901</id><published>2008-11-10T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:52:12.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's 6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDORfwAVcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HNWR_BBG91o/s1600-h/ed3c3a88-a845-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269438363999425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDORfwAVcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HNWR_BBG91o/s320/ed3c3a88-a845-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok let me ask you.....Where has the time gone. It just seems like yesterday that Abby was this little baby and we were just coming home from the hosiptal. And know she is 6 months old. When she turned 5 months Abby got her ears pierced. Which she screamed and cried in Dr. Kallah's office(her nurse pierced her ears for us). I am glad that we did it. She doesn't even play with her earrings and she won't remember the pain. At 5 1/2 months she cute her 1st tooth and is working on her 2nd tooth. At her 6 month appointment Dr. Kallah said she is doing very well. She skipped rolling over and went straight to sitting up and scooting around. Dr. Kallah said that was fine some kids skip rolling over and does it later. She found another way to get around. Abby is trying to crawl. She is getting her legs up but no crawling yet. Which is fine. I can't imagion 2 mobile kids. Abby reminds me alot of my Dad. She will smile and talk to anyone. It was funny me and my brothers used to get embrassed when my Dad would talk to totally strangers and here I am with my Daughter who I am sure will do the same thing. She is such an easy going Baby. She loves Matty they have this little bond and it is so cute. Dr. Kallah tells me this is good and they will be close because they get along so well which makes me happy. Abby is 18 lbs 8oz which the 90th percentile and 26 1/4 in long which is the 75th percentile. She is such a happy baby even when she is crying she is smiling. To funny. Abby loves eating food but she does not like peas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM3OCWEBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OHCusQ7WVgk/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436813056282642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM3OCWEBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OHCusQ7WVgk/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Daddy with the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM2vK6wiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5L5L0OpJEHs/s1600-h/e2f1dac2-a84a-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436804770742818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM2vK6wiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5L5L0OpJEHs/s320/e2f1dac2-a84a-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby's loved the camera she just smile at the lady whenever she pointed the camera at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM2X4IhYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/SWUHQFFOq2U/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436798517937538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDM2X4IhYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/SWUHQFFOq2U/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Buddies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMOK3q3YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/mQh6kISa5dY/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436107831565698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMOK3q3YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/mQh6kISa5dY/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty trying to feed Abby. Funny thig she would open her mouth for him every time he would give her a spoon fun of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNpG9mPI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FQEVRfCFhXY/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436098768902386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNpG9mPI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FQEVRfCFhXY/s320/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby tring on her Christmas Dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNeZ5KYI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3wgZRvqmaqo/s1600-h/a5c6d028-a846-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436095895513474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNeZ5KYI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3wgZRvqmaqo/s320/a5c6d028-a846-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flirting with the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNdOI2WI/AAAAAAAAAbM/qzqRJ_drbig/s1600-h/7b1d15e5-a84b-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436095577774434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNdOI2WI/AAAAAAAAAbM/qzqRJ_drbig/s320/7b1d15e5-a84b-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking Pictures in her outfit Uncle Mel got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNECCxQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0wLKJYY3dlY/s1600-h/5f0d6672-a84b-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436088816157954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDMNECCxQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0wLKJYY3dlY/s320/5f0d6672-a84b-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was smiling in every picture. It was hard to chose the pictures whe liked the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4592409176645316901?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4592409176645316901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4592409176645316901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4592409176645316901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4592409176645316901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/11/abbys-6-months-old.html' title='Abby&apos;s 6 Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDORfwAVcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HNWR_BBG91o/s72-c/ed3c3a88-a845-11dd-8719-000e0c3ef985w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7057118172995374033</id><published>2008-10-31T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:14:37.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today at daycare the kids were all dressed up and ready to go the pumpkin patch but it rained and instead they got to go to chucky cheese. Let me tell you Matty loved it and has been asking to go back. After I got off work we headed over to the Cole's house to go trick or treating with them. We had a yummy dinner and enjoyed the evening of trick and treats with our friends!! Thanks guys we had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEvcAF3qI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1smEJWJvSpA/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427883272953506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEvcAF3qI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1smEJWJvSpA/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This what Abby did most of the time while we were out Trick or Treating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEu2Lq_hI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nB1DsTlE96M/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427873120976402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEu2Lq_hI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nB1DsTlE96M/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallas and Abby enjoying the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFppBg-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Yyl9MR7_nGQ/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427165379789794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFppBg-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Yyl9MR7_nGQ/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty taking a moment to pose for the camera. He is a busy little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFT3clvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fJYyG2USBK0/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427159534704370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFT3clvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fJYyG2USBK0/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy with Matty and Mateo. They were so cute they held hands while they walked house to house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFE3cUEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/myZ2udxI8eQ/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427155508154434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEFE3cUEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/myZ2udxI8eQ/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The soon to be newly weds Lorena and John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEE53mfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WCn9c5j4KPw/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427152556031314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEE53mfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WCn9c5j4KPw/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby and Katie. The girls will be out there with the boys next year giving them a run for their candy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEEmw2_yI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Plc2r0LS_k4/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427147427479330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEEmw2_yI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Plc2r0LS_k4/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Abby before they went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7057118172995374033?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7057118172995374033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7057118172995374033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7057118172995374033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7057118172995374033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDEvcAF3qI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1smEJWJvSpA/s72-c/DSC00153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-313475027399167619</id><published>2008-10-25T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:31:21.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight was the night Matty had been waiting for all week. He got to help Daddy carve the pumpkins&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIxfiWxkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fQ-1Kxjvgyw/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269432316628223554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIxfiWxkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fQ-1Kxjvgyw/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Pumpkin Family Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIe8_4TlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/rtS4FPUujCU/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431998119169618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIe8_4TlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/rtS4FPUujCU/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty waiting for Dad to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIeOh3nHI/AAAAAAAAAas/_9P9OUrnnGE/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431985645263986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIeOh3nHI/AAAAAAAAAas/_9P9OUrnnGE/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Matty designing the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDId53hLBI/AAAAAAAAAak/RFoUyDhiq0s/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431980098923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDId53hLBI/AAAAAAAAAak/RFoUyDhiq0s/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty helping Daddy clean out the pumpkins.  Matty actually let Andy clean out the inside.  He didn't like the inside.  He said he didn't like it.  But he loved the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIc0uPczI/AAAAAAAAAac/sjHQ3BkG8Oo/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431961537966898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIc0uPczI/AAAAAAAAAac/sjHQ3BkG8Oo/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Pumpkin Family After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIchUXbTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3Vx5YmXIGYE/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431956329164082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIchUXbTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3Vx5YmXIGYE/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-313475027399167619?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/313475027399167619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=313475027399167619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/313475027399167619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/313475027399167619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDIxfiWxkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fQ-1Kxjvgyw/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3847019257705524390</id><published>2008-10-20T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:23:03.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight for Family Home Evening we headed back to the pumpkin patch to pick out our pumpkins.  Matty of course had to get in some rides.  We picked out 4 pumpkins for our pumpkin family.  It actually got cold tonight.  He has been such a warm October.  Matty had a hard time deciding on what pumpkin he wanted.  He finally decided one he could carry.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGgAScJcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-B8x2YR2vGI/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269429817158936002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGgAScJcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-B8x2YR2vGI/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty with his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGfmiTadI/AAAAAAAAAaE/NpKqZvtK1KE/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269429810246150610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGfmiTadI/AAAAAAAAAaE/NpKqZvtK1KE/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and Mommy waiting for Matty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGe8eo-OI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/u0FllgHCEOw/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269429798956497122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGe8eo-OI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/u0FllgHCEOw/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty was so excited to be able to drive the train.  He thought it was the coolest thing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGegfIWhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/S8n8--dgyUI/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269429791442360850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGegfIWhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/S8n8--dgyUI/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty driving the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGebSvGEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Au9Yv9JQ_1Q/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269429790048196674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGebSvGEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Au9Yv9JQ_1Q/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3847019257705524390?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3847019257705524390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3847019257705524390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3847019257705524390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3847019257705524390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Back to the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSDGgAScJcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-B8x2YR2vGI/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8353950168417885595</id><published>2008-10-19T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:24:43.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post Will Be Added Soon</title><content type='html'>I know I have not posted anything in a while.  I have been adjusting to life as a full time Mom with a full time teaching job.  So needless to say it has been crazy around here and to top it a week ago Friday I had all my wisdom teeth pulled so I have been out of it.  I have tons of pics and stuff to catch up on about our family and what has been happening.  So soon I will be updating and there will probally be a ton of photos all at once!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8353950168417885595?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8353950168417885595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8353950168417885595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8353950168417885595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8353950168417885595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-post-will-be-added-soon.html' title='New Post Will Be Added Soon'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3708177296175647598</id><published>2008-10-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:47:03.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight The Cole's came over and we went to the Pumpkin patch.  We have been doing this together every year since the boys were born.  So this year was no different.  Matty and Mateo dressed up and off we went to pumpkin patch.  We had a blast.  And each year we have more and more fun.  Matty and Mateo this year were tall enough to ride the rides and they both had grins on thier face the whole time.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9hUq7AII/AAAAAAAAAYs/UFWmcaYPfBU/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419944205549698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9hUq7AII/AAAAAAAAAYs/UFWmcaYPfBU/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby and Mommy talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9gJ3bTJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FtRjpgkmowY/s1600-h/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419924125338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9gJ3bTJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FtRjpgkmowY/s320/DSC03086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture at the Pumpkin Patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9epol_iI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_-eSvbfJZgE/s1600-h/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419898293321250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9epol_iI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_-eSvbfJZgE/s320/DSC03059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Mateo on th flying pink elephants.  Looked a little boring but they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9c33zYRI/AAAAAAAAAYU/UzfD_KPDwi4/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419867755471122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9c33zYRI/AAAAAAAAAYU/UzfD_KPDwi4/s320/DSC03047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty junping in the big kids bounce house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9bKSwCkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vINcBOhH5tY/s1600-h/DSC03042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419838340598338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9bKSwCkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vINcBOhH5tY/s320/DSC03042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty and Mateo bouncing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8tKOECUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KJEHcAmHGfU/s1600-h/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419048046954818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8tKOECUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KJEHcAmHGfU/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty loved that he got to drive a boat!! He didn't want to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8sgENAyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/T50-9jDtuXM/s1600-h/DSC03022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419036731310882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8sgENAyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/T50-9jDtuXM/s320/DSC03022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys drivign a classic car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8sXQNdmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/WVjpuKVVH8I/s1600-h/DSC03009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419034365752930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8sXQNdmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/WVjpuKVVH8I/s320/DSC03009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know that this was Matty's favorite.  The train ride.  If he could of he would of stayed on that train the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8r4luG1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/qTgphNI21kI/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419026134473554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8r4luG1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/qTgphNI21kI/s320/DSC03007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty exploring the huge pumpkins when we first got the pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8rd3GB5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/lFMyln-InPo/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269419018959587218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC8rd3GB5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/lFMyln-InPo/s320/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty all dressed up and ready to go to the Pumpkin Patch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3708177296175647598?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3708177296175647598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3708177296175647598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3708177296175647598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3708177296175647598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC9hUq7AII/AAAAAAAAAYs/UFWmcaYPfBU/s72-c/DSC03084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-897691491575303662</id><published>2008-10-12T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:19:48.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jace's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we left Long Beach and headed to Bakersfield for my brother Jared's newest little boy Jace blessing. We got the kids up early and drove to the chapel just in time to be there for Jace's blessing. Afterwards we went back to Jared's house for lunch. Marlo made a yummy lunch. Itlain must be the theme for this year becaue at Abby's blessing we had spaghetti and at Jace's we had lasagna. It was funny to see all the nieces and nephews and for Matty to get to play with all his cousins. Matty so happy to see Grandma and Grandpa too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC33OxkUCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/2aq3CC4L6cU/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413723510165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC33OxkUCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/2aq3CC4L6cU/s320/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared and Marlo's Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC322j1s7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/9G0fM27fIIY/s1600-h/DSC02998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413717010133938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC322j1s7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/9G0fM27fIIY/s320/DSC02998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jare's kids have this firetruck.  Matty was in heaven, with this big truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC32TgzY5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/p6BNxVEPQWU/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413707602158482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC32TgzY5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/p6BNxVEPQWU/s320/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty playing in the front yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC32AmfQzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0wgDNZ39T50/s1600-h/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269413702525731634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC32AmfQzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0wgDNZ39T50/s320/DSC02992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby has been teething so here she is chewing on her finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-897691491575303662?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/897691491575303662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=897691491575303662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/897691491575303662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/897691491575303662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaces-blessing.html' title='Jace&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC33OxkUCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/2aq3CC4L6cU/s72-c/DSC03001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-910585877920435407</id><published>2008-10-09T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:53:39.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at Disneyland with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disneyland has become Matty's favorite place in the whole world.  He will wake up and ask to go to Disneyland.  Even when we are driving he will say to me, "go to Disneyland Mama?"  He is really getting into the rides.  IT is funny how rides we think to be boring are the most exciting to this little 2 1/2 year old.  Andy was off and so off we went to Disneyland for a fun filled day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4-kM8pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jAoW9DWcous/s1600-h/DSC02974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404957425857170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4-kM8pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jAoW9DWcous/s320/DSC02974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Daddy  driving the cars.  I went with  Mellissa and Tina a few weeks ago and discovered how much he loved this ride.  So Andy took him on it this time and he laughed the whole time because Matty was grining from ear to ear the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4gEAqwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bVB9joD-bb4/s1600-h/DSC02968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404949237771010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4gEAqwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bVB9joD-bb4/s320/DSC02968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Matty on the Casey Jr. train.  I totally forgot about this ride until Matty pointed out the train.  So off we went to the train.  Let me tell you he was so happy.  He is into trains right now and this was such a treat for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4DnIhTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/QEHghHH6e-Y/s1600-h/DSC02925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404941600458034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4DnIhTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/QEHghHH6e-Y/s320/DSC02925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty is such a good big brother.  He is always wanted to take pictures with Abby and making sure she is ok.  Here are the two of them waiting for the Winnie the Pooh ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv3yuz7dI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zjxPeK4cgp4/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404937069260242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv3yuz7dI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zjxPeK4cgp4/s320/DSC02922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby is waiting for Matty to get of the Train ride.  So she takes the time to wrap Daddy even more around her finger by giving him some cute little smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv3aRrFrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4YqCwyfDYP8/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404930504595122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv3aRrFrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4YqCwyfDYP8/s320/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy thought this was a funny backpack and had to try it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had such a fun day.  I wish we didn't have to work so much so we can spend more time together as a family.  Whatever time we do get we try and make sure we are spending most of it together.  Andy and I both love raising these two and look forward to the day we get to raise Drew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-910585877920435407?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/910585877920435407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=910585877920435407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/910585877920435407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/910585877920435407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-at-disneyland-with-daddy.html' title='Day at Disneyland with Daddy'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCv4-kM8pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jAoW9DWcous/s72-c/DSC02974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2396388465558202373</id><published>2008-10-04T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:09:34.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>Santa Barbara is one of my all time favorite places. Not only did I go to UCSB it is just a calm and relaxing place to be.  Andy's best friend Mel is living there while he is stationed at UCSB for the Army.  So not only do we get to go to my favorite place but we also get to spend time with Mel.  So last night we decided to pack the kids up and and go visit Mel and take the kids to SB for the first time.  We had such a great time there.  Matty and Abby loved spending time with Uncle Mel.  Matty had Mel running all over the place.  He even got Uncle Mel to take him down to the water.  And when they both came back they were wet.  Matty wanted to go into the water.  Thanks Mel for letting up stay with you and seeing the sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0Yh9p28I/AAAAAAAAAWE/0Df5XYLEth4/s1600-h/DSC02948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269409897550306242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0Yh9p28I/AAAAAAAAAWE/0Df5XYLEth4/s320/DSC02948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy and Abby on the peir watching the sea gulls and ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0YdkpIeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tQI8fayJZak/s1600-h/DSC02947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269409896371659234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0YdkpIeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tQI8fayJZak/s320/DSC02947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty pointing to the sea gulls who wanted his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0X5V6kOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-v29O1yPSIo/s1600-h/DSC02965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269409886646210786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0X5V6kOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-v29O1yPSIo/s320/DSC02965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby is always smiling.  She such a ham for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0XPvjhAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4HI4VSWT_lM/s1600-h/DSC02955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269409875479462914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0XPvjhAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4HI4VSWT_lM/s320/DSC02955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty got Mel to put him on his shoulders and was telling him to go go go Uncle Mel!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Mel was running all over with him. Matty had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0W3DJLeI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZJ_q41HInNI/s1600-h/DSC02953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269409868850736610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0W3DJLeI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZJ_q41HInNI/s320/DSC02953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute picture of Matty and Mel on the pier with mountains in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2396388465558202373?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2396388465558202373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2396388465558202373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2396388465558202373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2396388465558202373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/10/santa-barbara.html' title='Santa Barbara'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC0Yh9p28I/AAAAAAAAAWE/0Df5XYLEth4/s72-c/DSC02948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5459143605603076276</id><published>2008-09-29T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:32:33.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we went to the Long Beach Airport to watch the airplanes land and take off. When ever we drive by Matty is excited about the planes and wants to watch them so tonight we did just that. We had such a great time. It was so fun to see the pure excitment on Matty's face as he waited for the planes. When it was time to go he didn't want to leave. He kept pointing at the sky and said more planes coming. Andy was so happy that his little boyloves planes so much. He hopes one day Matty will be a pilot.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5sdToWOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1qJcp0DKWGg/s1600-h/DSC02943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415737455827170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5sdToWOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1qJcp0DKWGg/s320/DSC02943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy showing Matty that a plane was getting ready to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5sCdrzvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dPZWJg7bnMY/s1600-h/DSC02935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415730250239730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5sCdrzvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dPZWJg7bnMY/s320/DSC02935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty just saw a plane land and was jumping up and down with excitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5beUuMZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ggBlFX-qVWU/s1600-h/DSC02941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415445671063954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5beUuMZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ggBlFX-qVWU/s320/DSC02941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty taking a few moments with Mom to take a picture. He was to into the airplanes to take more than just a moment. He might miss something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5a9zO0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kNzencKXVd4/s1600-h/DSC02937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415436940661010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5a9zO0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kNzencKXVd4/s320/DSC02937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what Abby was doing. Just sitting and watching. She just smiled like she always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5aRbm0TI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KKm-B6sh7wg/s1600-h/DSC02936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415425030410546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5aRbm0TI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KKm-B6sh7wg/s320/DSC02936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty giving me a cheesy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5Z4-qT_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/NPh6emZVY40/s1600-h/DSC02945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415418466553842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5Z4-qT_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/NPh6emZVY40/s320/DSC02945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy showing Matty the airplanes in the sky that are getting ready to land. Matty looks at the sky and notices lights and says Plane Mommy Plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5ZJ15nKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3287AyfrPp4/s1600-h/DSC02940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415405813341346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5ZJ15nKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3287AyfrPp4/s320/DSC02940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick kiss for Mom because Dad was just as excited as Matty was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5459143605603076276?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5459143605603076276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5459143605603076276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5459143605603076276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5459143605603076276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/airplanes.html' title='Airplanes'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSC5sdToWOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1qJcp0DKWGg/s72-c/DSC02943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5489105240087226200</id><published>2008-09-17T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:57:51.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCzYcTSMAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hVJX_6v14do/s1600-h/DSC02933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269408796518789122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCzYcTSMAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hVJX_6v14do/s320/DSC02933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCzX1UhjNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/e9sNXsNYsH8/s1600-h/DSC02929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269408786055007442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCzX1UhjNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/e9sNXsNYsH8/s320/DSC02929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby has been drinking so much milk Dr. Kallah said it was time to start her on rice ceral. Boy does she like to play with her food. She will eat it but she likes to rub her hands across her mouth, grab the spoon and bowl. I can just imagion what she is going to look like when she starts feeding herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5489105240087226200?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5489105240087226200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5489105240087226200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5489105240087226200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5489105240087226200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/eating.html' title='Eating'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SSCzYcTSMAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hVJX_6v14do/s72-c/DSC02933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-610446557803551619</id><published>2008-09-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:35:14.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby is Already 4 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2tad3vr3I/AAAAAAAAASI/wb1hC87CvsE/s1600-h/9a9d3cb1-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246039811163139954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2tad3vr3I/AAAAAAAAASI/wb1hC87CvsE/s320/9a9d3cb1-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't belive that Abby is already 4 months old. Where has the time gone. Matty loves his sister so much!!! He is always kissing her and asking to hold her. At his daycare he is always checking on her and telling Shameta that Abby is crying or asking where she is. He such a good big brother. Abby is always watching him. Abby loves laughing at him. Matty can just look at her and make her laugh. She already loves to talk. I know I am in trouble. We call her Gabby Abby because she talks so much. We also call her our chucky monkey. She did very well with Dr. Kallah. She wieghs 15 lbs 9 oz which is the 9o pertectile and 24 1/4 in which she is in the 75 pertectile. I can't beleive it!! My how she has grown. She is eating so well(she is eating at least 30 oz a day) that Dr. Kallah said it's time to start her on rice ceral so we can avoid her waking up at 3 in the morning. She has been sleeping through the night pretty much since we came home from the hospital. Abby is such a blessing in our family and we are so happy she is here!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246036655972425074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2qiz3qHXI/AAAAAAAAASA/I7BOUUCg9Dk/s320/DSC02915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Matty being silly with Abby. He took her little bows and put one on his head and one on hers and wanted me to take a picture of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-610446557803551619?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/610446557803551619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=610446557803551619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/610446557803551619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/610446557803551619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/abby-is-already-4-months.html' title='Abby is Already 4 Months'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2tad3vr3I/AAAAAAAAASI/wb1hC87CvsE/s72-c/9a9d3cb1-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5217589038437978031</id><published>2008-09-07T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:13:34.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2mqSSONhI/AAAAAAAAARI/p-5hN3UNUS4/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246032386349479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2mqSSONhI/AAAAAAAAARI/p-5hN3UNUS4/s320/DSC02900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to thank everyone who came to Abby's blessing. It meant alot to us and we were so happy to share the day with you. Here are a few pictures that we took. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246032677823319426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2m7QHADYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ryf50J8Qr7c/s320/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby smiling with Uncle Mel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246033124993508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2nVR8rpMI/AAAAAAAAARY/8Z4xKbQx7qQ/s320/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby playing with her puffy dress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246033371559581522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2njoenV1I/AAAAAAAAARg/X1vvdaIelG4/s320/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246033765311976034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2n6jUgEmI/AAAAAAAAARo/s5dVNJGjYds/s320/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby's Dress, Andy picked this dress out before she was born.  He feel in love with it and wanted her to be blessed in it.  Good Job Dad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5217589038437978031?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5217589038437978031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5217589038437978031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5217589038437978031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5217589038437978031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/abbys-blessing.html' title='Abby&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2mqSSONhI/AAAAAAAAARI/p-5hN3UNUS4/s72-c/DSC02900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4287393129006345874</id><published>2008-09-07T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:20:23.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Ways Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2psn_gmXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z2xZ4rntztQ/s1600-h/DSC02893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246035725071194482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2psn_gmXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z2xZ4rntztQ/s320/DSC02893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always fun when we have vistors. This was a fun weekend for Matty and Abby. Not only did Grandma and Grandpa come and visit so did Aunt Amanda , Uncle Shawn, and Uncle Mel and Matty's Playmate GWEN!!!! Gwen and Matty play from the moment she gets here until they can't stay awake and then from the moment they wake up. It is sad for Gwen and Matty when they have to part and Gwen goes home. Gwen always has some tears and won't talk to her Mom for a short time afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246036015781407714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2p9i-Oa-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/qYuca_V4kAA/s320/DSC02913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty is so tired from playing with Gwen. Here he is passed out after she left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4287393129006345874?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4287393129006345874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4287393129006345874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4287393129006345874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4287393129006345874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-all-ways-fun.html' title='It&apos;s All Ways Fun'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SM2psn_gmXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z2xZ4rntztQ/s72-c/DSC02893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2505915705488873719</id><published>2008-09-02T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:02:12.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend Stay at Home Mom Back At Work</title><content type='html'>Well today marked the end me being a pretend stay at home Mom as I called it.  I have been off work since Mid December when I was put on bed rest with Abby and I had maternity leave and summer vacation.  It was a great time to be at home with Matty and then with Abby.  It makes me sad that I have to go back to work but rent needs to be paid and food needs to be on the table.  Maybe one day I will win some huge amount of money and not have to work but until then I am back to work!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2505915705488873719?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2505915705488873719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2505915705488873719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2505915705488873719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2505915705488873719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/09/pretend-stay-at-home-mom-back-at-work.html' title='Pretend Stay at Home Mom Back At Work'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2423504237592669197</id><published>2008-08-29T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:39:41.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures</title><content type='html'>Early this month we went and took family pictures.  We had a fun time and the kids did a great job.  Here are some of the pictures we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180792675326722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcqtI82wI/AAAAAAAAARA/qh17Gn9K9BI/s320/6b9e8b90-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcldFAq_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4W3b2glPrGg/s1600-h/ad44937d-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180702464486386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcldFAq_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4W3b2glPrGg/s320/ad44937d-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjce_0FG1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/5kp7Yu_ZDKw/s1600-h/98e29c77-6b26-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180591529630546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjce_0FG1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/5kp7Yu_ZDKw/s320/98e29c77-6b26-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcYTct8BI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Z_2U6EriWIs/s1600-h/9a9d3cb1-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180476541267986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcYTct8BI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Z_2U6EriWIs/s320/9a9d3cb1-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcQkRRbiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HvQCm1F_sPg/s1600-h/4cbac57c-6b2a-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180343617711650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcQkRRbiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HvQCm1F_sPg/s320/4cbac57c-6b2a-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180284653376930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcNInFFaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pzT1F2oNrDc/s320/05e41eb9-6b29-11dd-8511-001320e534c0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcF5W9LdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Is6OAq96ptA/s1600-h/6b65531f-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180160300133842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcF5W9LdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Is6OAq96ptA/s320/6b65531f-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2423504237592669197?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2423504237592669197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2423504237592669197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2423504237592669197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2423504237592669197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-pictures.html' title='New Pictures'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SLjcqtI82wI/AAAAAAAAARA/qh17Gn9K9BI/s72-c/6b9e8b90-6b24-11dd-940e-000e0c3ef985w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3033335372342419322</id><published>2008-08-17T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:07:59.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Man!</title><content type='html'>Matty cracks me up everyday.  He is such a little clown.  Lately he has been sneaking up and stealing Abby's binky.  I thought you crazy kid why are you doing this.  And then I saw he is cutting his last 2 year old molar.  It is to funny because he thinks I don't see him and he will come over by me and take it and run.  He also lately has been trying his hardest not to take naps.  So he will keep moving but when he finally gets still you see his eyes start to fall and he can't keep them open.  There are many times he is laughing at himself trying to keep his eyes open as he falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKito1fdpBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lMKKjVt2mBE/s1600-h/DSC02862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235625483883619346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKito1fdpBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lMKKjVt2mBE/s320/DSC02862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Matty with the Binky he stole and sitting in the Bumbo chair.  Both are Abby's and he is not suppose to be in the chair or have the Binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235625697012474674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKit1PdV4zI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NjCoyLi9yAY/s320/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty thought he could stay awake by playing video games with his Dad.  As you can tell he couldn't make it to the end of the game!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3033335372342419322?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3033335372342419322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3033335372342419322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3033335372342419322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3033335372342419322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-little-man.html' title='Funny Little Man!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKito1fdpBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lMKKjVt2mBE/s72-c/DSC02862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4539115327722351691</id><published>2008-08-17T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:38:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland in August</title><content type='html'>This month has been pretty low key. My nephew Bryon came down with his Mom and brother to go to Disneyland. So we went and meet up with them to visit Bryon and enjoy Disneyland. Here are some pictures from our fun days at Disneyland!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235587337400388562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiK8axIi9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8dJvHgWioUo/s320/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matty, Andy, and Dale. If you notice Matty is looks like he is ducking he does this by all the charcters when he is right next to them. Put him on the other side he is just fine. So we have lots of pictures with him like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235586995755558258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiKoiCqJXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Ho0AWRGZtnY/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matty with Chip. I was able to get one picture of him not ducking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235588314846988994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiL1UCkCsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WglxCEbBNIA/s320/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lil Bryon and Goofy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235588635785584722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiMH_oSYFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Vn8S6FZQ-U0/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Minne, Matty, and Me.  Matty has no problem with Minnie as long as I am between him and Minnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235589011219898386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiMd2OzYBI/AAAAAAAAANA/Su0t0G08F-E/s320/DSC02671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby was eating and Minnie saw her and went right over to her.  We had to prop up the bottle because Abby wanted to see Minnie but didn't want to stop eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235615692912885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiku7SIf_I/AAAAAAAAANI/VzjXNahPDao/s320/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bryon, Andy and Matty on the caterpillar ride in CA Adventures.  Matty loved the ride but it was a little slow for Bryon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235615994380969922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKilAeVuZ8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/GWVVzv3XPUA/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby smiling for her Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235616241829442722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKilO4KCdKI/AAAAAAAAANY/MBsj6Oat--I/s320/DSC02706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby getting kisses from Daddy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235616452981902034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKilbKwtStI/AAAAAAAAANg/bskHFXKWHW4/s320/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty playing shy!  He was really tired at this point.  He had no nap and didn't want to take any pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235616737205603794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKilrtk6zdI/AAAAAAAAANo/hnVOnwKXoY8/s320/DSC02720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone watching the Pixar parade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617046124284018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKil9sY3yHI/AAAAAAAAANw/NPack5zGBfo/s320/DSC02767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Abby.  This was the first time we turned Abby around in the carrier.  She is still a little short for it but loved looking forward and seeing all that was around in front of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4539115327722351691?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4539115327722351691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4539115327722351691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4539115327722351691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4539115327722351691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/disneyland-in-august.html' title='Disneyland in August'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiK8axIi9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8dJvHgWioUo/s72-c/DSC02660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-808309427951144221</id><published>2008-08-17T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:24:24.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/flavor_quiz/choc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was on Tiffany's blog and decided to take the ice cream quiz.  And this what the results said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You embody the perfect blend of sweetness and seduction. You personality is just as luscious and irresistible as chocolate ice cream. You have a flirty, melty attitude that's easygoing and delicious. You appreciate luxurious, extravagant things, like the way ultra-soft fabrics feel against your skin. Some people want to hog you all to themselves, but you find ways to make everyone feel special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-808309427951144221?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/808309427951144221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=808309427951144221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/808309427951144221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/808309427951144221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/ice-cream-quiz.html' title='Ice Cream Quiz'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3855953006939779138</id><published>2008-08-16T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:57:26.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party in Fallbrook</title><content type='html'>Today we packed up the kids and headed to Fallbrook.  Andy's friend from when he was a kid little boy was having a carnival birthday party!!!  It was so much fun and it was great to see them and visit.  We all had a great time and I don't think Matty sat still more than a minute.  He was out for the count by the time we got home and we just layed in him in bed and he didn't even move he was so so tired from a fun filled day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqgrxN5FI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PkI5fmrrIMs/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622045299893330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqgrxN5FI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PkI5fmrrIMs/s320/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Corona's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Birthday boy and his family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqRISatgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lL2Sy5i0Yo4/s1600-h/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621778077431298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqRISatgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lL2Sy5i0Yo4/s320/DSC02837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cake!!! Everyone's favorite food!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqChz4vEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/g3mZgVQyElU/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621527230659650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqChz4vEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/g3mZgVQyElU/s320/DSC02818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty trying to hit the pinata.  This birthday boy at 2!!! What a lucky guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKip0qNVulI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VbvNsZeNsdE/s1600-h/DSC02806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621288966732370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKip0qNVulI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VbvNsZeNsdE/s320/DSC02806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rick was so nice to be the person to get many cream pies in the face.  The kids had a blast. It took the kids a few minutes to realize they weren't going to get in trouble for throwing the pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipmnYqmdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/z8nuk4qFAmE/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621047690762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipmnYqmdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/z8nuk4qFAmE/s320/DSC02796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sprinkler Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipaZnlhOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/rfNlQvjXKOU/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620837836817634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipaZnlhOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/rfNlQvjXKOU/s320/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bean Bag Toss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipI-elJ8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZxiWOVDq2Js/s1600-h/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620538493511618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKipI-elJ8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZxiWOVDq2Js/s320/DSC02783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matty on the swing.  He loved that they had a big wood swing set with a tall slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKioz6VGPsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XocDYIUJZzw/s1600-h/DSC02777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620176602742466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKioz6VGPsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XocDYIUJZzw/s320/DSC02777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No day would be complete without some video games!!!  This is Matty and Mando(the birthday boy) playing Mario Cart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/896394601423047574-3855953006939779138?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3855953006939779138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3855953006939779138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3855953006939779138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3855953006939779138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-party-in-fallbrook.html' title='Birthday Party in Fallbrook'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SKiqgrxN5FI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PkI5fmrrIMs/s72-c/DSC02859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3768728374705664698</id><published>2008-08-13T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:17:23.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 1/2 Weeks Left</title><content type='html'>Ok!!! Since the doctor put me on bed rest in December I have been a stay at home Mom.  Even though I was down on the couch a good portion of the time it has been great to stay at home with Matty until Abby came.  It has been so great and I have loved every minute of it.  And then in May Abby was born and I was at home with the two of them and it has been great. We have gone to several playdates at the park, gone and had lunch with Daddy, visit family, Gwen came and visited, spent time at Disneyland and the beach, and just had fun together.  I was looking at the calander and thought I can't believe I have to go back to teaching in 2 1/2 weeks.  It makes me sad that I won't get to spend the whole day with my two babies.  I will miss them so much.  I can't believe that I have been off 10 months(thank goodness with most of my pay).  I wish I could stay home but I know I have to work.  I am blessed that I have all holidays off, 3 weeks at christmas, spring break, all summer, and I only work until 2:30.  Still if we could afford it I would stay home.  Maybe one day but at least I am thankful I listened to promptings to be a teacher so that I am not away as much as if I worked 8-5 job.  Where does the time go???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3768728374705664698?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3768728374705664698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3768728374705664698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3768728374705664698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3768728374705664698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-12-weeks-left.html' title='2 1/2 Weeks Left'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-342160919990102783</id><published>2008-08-05T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:52:34.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia</title><content type='html'>Ok it has been a long long time since I have been to the movies.  Since having Matty and being on bed rest with him and then the same with Abby.  I really couldn't go to the movies.  So Tina and I decided to go and invite some of the other girls from the ward to go.  So it was Tina, Melissa, Dani, Lori, and I.  We had a blast.  It felt strange to be out without the kids but it was great to get to talk and hang out with the girls.  We are plan on trying to get out at least once a month to do something for us.  I can't wait to hang out again it was a blast!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-342160919990102783?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/342160919990102783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=342160919990102783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/342160919990102783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/342160919990102783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/08/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4560718647448837055</id><published>2008-07-30T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:20:38.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Blessing</title><content type='html'>We have changed Abby's blessing to Fast Sunday in September. Everyone is welcomed to come.  We would love to see you.  It is still in 10th ward and at 9 am.  If you need directions or other details please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4560718647448837055?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4560718647448837055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4560718647448837055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4560718647448837055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4560718647448837055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/abbys-blessing.html' title='Abby&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8633214450575170583</id><published>2008-07-19T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:31.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPzNzK3_MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LN7DSzSAC4w/s1600-h/DSC02645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225287411079576770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPzNzK3_MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LN7DSzSAC4w/s320/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went and saw Wicked.  My brother Treavor took me for my birthday.  It was so good.  I had a great time with Treavor.  IT was strange to be out with no kids or husband.  Treavor and I used to go to plays and musicals before I was married and he was still in college.  He took me out to dinner and brought me a program and a Wicked shirt.  I really loved the musical and would love to see it again.  Thanks Treavor for the wonderful birthday present.  I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8633214450575170583?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8633214450575170583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8633214450575170583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8633214450575170583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8633214450575170583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPzNzK3_MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LN7DSzSAC4w/s72-c/DSC02645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3361371265825732505</id><published>2008-07-19T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:33.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwen's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFN8GrDcxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FiHaqiMjg-g/s1600-h/DSC02562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229046337332540178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFN8GrDcxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FiHaqiMjg-g/s320/DSC02562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever year since Gwen since she was 1 has come and spent at least a week with us. She is always excited to come and when summer gets closer she is asking when does she get to come. Matty loves having her come over to play with him. You would think they are brother and sister by the way they love each other one minute and then fighting the next. They had a blast together this last week and half that she spent with us. We always love to have Gwen come and vist. Her aree some pictures of our time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229044934482768562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFMqcpmsrI/AAAAAAAAALI/KvgP64g01NA/s320/0709081750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen and Matty at one of parks!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045103037169362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFM0QkGvtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/W3z7ArCeUgQ/s320/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen taught Matty how to go up the ladder at the park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045334529722466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFNBu8OyGI/AAAAAAAAALY/Bzw99A89lFA/s320/DSC02547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen after winning the race against Matty and Andy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045836331483250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFNe8TGAHI/AAAAAAAAALo/aUAWCkDxci4/s320/DSC02641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Monet and Gwen.  Best Buds!! It going to be awhile before they get to see each other again.  Monet and her family are moving to Maryland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229046119166296706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFNvZ8KwoI/AAAAAAAAALw/TNyyaO5u25c/s320/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Matty, and Gwen on the Tram ride into Disneyland. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229046505786160434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFOF6NhtTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aQL8ORWkWLQ/s320/DSC02564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen, Matty, and Andy on the rocket ride at Disneyland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229046743706066482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFOTwiDXjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_5hCFtQmnbE/s320/DSC02619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty and Gwen outside of Flicks Fun Fair being silly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229046964816520722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFOgoO5JhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GtzfqAgOwBk/s320/DSC02624.JPG" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Best Friends!!  Waiting in line for Gwen to see all the Princesses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229047223256611842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFOvq_z_AI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vetsxadCi3Y/s320/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen and the Fairy God Mother.  Funny thing.  Gwen bought a autograph book that you put your pictures in.  Well Gwen thought she was suppose to write on the pages that go next to the pictures.  The Fairy God Mother was so good she said that Gwen was helping her draw the pumpkin carriage for Cinderella and drew one for her and signed the book.  Ariel told her she knew she was Gwens favorite from all the waves she drew for her.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3361371265825732505?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3361371265825732505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3361371265825732505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3361371265825732505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3361371265825732505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/gwens-visit.html' title='Gwen&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFN8GrDcxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FiHaqiMjg-g/s72-c/DSC02562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-187601881512167374</id><published>2008-07-10T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:33.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFKh5q5rlI/AAAAAAAAALA/0qHKFDWxHhQ/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229042588630756946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFKh5q5rlI/AAAAAAAAALA/0qHKFDWxHhQ/s320/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby is 2 months old today.  Boy how time flies.  I can't believe it's already been 2 months.  She is such a mellow baby.  I have been blessed that she sleeps through the night and gives me so rest.  I really need it with the energier bunny Matty as her brother.  She loves watching her big brother.  Matty loves to hold her and feed her.  At her 2 month appt. she wiegh 10 lbs 13 oz and was 21 3/4 in long.  She smaller than Matty was at this point which is fine with me.  I don't want her to grow up to fast.  Before I know it she will be 2.  Crazy!!!  She has been such a little blessing in our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-187601881512167374?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/187601881512167374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=187601881512167374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/187601881512167374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/187601881512167374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-months-old.html' title='2 Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SJFKh5q5rlI/AAAAAAAAALA/0qHKFDWxHhQ/s72-c/DSC02514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3923978319553574005</id><published>2008-07-10T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:35.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Years Ago........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlpp6vSH6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_aGmTOsNs_k/s1600-h/HPIM1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226825011403300770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlpp6vSH6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_aGmTOsNs_k/s320/HPIM1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our special little one Drew returned home to our Heavenly Father. Can I believe that it's been 4 years?? Sometimes I can but somedays it seems like it was only yesterday and the pain and sorrow is still there. I still remember that day as if was only yesterday. I am so thankful for everyone who helped us through that time. Our family, our friends, the doctors, the nurses, Bishop Morrison who came to the hosiptal at 3 in the morning and stayed with us until at least 9. Drew was so special he taught us so much in his short 3 1/2 months here on earth. He will always be in our hearts and there are days I feel him so close especially on days I really need him. Since he has passed away we have had 2 beautiful children and I have had people ask me if that takes the pain away. I would say it softens it but it doesn't take the pain away. I am grateful for my babies but I still miss my oldest and look forward to the day that I get to see him again. For such a little guy he had so much strength to go through all he did. We where only able to hold him a few times and they were the best. I remeber Laurie telling us that most premeies don't like to be held but Drew just curled right up on our chest and went to sleep and relaxed. I know he knew that it would be a while before I get to hold him like that again. I thank him for leaving us the comfort and that memory. It's strange to think he is a man on the other side of veil. I know that he is doing the work that he needs to do and his short time here was all part of the plan. I just think how blessed we are to have such a valient person in our family that he only had to come to earth to get a body. I look forward to the day that I get to hold him again and to raise him when satan will not be free to tempt him. I know that somedays are not easy but I know Heavenly Father knows my heart and helps me and I know that we will be together forever. I am so greatful for Andy he has been so strong and has helped me in more ways than he knows, I thankful for all my children they each teach me so much. 4 years have flown by and I still miss and Love my oldest Drew he is with me always!! Here are some of the pictures we have of our little guy........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226829881614818562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIluFZsMXQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ObwBtUjDOH8/s320/HPIM1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture was taken my Sharon at Long Beach Memorial/Millers Childrens Hosiptal right after Drew was born. He was 1 lb 41/2 oz and 11 in. He was crying when he was born which is not normal for a 23 week old baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226830115052170338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIluS_T_rGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WF0Mmf8CMwY/s320/HPIM1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of 1st pictures of Drew in the NICU. He had sunglasses for the blue lights and the plastic sheet help keep the moisture in his skin since it was so fragile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226830299737000866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIludvUSi6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/BYruJw9R8tQ/s320/HPIM1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Andy scrubbing before going in to see Drew. Yes, it's like the doctors do before going into surgery. We had to stand there and scrub it seemed like forever every time we would leave and come back. Some days we scrubbed at least 6 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226830470015865186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlunpp70WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ugsuzTkTIjA/s320/HPIM1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me changing Drew's diaper when he was a couple of days old. It was hard. He was so little and then I had to do it all his lines and stuff. It is much easier changing Matty and Abby. Linda told me that I needed to change his diaper because I was his Mom and we would be doing more the better he got.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226830759356255170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlu4fiDy8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/0ssUXzO_a7I/s320/Papas+1.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of Andy's favorite Pic's of Drew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226831090108733298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlvLvrmF3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/cURvzXKp6Go/s320/2980546-R1-038-17A.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Andy holding Drew for the 1st time about a week and half to two weeks before he passes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226831243552088146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlvUrTV4FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KoM5yAMPufw/s320/5361469-R1-014-5A.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me holding Drew for the 1st time. We didn't tell Andy we were going to get to hold him. Laurie and I wanted to surprise him. I remeber she told me to go home (I was there early in the day) take a shower and make sure I wore a button down shirt so we could do skin on skin. It was the best feeling to hold him after waiting 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226831444563272674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlvgYIJI-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/CAyIzTo941I/s320/5361469-R1-010-3A.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of our only Family Pictures with Drew. We were so happy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3923978319553574005?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3923978319553574005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3923978319553574005' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3923978319553574005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3923978319553574005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-years-ago.html' title='4 Years Ago........'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIlpp6vSH6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_aGmTOsNs_k/s72-c/HPIM1341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6071826000856051798</id><published>2008-07-05T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:38.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPk6rNFg0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/GVgDsJlbMho/s1600-h/0707081016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225271689361064770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPk6rNFg0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/GVgDsJlbMho/s320/0707081016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the weekend in Fresno of the 4th. It was a very busy weekend and we didn't get to everything we wanted to do. Time just flew by. One the main reasons we went to Fresno besides fireworks was to see Andy's best freind Mel and his wife Tigon who has been in Germany for the last 3 1/2 years. They are back in CA and it was so great to see them and introduce them to Matty and Abby. Here are a few pictures from the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225271866087438722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPlE9j7-YI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cYAxNf9pu3Q/s320/DSC02475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matty and Gwen having some fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225273738221472258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPmx7zeSgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/15mv8SaFNOw/s320/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby trying to get some sleep with all the cousins running around and being hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225273975625075202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPm_wM5ygI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RIaBgtQz53c/s320/DSC02510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matty, Gwen, Lil Bryon, and Hunter playing in the little pool in the 100+ degree weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225274240830023234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPnPMKsJkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MZXIcmOahRU/s320/DSC02520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty, Hunter, and Grandma out cooling their feet off at the pool.   As you can tell Matty wanted to cool off his whole body.  My Mom kept Matty's shirt one so he wouldn't jump right in. He has no fear when it comes to the pool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225273273669313186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPmW5Nm4qI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9SmZ9UnbkOo/s320/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty and Gwen playing in the firetruck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225273563821645650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPmnyHUH1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ek0uIXlhFBk/s320/DSC02507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tiagon holding Abby!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225274485395061586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPndbPie1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pR-bNgOH554/s320/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen loves to hold Abby.  She tells everyone that Matty is her brother and Abby is her new little sister.  She loves Abby so much and really helps out with her!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6071826000856051798?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6071826000856051798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6071826000856051798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6071826000856051798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6071826000856051798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPk6rNFg0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/GVgDsJlbMho/s72-c/0707081016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3552978387762535916</id><published>2008-07-04T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:39.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPfe-Y8gDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CrT-0eu5eyQ/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225265715916603442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPfe-Y8gDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CrT-0eu5eyQ/s320/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a day!!! We had so much fun. This year we went to my Mom's to celebrate. It was hot in Fresno but not to bad since she has a pool. Andy really likes going there because she lives out in the country and we can set off our own fire works and we can be out as long as we want since there is no one around ( she lives on 20 acres). So Andy saves his pennies all year long to buy fireworks when we go there. This year Matty was really into the fireworks and he had a blast. Matty really liked being able to watch fireworks at Grandma's for 3 nights!!!! It was a fun 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225264505245562194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPeYgSedVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UQ2bw7DgvCM/s320/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Andy and Matty getting out of the pool after a dip in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225264812772988946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPeqZ6umBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oVoPsBpeRvo/s320/DSC02459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Matty wanted to stay in the pool he got out for a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225265077419390978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPe5zzWOAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vlpS_rfQVPU/s320/DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Abby didn't go swiming she was all dressed up for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225264664489445794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPehxhLSaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zXeqE1Iuu2g/s320/DSC02458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa getting the BBQ ready to put on the tri tips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225265243384291074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPfDeEdnwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mlZYvXk_tho/s320/DSC02478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of our fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225266271516877410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPf_UKX4mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JGiEMKwTif4/s320/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen, Matty, and Lil' Bryon watching the firework show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225265942208017858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPfsJZBdcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j4g0_I4HlUU/s320/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matty and his first sprakler!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3552978387762535916?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3552978387762535916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3552978387762535916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3552978387762535916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3552978387762535916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SIPfe-Y8gDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CrT-0eu5eyQ/s72-c/DSC02490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5332261169136058260</id><published>2008-06-25T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:40.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfing For Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLg3eO5tFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1on95TPfcYg/s1600-h/DSC02361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215978562061448274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLg3eO5tFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1on95TPfcYg/s320/DSC02361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day I got a the tummy time surf board we got Abby. It is the pink version of the one we got Matty when he was little. Matty saw me get it out and he ran and got his so he could surf with Abby. He was so cute showing Abby what to do when you surf!! They had a blast and let me say Matty is such a little poser! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matty smiling for the the camera.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215978258191734130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLglyOt1XI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GiR20XHyfQ4/s320/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215978037007720882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLgY6QVobI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4xou_bFvgoM/s320/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby looking at what her brother is up to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215979427937855186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLhp337JtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9GBuyOBv004/s320/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking in the sun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5332261169136058260?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5332261169136058260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5332261169136058260' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5332261169136058260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5332261169136058260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/surfing-for-two.html' title='Surfing For Two'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLg3eO5tFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1on95TPfcYg/s72-c/DSC02361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5227438175481481384</id><published>2008-06-24T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:40.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Dinner With Firends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLeoIa2jNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UfYK7cOtzKM/s1600-h/0624081937a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215976099484699858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLeoIa2jNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UfYK7cOtzKM/s320/0624081937a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tina, Melissa, Dani, Natalie and I went to CPK for dinner for my birthday.  It was great to be out with the girls and catch up on things.  It was strange to be there without a child also.  This is the 1st time in a long time that I have gone anywhere with out a baby in tote.  It was so much fun!! Thanks guys for remembering me for my birthday and taking me out I had a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5227438175481481384?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5227438175481481384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5227438175481481384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5227438175481481384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5227438175481481384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-dinner-with-firends.html' title='Birthday Dinner With Firends!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLeoIa2jNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UfYK7cOtzKM/s72-c/0624081937a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4084924130787812409</id><published>2008-06-23T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:40.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clothes Optional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGBFePHWPII/AAAAAAAAAGE/yiTegoCiEMk/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215244754250775682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGBFePHWPII/AAAAAAAAAGE/yiTegoCiEMk/s320/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this last weekend was a hot one.  We all were hot.  It was even hot for Andy and I and we are used to the heat since we grew up in Fresno with 110 degree weather during the summer.  But on top of being hot there was no breeze and it didn't cool off at night.  Poor Abby being a newborn not able to control her body temp yet.  She was so hot. Thank goodness Andy had put the ac in our room and it actually cool down the whole house for the most part.  Abby really appreciated the cooler temp in the house on Sat.  and Sun. So when we were at home which was most of the weekend this was what she wore.....just a diaper and she was happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215245084454855170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGBFxdOIogI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JdgNgf0XglI/s320/DSC02336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4084924130787812409?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4084924130787812409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4084924130787812409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4084924130787812409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4084924130787812409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/clothes-optional.html' title='Clothes Optional'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGBFePHWPII/AAAAAAAAAGE/yiTegoCiEMk/s72-c/DSC02338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7323783011985659506</id><published>2008-06-23T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:51:37.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Pulling</title><content type='html'>The last two days this has happened to Abby and it's just to funny.  So Abby was crying and I went to see what was wrong and she had a hand full of hair.  She was so upset that she grabbed her hair and was pulling it and it was making her even madder.  I tried and tried to get her to let go but she was tightening her grip.  I finally I had to move one finger at a time.  She was so upset even after I got her hand out of her hair.  I told her you are going to laugh about this when you get older and I tell you that you would pull your own hair,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7323783011985659506?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7323783011985659506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7323783011985659506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7323783011985659506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7323783011985659506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/hair-pulling.html' title='Hair Pulling'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3718496149738079140</id><published>2008-06-23T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:40.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Underwear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matty has been wanting to use the Potty lately again. Back in December is was doing really well but then all of sudden stopped so he started again this last week. He already had some underwear but I thought it would be fun to take him to the store let him pick some out. Wish me luck. I have been putting on the underwear by them self because with the pull ups he just forgets and with the underwear only he comes and tells me. Here is some of his poses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215974950700163330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLdlQ3RoQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LdPR205v6bQ/s320/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matty's wanted Cars first but we already had cars so he wanted Mickey Mouse!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975433744451010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLeBYWAhcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CSV60aUYja0/s320/DSC02355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To busy for pictures!!!  Always on the run!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3718496149738079140?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3718496149738079140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3718496149738079140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3718496149738079140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3718496149738079140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-underwear.html' title='New Underwear'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SGLdlQ3RoQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LdPR205v6bQ/s72-c/DSC02352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6520461399315014244</id><published>2008-06-18T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:21:27.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee Sting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Matty got his first bee sting.  Matty and I were walking my Friend Lisa to her car when it all happen.  Matty refused to put on his shoes before we left and I told him I can't carry you yet he still wouldn't put his shoes on and wanted to go.  So we were almost to Lisa's car and out of no where Matty starts crying ouchy ouchy and then I saw a bee on the ground dying and look at Matty's foot and there was a stinger and so we pulled it out and Matty of course wouldn't walk. The one time I didn't bring my phone to call Andy.  Lisa went ahead and went home with her little one and I tried to get Matty to walk.  I am still not suppose to pick him up because of my c-section.  Well I ended up picking him up and praying that I didn't hurt myself.  Matty cried all the way home ouchy ouchy,  He felt better but let me tell you this little 2 year old milked the bee sting for all it's. worth.  A couple hours later he would be playing and see ANdy or I looking at him and he would pick up his foot and say ouchy ouchy and wanted us to  hold him.  Boy do they learn young!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6520461399315014244?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6520461399315014244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6520461399315014244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6520461399315014244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6520461399315014244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/bee-sting.html' title='Bee Sting'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8620126989321070423</id><published>2008-06-18T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:14:25.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>We have been working with Matty praying before going to bed and at meals.  When we were at my Mom's and when Gwen was there Gwen would say the prayer.  So since we have been back Matty has wanted to say the prayer before our meals.  At first he wanted me to help him but not his Dad.  He would tell his Dad nononono dada ma ma help,  the last couple of days he has wanted to say the prayer all by himself.  He tries to say the words but they just don't come out and then  he says Amen!  I am sure in his mind  he is saying the prayer the way he wants to and blesses the food. I know that Heavenly Father knows what he is saying and that is all that matters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8620126989321070423?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8620126989321070423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8620126989321070423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8620126989321070423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8620126989321070423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-5363994546355091939</id><published>2008-06-15T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:41.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Years Ago On Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>33 years ago a couple who were married almost a year earlier were wanting on the arrival of their 1st child. The soon to be Mom was waiting for her child to come and the Dad was wondering if he would be a Father by Fathers Day. To their surprise early on Father's Day this new Mom went into Labor and I was bone on June 15th 1975 on Fathers Day. So my Dad was a new Dad on Fathers Day. He called his Bishop to let them know that I was born around 8;30 that morning. Thier Ward back then celebrate the oldest, newest father, the father with the most children, the oldest grandfather, etc. My Dad's good Friend Doug Ward had had a baby in April and thought he had the newest father award in the bag until the Bishop announce the newest father award goes to Doug...........Bramwell who had a duaghter at 8:30 this morning. Doug ward was a little disappointed and that was always a joke between them how my Dad stole his award. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So every couple of years my birthday falls on Fathers Day. This year I had to share my birthday with Andy. I always joke with him that I was born before you were a father so I get the day all to myself but I am willing to share. So Andy had to share his Fathers day with me. We kept it low key. For some reason Matty would not go to self the night before and was crying for no reason and finally I got him to sleep around 3 when just before he went to sleep he woke Abby up and she was bright eyed and so Andy was up with her and finally she ate and went to sleep around 4:30. Even though we both had been up almost all night we were going to go to church at 9 am but the alarm went off and neither on of heard it and the kids were alseep and didn' t wake us up until 10:30. So we missed church. Andy and the Kids got me some new clothes that I said I needed. Tina was so sweet and brought me over some ballons, movie tickets and some yummy oreo balls. Andy wanted a new viedo game that is coming out and a Dad's day t-shirt. For the most part it was a quiet day. We enjoyed just relaxing at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213362074119956002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFmVL1Fp5iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nwGDW0fwdMw/s320/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213361868049157170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFmU_1ajDDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZmwWNpE4s_c/s320/DSC02325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213361672736453986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFmU0d0XtWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2Y--M6ZZcQ4/s320/DSC02323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213362240955855362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFmVVimbsgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xsqJ-3ZaQOI/s320/DSC02328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-5363994546355091939?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/5363994546355091939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=5363994546355091939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5363994546355091939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/5363994546355091939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/33-years-ago-on-fathers-day.html' title='33 Years Ago On Fathers Day'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFmVL1Fp5iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nwGDW0fwdMw/s72-c/DSC02327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2091020019700470120</id><published>2008-06-12T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:41.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 Month Birthday Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG-M2qfMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t-ovRAtBQ88/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211155371885802130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG-M2qfMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t-ovRAtBQ88/s320/DSC02316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Tuesday Abby turned 1 month old.  I can't believe it has already been a month.  She is such a calm baby.  I am so blessed.  Matty loves her and is always trying to help out with her and make sure that she is ok.  He wants to hold her and kiss her all the time.  On Wednesday we went and saw Dr. Kallah her ped.  She wanted to see her and check her since this was her first visit with her.  Abby now wieghs 8 lbs 9 oz.  They didn't measure her length so I need to do that but at 10 days she was 20 ins.  When we were at my Mom's we looked at some baby pictures of me at the same age and funny thing when I look at her it is as if I am looking in a mirror, both Matty and my niece Gwen both said of the pictures that's Abby.  So as by brother Bryon said I have a mini me on my hands.  I just hope she gets the same skin coloring as Matty so she doesn't have to worry about burning before tanning.  Abby has been her only a month and has brought so much joy and love to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2091020019700470120?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2091020019700470120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2091020019700470120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2091020019700470120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2091020019700470120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-1-month-birthday-abby.html' title='Happy 1 Month Birthday Abby'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG-M2qfMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t-ovRAtBQ88/s72-c/DSC02316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-663758833831168742</id><published>2008-06-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:42.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went and spent a week in Fresno the 1st week of June. It was nice to relax, even though I had a major toothache and had to go and see a dentist in Fresno. My face was about 10 times bigger. I know that it probally wasn't that big but it was big and hurt alot. So I didn't get any pictures but when we go back I will. One major thing we did was Matty's haircut. There is a lady there we really like and she is really good but since I was in alot of pain Andy said he could do it. So while Matty was asleep he started trimming Matty's hair and it wasn't as easy as he thought. So my Mom has clippers that are super quiet and we buzzed his hair. Matty hates the clippers he always screams and cries with them at the barber. My Mom's were quieter than the barber's and didn't even wake him up.. So here is pictures of Matty before his haircut and after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211153768369669778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG8vhGcxpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/i5L2XqoHiFU/s320/sandieagozoo+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Matty at his Birthday Party with his long hair.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211154634065682178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG9h6EdnwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rO5CJAPvy_E/s320/DSC02322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And now with short hair and a tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-663758833831168742?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/663758833831168742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=663758833831168742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/663758833831168742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/663758833831168742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SFG8vhGcxpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/i5L2XqoHiFU/s72-c/sandieagozoo+205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3000268930609705123</id><published>2008-06-07T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:35:22.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Date</title><content type='html'>We will be blessing Abby on August 3rd.  Everyone is welcomed to attend and it would be great to see everyone and introduce you to Abby.  We will be blessing her in  10th Ward (yes the boundries changed and we are back in the 10th ward) at 9 am.  More info. will come later!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3000268930609705123?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3000268930609705123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3000268930609705123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3000268930609705123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3000268930609705123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/06/save-date.html' title='Save The Date'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-999153197142429857</id><published>2008-05-22T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:42.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matty The Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SDZJKywQNNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kskBHYHGHeg/s1600-h/DSC02309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203426869244867794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SDZJKywQNNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kskBHYHGHeg/s320/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy that Matty is making the adjustment to Big Brother so well.  He especially likes the batman monster truck that Abby gave him when he came to meet her for the 1st time. It's not say that he doesn't have his moments but they are rare.  He has been such a good little helper wanting to do everything for his sister.  If we are talking to loud while she is sleeping he will come up to you and put his fingers by his lips and shshshsh you.  And tell you Abby is sleeping.  He is learning to be gentle with her and always comes and check on her.  I am so blessed that is so good and we love him so much!!!  I am sure Abby loves him so much.  Let's see how they are in a couple of months when she is playing with his toys or messing up what he is doing.  I just pray that no matter what they will always be close and count on each other!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-999153197142429857?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/999153197142429857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=999153197142429857' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/999153197142429857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/999153197142429857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/matty-helper.html' title='Matty The Helper'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SDZJKywQNNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kskBHYHGHeg/s72-c/DSC02309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8890551403797582785</id><published>2008-05-18T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:03:30.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Later</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has been a week since Abby made her appearance in this world.  It's weird to think that I would still be pregant until Wednesday if she hadn't decided it was time to make her entrance into this world.  Things are going good here.  I am recovering from my C-section and so far so good.  It's good that I had a C-section because Abby had her cord wrapped around her neck.  So that is probally why her heart rate had went up on that Monday and she probally would not have liked labor had I done a vbac so I would have ended up with a C-section anyways.  It is good that I had the impression early on to have a C-section.  I have been blessed again with a wonderful baby.  So far she sleeps mostly through the night.  She eats around 10 or 11 and then gets up to eat again around 4 or 5.  I count my blessings!!! Matty is doing well and reminds us all the time that that's his sister.  Hopely he will be so proud in a few months when she is wanting to play with is toys.  All is well and I hope to get to see everyone soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8890551403797582785?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8890551403797582785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8890551403797582785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8890551403797582785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8890551403797582785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-week-later.html' title='1 Week Later'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3370434536546674235</id><published>2008-05-17T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:43.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I have been meaning to put up some pictures of Abby but it's been a little crazy around here. My Mom and niece came down for the week to help out which was great. Gwen and Matty had a blast together! So here are some of the pictures I took this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201464198750839090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9QIVZ0oTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jWouPD-HY_w/s320/DSC02276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First pictures with Abby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201464568118026562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9Qd1Z0oUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yf6tie5OkhM/s320/DSC02278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mommy and Abby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201464787161358674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9QqlZ0oVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-oMFjca1aNc/s320/0511080946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matty Holding Abby for the 1st time. He kept saying this is my sister!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201465246722859362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9RFVZ0oWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WgHDKeNmHtg/s320/DSC02286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mommy and Abby waiting for Daddy to come and pick us up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201465667629654386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9Rd1Z0oXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u6-aZc1rEq4/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby 1 week old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3370434536546674235?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3370434536546674235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3370434536546674235' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3370434536546674235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3370434536546674235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/abby.html' title='Abby'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SC9QIVZ0oTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jWouPD-HY_w/s72-c/DSC02276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3756812610413938873</id><published>2008-05-12T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:29:40.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigial Joy Gomez</title><content type='html'>Abby was born this last weekend.  She couldn't wait till the 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born May 10 at 7:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;7 lbs   18.5 ins&lt;br /&gt;She is doing well and when I get a chance I will post some pictures.  Dr. Manning delvieried her.  Dr. Smith who delivered both boys was suppose to be there but something changed at last minute and she was there Sat and he was on call on Friday and Sunday.  Feel free and come and meet her.  We are home and getting settled in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3756812610413938873?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3756812610413938873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3756812610413938873' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3756812610413938873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3756812610413938873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/abigial-joy-gomez.html' title='Abigial Joy Gomez'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2597217509523722622</id><published>2008-05-10T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:53:23.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Think This Baby Is Going To Wait!</title><content type='html'>Last night and all this morning I have been feeling alot of pressure.  So my gut feeling is this baby is going to be coming soon.  The pressure I feel actually is painful so if it doesn't go away I am going back to Labor and Delivery to be checked soon!!! Let's keep our fingers crossed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2597217509523722622?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2597217509523722622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2597217509523722622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2597217509523722622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2597217509523722622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-think-this-baby-is-going-to-wait.html' title='I Don&apos;t Think This Baby Is Going To Wait!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-9147319535393856508</id><published>2008-05-07T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:15:26.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matty's 1st Night Away From Mommy</title><content type='html'>Well Monday was quite an exciting day. My brother Treavor came over like he does every Monday he is off to watch Matty so I can go to my NST. So Monday was no different than any other. Matty was very clingy in the morning and I just figured 2 weeks till Abby comes he is starting to really sense her coming. So I ate a little lunch with them and I was off to my NST. Everything is like normal but I notice that her heart rate is staying in the 180's and 190's. Which is fine for a little bit but Kathy the nurse was a little concern and so was I. So she left me on the montior for about an 1 hour and still her heart rate was high. So we went and talk to my doctor and when she came back I was off to Memorial to Labor and Delivery. I call Andy and tell him Abby may be here today so meet at the hostipal. Of course Andy need gas and Treavor didn't have a car seat for Matty because Andy and I had both of them in our car. So Andy before getting there had to get gas because the light had been on and then take Treavor the carseat and the house keys just in case Abby did come. Well I get put in a room and Abby's heart rate is back in the 140's and 150's and she is fine but..... I was having contractions. They were 2 min apart. The nurse looked at me and said so you feel any of those. I told her no and explained that I am blessed to be like my Mom and is part of the reasons for the NST along with the cerclage. I don't feel contractions. I feel my stomach sometimes get tight but it just feels tight and doesn't hurt. Once my water is broken that is when I feel the contractions. She just looked at me and said your lucky but my concern is that you have a cerclage in and you are contracting. So I went in for one reason and now I am there for a different reason. So I was being monitored to see if they stopped which they didn't. So the doctor on call came in and took out the cerclage and I had to stay overnight to see if Iwas going to have a c section that night. When she checked me I was 1 cm but Abby was still high. But the contractions were changing my cervix becasue on thursday I was not even dilated. So I kept having contractions until the middle of the night. And then they stopped and my cervix had not dilated anymore. So at 10:00 Dr. Smith came in (which is the doctor who deliver both my boys) and told me I could go home but come back if I have any of the normal signs. He laughed and said he'd be on this weekend if Abby decided she wanted the same doctor to deliver her as her brothers. So I came home yesterday around 11 tired because I had only 2 hours of sleep. Thank goodness for Treavor and Pete who stayed the day with me and let me get some rest and took care of Matty and Andy could go back to work and save his days for when Abby comes. So lets hope and pray that Abby stays put. If she came it would be fine but this time I have planned a c section but my children don't seem to like to follow a plan just look at Drew very early and then Matty late and didn't want to come. So that was our excitment for the week, hopely the rest of the week is calm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-9147319535393856508?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/9147319535393856508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=9147319535393856508' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/9147319535393856508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/9147319535393856508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/05/mattys-1st-night-away-from-mommy.html' title='Matty&apos;s 1st Night Away From Mommy'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-8957271347760189920</id><published>2008-04-30T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:40:04.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that in 21 days there will be a new bundle of joy.  Really I can't wait.  I am so uncomfortable with this baby.  She has dropped some but she loves to keep her feet just under my rib cage and likes to push.  Lately she has been pushing against my spine at the same time.  So I have to say that I am so much more uncomfortable more than with Matty and I was a week overdue.  It's amazing what our bodies can do and go through.  I have to say with Matty was always so hot and with this one I am cold or normal temp.  So this last weekend would have killed me with Matty but it wasn't as bad with this baby so that is a blessing.  3 weeks from today I will be holding Abigail Joy and being pregant will be in the past and I can't believe it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-8957271347760189920?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/8957271347760189920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=8957271347760189920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8957271347760189920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/8957271347760189920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/21-days-and-counting.html' title='21 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1118832685625010093</id><published>2008-04-22T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:43.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matty!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SA65cxZ7VZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Uq0jJOUIe9k/s1600-h/DSC02258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192291324354319762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SA65cxZ7VZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Uq0jJOUIe9k/s320/DSC02258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 21st Matty turned 2.  I can't believe that he is already 2.  Where has the last 2 years gone.  We are having a small party for him on Saturday but to celebrate on his birthday I made him a cake.  Matty is just like his Dad and loves airplanes so since I don't have a car mold I made him an airplane cake.  He loved it.  He especially loves to blow out the candle.  He kept saying I did it I did it.  He such a loving little boy and loves to give hugs and kisses.  He loves to play with other kids.  His new thing he has started doing is saying mine.  Which I know all kids go through!  He really loves his Dad's tools so we got him a tool bench for his birthday so he has his own (which are kid friendly and won't hurt anything).  Matty is an amazing little boy and I can't imagie my life without him!  I have truly have been blesses by my little Matty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1118832685625010093?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1118832685625010093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1118832685625010093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1118832685625010093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1118832685625010093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-matty.html' title='Happy Birthday Matty!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SA65cxZ7VZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Uq0jJOUIe9k/s72-c/DSC02258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-2966123030015357910</id><published>2008-04-17T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:02:30.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 21st</title><content type='html'>Yep that the date that our little girl will be born.  My C Section is scheduled for 8 am which means I have to be at Memorial by 6 am.  But it really doesn't matter because I am sure I won't be sleeping very well at the point anyways.  At least I will be able to get some sleep before Andy goes home for the night.  So by lunch time I should be in a room and if anyone wants to come and meet Abigail Joy you are more than welcomed to come by I will be there at least til Friday if not Saturday morning.  Matty will be 2 years 1 month older to the date than Abby.  Let's just pray that she stays put and doesn't have a mind of her own like my two boys did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-2966123030015357910?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/2966123030015357910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=2966123030015357910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2966123030015357910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/2966123030015357910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/may-21st.html' title='May 21st'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3785088324552703558</id><published>2008-04-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:44.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAK0HKbAoRI/AAAAAAAAADk/EIZ_JeUgZGs/s1600-h/0413081424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188907755833958674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAK0HKbAoRI/AAAAAAAAADk/EIZ_JeUgZGs/s320/0413081424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAKz_abAoQI/AAAAAAAAADc/4BlLikKVaLg/s1600-h/0413081415a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188907622689972482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAKz_abAoQI/AAAAAAAAADc/4BlLikKVaLg/s320/0413081415a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAKz5abAoPI/AAAAAAAAADU/YjOaqesl5B4/s1600-h/0413081414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188907519610757362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAKz5abAoPI/AAAAAAAAADU/YjOaqesl5B4/s320/0413081414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend at the Long Beach Airport they had a B-17 that you could go and tour. So as part of my time up we took Matty over to see it. Matty had a really good time but I think Daddy was more into than Matty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3785088324552703558?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3785088324552703558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3785088324552703558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3785088324552703558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3785088324552703558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/b-17.html' title='B-17'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/SAK0HKbAoRI/AAAAAAAAADk/EIZ_JeUgZGs/s72-c/0413081424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-493351053210987608</id><published>2008-04-10T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:42:16.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!! Whose Next!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing a decade ago?&lt;br /&gt;I had moved back from Santa Barbara and was settling back into living at home and going to Fresno State. I was very focused on getting done with School and start teaching. I had a plan for school and wanted to get done. I had meet Andy through my friend Kerri but he was just a friend and drove me crazy sometimes. I had learned to play Phase 10 and loved beating Andy in that game. I was working back at K-Mart in Clovis and I think I was working in the cash cage. I really remember taking a ton of classes at Fresno State so I could be done with my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Cut Matty's hair&lt;br /&gt;2- Get some Sleep before the baby comes&lt;br /&gt;3- Unpack all the boxes sitting around in my house&lt;br /&gt;4- Get paperwork sign by my school and doctor for AFLAC&lt;br /&gt;5- Get ready to have a baby next month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I've lived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Fresno, CA&lt;br /&gt;2- Clovis, CA&lt;br /&gt;3- Santa Babara, CA&lt;br /&gt;4- Long Beach, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Jobs I've had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Wild Water Adventures (aka Clovis Lakes), Catering Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;2-K-Mart&lt;br /&gt;3-Residence Hall at UC Santat Babara&lt;br /&gt;4- A Sub.&lt;br /&gt;5-A K,1,3 Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things people don't know about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I was born with jet black hair that turned blonde&lt;br /&gt;2- I was a tomboy growing up&lt;br /&gt;3- I love taking college classes&lt;br /&gt;4- I feel like I never do enough&lt;br /&gt;5- I am a pack rat. Even though I am getting better at that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag.......... Melissa, Deon, Natalie, Anne, Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-493351053210987608?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/493351053210987608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=493351053210987608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/493351053210987608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/493351053210987608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-tagged-whose-next.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!! Whose Next!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7163675673523523300</id><published>2008-04-09T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:19:48.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unpacking Begins</title><content type='html'>Well we finally turned in our keys last night to our apt on Junipero.  We now are in our new place with boxes everywhere.  The unpacking begins.  I do recommend not to move while pregant.  It is really hard on you and your body.  I wanted to help out so many times but I knew I couldn't.   Funny thing I tired to help clean the kitchen sink and my stomach got in the way so Andy had to come and finish.  It was really funny.  Now the unpacking begins.  Alot of it is just putting this back up.  It  is no where near as bad as when we moved here from Fresno.  So we are now in our new place and are loving it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7163675673523523300?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7163675673523523300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7163675673523523300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7163675673523523300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7163675673523523300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/unpacking-begins.html' title='The Unpacking Begins'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1460430591625156921</id><published>2008-04-04T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:32:40.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks</title><content type='html'>I was looking at the calendar today and realized that on Sunday I will be 33 weeks and next month we be having our 3rd child.  Where has the time gone.  I can't believe it.  Andy and I have been married 5 years and next month we will have 3 children.  I can't believe it.  All is well so far with this pregancey. I hope and pray it continues that way.  The doctor said at my last appointment that if the schedule is up we will schedule my c-section.  How weird that feels since I was waiting and waiting for Matty wondering when he was going to come.  And with this one we will know the exact date of when the baby will be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1460430591625156921?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1460430591625156921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1460430591625156921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1460430591625156921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1460430591625156921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/04/33-weeks.html' title='33 Weeks'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1631683533859068193</id><published>2008-03-24T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:44.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Guitar Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-h7n50ZPsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycNHeNLFxPM/s1600-h/0322081404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181527296755449538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-h7n50ZPsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycNHeNLFxPM/s320/0322081404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty loves music and to make music.  We found this little guitar and we had to have it.  It was a steal at only $15.  We had a very happy little boy who loves to just sit and play it and make music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1631683533859068193?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1631683533859068193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1631683533859068193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1631683533859068193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1631683533859068193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-guitar-player.html' title='Little Guitar Player'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-h7n50ZPsI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycNHeNLFxPM/s72-c/0322081404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1267935000350278295</id><published>2008-03-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:44.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-cNHZ0ZPrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DYVjPwXenFU/s1600-h/DSC02174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181124317153935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-cNHZ0ZPrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DYVjPwXenFU/s320/DSC02174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After going to church this morning Matty came home to find his Easter Basket. He doesn't really realize who or what the Easter Bunny is but he was happy to get new cars, trucks, a soccer ball, and a little bit of candy. When he came in the door I had his basket sitting on the chair for him and he was so excited. Next year, I think I am going to do what my parents always did was put the baksets on our beds either for us right when we woke up if church was late or if church was early they would always somehow put them on our beds when we left for church or right after we got home from church. So we had them after church. It was hard to put stuff on Matty's bed this year since we are in the process of packing. Anyways. It was a warm beautiful day here and we had fun spending time together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1267935000350278295?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1267935000350278295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1267935000350278295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1267935000350278295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1267935000350278295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R-cNHZ0ZPrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DYVjPwXenFU/s72-c/DSC02174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4463734477546597498</id><published>2008-03-17T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:25:55.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A.............................</title><content type='html'>Well today I started my non-stress test today. So after the test I get an ultrasound to check my amontic fluid. So Kathy said see would check to she if the baby would show us what it is. Kathy is the nurse that told us that Matty was a boy. So she checked today and she said that we will be having a little girl. Matty has been right all along when he said sister. So we are happy to be adding a little girl to our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4463734477546597498?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4463734477546597498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4463734477546597498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4463734477546597498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4463734477546597498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/its.html' title='It&apos;s A.............................'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-3764530232186628222</id><published>2008-03-10T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:44.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R9XR2ChOJDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z0a4r51vFCM/s1600-h/DSC02157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176274073051604018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R9XR2ChOJDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z0a4r51vFCM/s320/DSC02157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so Matty's new thing is that he want's his Dad all the time.  Since the baby has really started moving and even kicked him a few times he doesn't want me he wants his Dad.  Which is nice but at the same time makes me a little sad because he is my little buddy.  So this weekend we went to brunch and he wanted to take a picture with me and I was so happy.  Things have been going good here.  I have a Doctor appt on Thursday and I hope that we find out what we are having.  I am going to ask the doctor to do an ultrasound.  He is pretty nice about doing them when you ask.  We will see on Thursday.  If not I am starting nonstress test next week and Kathy the nurse said she would look for me.  All is well here.  Just getting ready to move in a couple of weeks and can't wait for that to be over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-3764530232186628222?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/3764530232186628222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=3764530232186628222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3764530232186628222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/3764530232186628222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-so-mattys-new-thing-is-that-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R9XR2ChOJDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z0a4r51vFCM/s72-c/DSC02157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-9100456245449638017</id><published>2008-03-07T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:25:46.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Move Is Coming!</title><content type='html'>Andy and I have been talking about moving into something bigger for awhile now and nothing has really been right.  So we decided to just wait until after the baby, and look when all everyone is moving out because school is out.  My friend Azalea comes by on Tuesday and tells us hey at the complex that she works at they are running a really great speacial on 2 bedrooms.  We wanted a 3 bedroom but a 2 would be ok until we get a house hopely in a year.  Anyways.  She told us she has a 2 bedroom 2.5 bath  2 story townhouse with a 2 car attach garage for basically what we are paying.  It is about 1500 sq ft.  She wanted us to come and look at it and we did.  To make a long story short heavenly father answered our prayers for the space that we need.  We will be moving into the townhouse at the end of the month.  It is great we have a little patio and a huge balcony.  Everything has happen so fast the last couple of days but everything has gone really smooth.  After 5 years hear in this place we are moving to a bigger place that we need.  I just feel bad that Andy is going to have to do all the work since I can't.  I am sure he will get mad at me telling where everything should go though!  So we will still be in Long Beach but at a new home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-9100456245449638017?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/9100456245449638017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=9100456245449638017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/9100456245449638017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/9100456245449638017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/move-is-coming.html' title='A Move Is Coming!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6318555072165410376</id><published>2008-03-02T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:44.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS3 with Little Bryon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8tG3s2l4MI/AAAAAAAAACs/xSPrq2yu2RU/s1600-h/DSC02129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173306519712030914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8tG3s2l4MI/AAAAAAAAACs/xSPrq2yu2RU/s320/DSC02129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Matty has been very lucky the last couple of weekends his cousin's have come and visited him. Gwen and Matty talk almost everyday on the phone. About what only they know. He'll hand me the phone and say Gwenie. When Little Bryon is in the Mood Matty and him talk . So this weekend my brother came and stayed with my brother and Little Bryon wanted to come and spend the night with Matty. They had the best time even though I think both didn't feel the greatest. Matty is cutting his 2 year molars and has the running nose, fever, cough, moodiness that all come with teeth cutting. But Little Bryon was here and he was having the best time. He even got up early with Little Bryon. Matty didn't sleep all that well. He had a fever on and off from his teeth. Let me rephrase that Mommy didn't sleep all that well because Matty wanted to sleep next to her all night. Anyways here are some pictures of them trying to play video games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173306188999549106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8tGkc2l4LI/AAAAAAAAACk/DeCZDUiyVpI/s320/DSC02126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6318555072165410376?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6318555072165410376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6318555072165410376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6318555072165410376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6318555072165410376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/03/ps3-with-little-bryon.html' title='PS3 with Little Bryon'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8tG3s2l4MI/AAAAAAAAACs/xSPrq2yu2RU/s72-c/DSC02129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4039538550072687716</id><published>2008-02-26T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:26:03.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Does Mom Get A Sick Day?</title><content type='html'>So Andy has been home sick the last two days.  He has the flu that is going around.  I find it so interesting that when Dad is sick he wants to lay in bed and not have to worry about anything.  I was sitting here thinking when I am sick I don't get to lay around.  Matty needs to be feed, dinner needs to be cooked, house cleaned,etc.  Yes I know that right know I not having to cook and clean because of the baby but this is a short time in the long run.  I guess Mom's really don't get a sick day and maybe that is why God has blessed us to be stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4039538550072687716?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4039538550072687716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4039538550072687716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4039538550072687716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4039538550072687716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-does-mom-get-sick-day.html' title='When Does Mom Get A Sick Day?'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6918449661215051858</id><published>2008-02-26T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:45.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of Reading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8Ssegm9b_I/AAAAAAAAACU/pjxnP14upQE/s1600-h/DSC02121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171447912277569522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8Ssegm9b_I/AAAAAAAAACU/pjxnP14upQE/s320/DSC02121.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I have been home when I get a chance I been trying to do more reading. Matty has always loved books but I have noticed lately that he will get up in the rocking chair with some of his books and sit and read. It is so cute and I am glad that he likes to read(what he calls reading). When Gwen was down they both sat in the rocking chair and read. My sister said they didn't for at least an hour when I was gone getting blood work done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8SsvQm9cAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kqhK01lHmUU/s1600-h/DSC02120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171448200040378370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8SsvQm9cAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kqhK01lHmUU/s320/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6918449661215051858?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6918449661215051858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6918449661215051858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6918449661215051858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6918449661215051858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-of-reading.html' title='The Love of Reading!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R8Ssegm9b_I/AAAAAAAAACU/pjxnP14upQE/s72-c/DSC02121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-138696086821109824</id><published>2008-02-21T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:46.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Amanda Came and took me to Disneyland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74ouQm9b6I/AAAAAAAAABs/hbjlvbHSCgI/s1600-h/DSC02091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169614197465378722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74ouQm9b6I/AAAAAAAAABs/hbjlvbHSCgI/s320/DSC02091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister came for the weekend with Gwen. Matty was so excited about Gwen coming and playing with him. Today Amanda took them to Disneyland for a couple of hours and they had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Matty and Gwen. One of there favorite poses with their arms around each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74pFQm9b7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HeIZT3BCTOQ/s1600-h/DSC02100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169614592602369970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74pFQm9b7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HeIZT3BCTOQ/s320/DSC02100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty and Gwen after the tea cups. I get sick on those things. So Aunt Amanda took him on the tea cups today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74pnwm9b8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/iy26Myl0hIU/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169615185307856834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74pnwm9b8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/iy26Myl0hIU/s320/DSC02106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you pull the sword out of the stone???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matty are you the King.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74qLAm9b9I/AAAAAAAAACE/_IzC9VfC8po/s1600-h/DSC02112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169615790898245586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74qLAm9b9I/AAAAAAAAACE/_IzC9VfC8po/s320/DSC02112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Gwen with Snow White. She loves going to Disneyland just to see the Princesses. I showed her over the summer where there is always 3 princesses ready to take pictures and she wants to go there every time. It just as good as any ride. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-138696086821109824?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/138696086821109824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=138696086821109824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/138696086821109824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/138696086821109824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/aunt-amanda-came-and-took-me-to.html' title='Aunt Amanda Came and took me to Disneyland!'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74ouQm9b6I/AAAAAAAAABs/hbjlvbHSCgI/s72-c/DSC02091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-4582257208087699848</id><published>2008-02-20T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:47.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Old Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zSOAm9b3I/AAAAAAAAABY/yYiyr8V8UuE/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169237610437898098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zSOAm9b3I/AAAAAAAAABY/yYiyr8V8UuE/s320/DSC02081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok Matty had long given up the Binky until last month. He started teething his 2 year old molars and found one and now chews on them. He thought he was being funny the other day by putting both of these in his mouth at the same time. He thought it was so funny he was laughing at himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-4582257208087699848?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/4582257208087699848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=4582257208087699848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4582257208087699848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/4582257208087699848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/siily-old-boy.html' title='Silly Old Boy'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zSOAm9b3I/AAAAAAAAABY/yYiyr8V8UuE/s72-c/DSC02081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-1455554247470303965</id><published>2008-02-20T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:47.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Music Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zQ3Am9b2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/eV6ukT3Y7vI/s1600-h/DSC02076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169236115789279074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zQ3Am9b2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/eV6ukT3Y7vI/s320/DSC02076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matty Loves to play the guitar so much that when Andy tries to play Guitar Hero he can't becasue Matty is up in his lap or pulling at his clothes wanting to play.  Funny thing is that he only does this to Andy.  Any one else can come and play and Matty will watch or go and get his guitar and play his.  He is so funny he tries to make the guitar sound when he sees it.  It is so cute and makes me laugh.  So Andy only get to play when Matty in asleep or gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zP_gm9b1I/AAAAAAAAABI/BArakoleAVs/s1600-h/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169235162306539346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zP_gm9b1I/AAAAAAAAABI/BArakoleAVs/s320/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy getting Matty ready to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-1455554247470303965?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/1455554247470303965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=1455554247470303965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1455554247470303965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/1455554247470303965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-little-music-man.html' title='Our Little Music Man'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7zQ3Am9b2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/eV6ukT3Y7vI/s72-c/DSC02076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-211150490330854084</id><published>2008-02-17T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:47.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Charming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iIagm9byI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2UVYNmY6AYY/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030561418964770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iIagm9byI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2UVYNmY6AYY/s320/DSC02067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handsome litte boy is getting so big.  I can't believe it.  It seems like yesterday we were just bringing him home and now he is almost 2.  Here he is just before leaving for church.  He's all dressed up in his new outfit that Uncle Bryon got him for christmas and he thinks he hot stuff.  I would take a picture and he would want to see it and then go and pose for more!!!  He is getting so big!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-211150490330854084?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/211150490330854084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=211150490330854084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/211150490330854084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/211150490330854084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/prince-charming.html' title='Prince Charming'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iIagm9byI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2UVYNmY6AYY/s72-c/DSC02067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-7696034313422472927</id><published>2008-02-17T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:48.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Matty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iHawm9bxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1qOw4vMRpTY/s1600-h/DSC02066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168029466202304274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iHawm9bxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1qOw4vMRpTY/s320/DSC02066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a day of tearing the house up I took out the camera and my little poser came out. He thought he was being funny making all these different funny faces. He was stiking a pose and was having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-7696034313422472927?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/7696034313422472927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=7696034313422472927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7696034313422472927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/7696034313422472927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/silly-matty.html' title='Silly Matty'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7iHawm9bxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1qOw4vMRpTY/s72-c/DSC02066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6072349366101782164</id><published>2008-02-17T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:11:58.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14th</title><content type='html'>Today I had a doctors appointment.  All is good and he is happy with everything so far.  I am still on bed rest but motified best rest.  Meaning.....I can get up for a little bit walk around the block or maybe run to the store but nothing to long he said.  He still wants be to spend most of the day down and prefers that I go out with someone and not by myself  just to be on the safe side.  He also gave me the slip for the diabetes test!  UGH!!!!!!!  I hate that test and I look at him and said since last time I had to do this test twice can I please just do the 3 hour test and get it over with.  HE laughed and said that it would be fine since I probally would have to do the 3 hour test anyways.  So this coming Sat I get to take my loving husband and go and take that yummy test.  You know I still till this day can not drink orange soda becasue of that test!!  I start my Non stress test next month.  Which he decided since things were going good that I would start them next month instead of know.  So that is good.  It's nice to see and hear the baby ever week but it gets hard spending 1 1/2 hours at the doctors office twice a week.  Especially now with Matty.  So it was overall a good visit.  I am happy.  Valentines day was nice we stayed low key.  We tend to celebrate more on the 8th on our anniversay instead of Valentines day. IT's to busy and everything is overpriced.  Matty did get a monkey that sings and shakes its bum which he dances with and entertains him for hours and a parents cell phone that we had to get because he was trying to steal Gwens. So he was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day.  Andy came home early and went with us to the Doctor, listen to the baby's heart beat (still don't know the sex), and spent some time together as a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6072349366101782164?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6072349366101782164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6072349366101782164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6072349366101782164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6072349366101782164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-14th.html' title='February 14th'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-6037451883689078255</id><published>2008-02-12T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:48.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7Ji0Qm9bwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LdtHXWNhtRs/s1600-h/38746c42-6189-11dc-8c59-000e0c3ed908w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166300372498476802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7Ji0Qm9bwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LdtHXWNhtRs/s320/38746c42-6189-11dc-8c59-000e0c3ed908w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I need to better at taking more pictures of Matty at home. He is so amazing. I should be taking tons since I am at home right now. So that is my newest goal to take more pictures.  Matty is such a ham.  He will pose for the lady at target to take his picture and even at home will do the same.  I hope that will share with his new brother or sister.  Hopely we will find out soon what we are having.  According to Matty we are having a girl.  The baby at our last ultrasound wouldn't show us.  So we are still guessing and Matty is still saying girl or sister and has never changed.  We will see!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-6037451883689078255?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/6037451883689078255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=6037451883689078255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6037451883689078255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/6037451883689078255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/matty.html' title='Matty'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R7Ji0Qm9bwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LdtHXWNhtRs/s72-c/38746c42-6189-11dc-8c59-000e0c3ed908w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896394601423047574.post-173904688215368746</id><published>2008-02-08T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:53:57.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Did It</title><content type='html'>Ok Ok I have been hearing about blogging for months and I have never had the time to really look into.  I thought it would be fun way to share with everyone what we have been up to but really didn't know how to go about getting started. And then Deon sends me an email about her page and I ask her about it and she helps me set mine up.  Andy saw one last night and said why don't we have one and now we do.  It is still a work in progress and I will be adding more as I can.  For those who do not know we will be adding an another addition to our family in May.  I can't believe that Andy and I have been married 5 years and will soon have a 3rd child.  Where does time go.  I am currently on best rest with a very active 22 month old.  I am blessed that he has for the most part been so good and have friends that are willing to take him outside so he is not always stuck indoors.  I look forward to keeping contact with friends and getting in contact with friends we have not seen in while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/896394601423047574-173904688215368746?l=kurlykelbel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/feeds/173904688215368746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=896394601423047574&amp;postID=173904688215368746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/173904688215368746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/896394601423047574/posts/default/173904688215368746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurlykelbel.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-did-it.html' title='Finally Did It'/><author><name>Kelly And Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09454858767267986469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dCrsW-DScss/R74EPQm9b5I/AAAAAAAAABk/TTPGMvi3gTY/S220/Sealing+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
