<?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-7369197741937658575</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:02:32.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Humpherys Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Casey, Mallory, and Abby</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-4337513314516897729</id><published>2010-10-22T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T16:36:42.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>I know that I am really bad at posting on my blog but here are some family pictures that we got with Casey's family a couple of weeks ago. I hope that I don't look 7 months pregnant in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnug6QEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1GEucwFPTW8/s1600/IMG_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnug6QEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1GEucwFPTW8/s320/IMG_5152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531015860702560322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't Abby look all cute and grown up! Almost two years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnd3TMvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wmGangohO6Q/s1600/IMG_5119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnd3TMvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wmGangohO6Q/s320/IMG_5119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531015856233067250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the best one with all the girls in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnC_wsqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EWFvSoUK4cw/s1600/IMG_5029.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnC_wsqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EWFvSoUK4cw/s1600/IMG_5029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnC_wsqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EWFvSoUK4cw/s320/IMG_5029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531015849020797602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Happy Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdoPSo2iI/AAAAAAAAANA/BMnOVm3oFBg/s1600/IMG_5155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdoPSo2iI/AAAAAAAAANA/BMnOVm3oFBg/s320/IMG_5155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531015869501069858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post this one because every time we try to get Riley and Abby to take a picture together this is what we get.&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/7369197741937658575-4337513314516897729?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4337513314516897729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/4337513314516897729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/4337513314516897729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/TMIdnug6QEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1GEucwFPTW8/s72-c/IMG_5152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-6513388766078599850</id><published>2010-08-16T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:00:06.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;IT'S A GIRL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-6513388766078599850?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6513388766078599850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/6513388766078599850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/6513388766078599850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-1258495723209455857</id><published>2010-07-06T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:40:59.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>So, I have decided that I really suck at blogging! I don't know why but I do. Well now that I have admitted to that, I will now tell you what has been going in the Humpherys family! Casey is now done with his 2nd year of pharmacy school. He did a really good job! Abby is growing like a weed, she is in love with horses and will tell you that everything is a horse! When we go home to Arco, she always has to have a horse ride and then we have to try and get her off, which is not a very fun job. I am doing good and if anyone didn't know we are working on our second little one and I am due January 1st. We are way excited! That is all in the world of the Humpherys family, I will try and post some pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-1258495723209455857?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1258495723209455857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1258495723209455857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1258495723209455857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-7102910951790383407</id><published>2010-01-31T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:43:30.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grayest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle(in winter)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over New Year's weekend we took a trip up to Seattle where Casey served his mission. We bought tickets to a Titans vs Seahawks game back in September when everyone thought the Titans were going to be really good(Casey's biggest worry was they would already have the playoffs locked up by this game and wouldn't be playing their starters) and it turned out they had a really rough start to the season and didn't end up making the playoffs. Either way though, Casey was pretty excited to go up and see the city, visit with friends, and see his favorite team play. Lucky for us, one of Casey's missionary companions moved back up to Seattle to go to the UW and we were able to stay with him and his wife at their house instead of a hotel. They were great hosts and helped us a ton. Thanks so much Ben and Mandy for putting up with us for the weekend. Here are a bunch of the pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD1VJKkDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JwLdY1G-G8k/s1600-h/DSCN4298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD1VJKkDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JwLdY1G-G8k/s320/DSCN4298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433034215212617778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of the Seattle skyline from Kerry Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDRUhRlUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u6i-xyX5aPA/s1600-h/DSCN4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDRUhRlUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u6i-xyX5aPA/s320/DSCN4252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433033596570015042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and I on the famous pig out in front of Pike's Place market where they throw the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YFf2Y-TTI/AAAAAAAAALw/r45g889s4EM/s1600-h/DSCN4250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YFf2Y-TTI/AAAAAAAAALw/r45g889s4EM/s320/DSCN4250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433036045203426610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the fish from the fish-throwing booth. Casey said it looks like the same fish that was there 6 years ago when he lived up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YE5XYoOOI/AAAAAAAAALo/-3k2Yh4E54U/s1600-h/DSCN4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YE5XYoOOI/AAAAAAAAALo/-3k2Yh4E54U/s320/DSCN4255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035384045451490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was cold so we took a break from walking around all the booths and got a cup of hot chocolate from the first Starbucks store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDSGeYMYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pfTYVfCIvdM/s1600-h/DSCN4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDSGeYMYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pfTYVfCIvdM/s320/DSCN4257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433033609979638146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of us out in front of the market that Mandy took. We mostly bought food there because Casey said he didn't want to just bring home a bunch of junk and he said there are more booths and better stuff in the summer so if we come back, I can get some stuff then. One of the few things we did buy was a hat for Abby. They had a booth that made the cutest little knit hats and she actually kept it on her head pretty good for most of the day. She sure thought she was cute stuff with it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDUCa5oNI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fSS6EAQs86I/s1600-h/DSCN4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDUCa5oNI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fSS6EAQs86I/s320/DSCN4259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433033643251048658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the cheap T-shirt store across the street to get some souvenirs and they had these shirts right next to each other. I almost bought one-I am team Edward by the way-but decided I wanted to save my money for some of the other stuff we were going to do later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEmTqTamI/AAAAAAAAALg/tYOBNI5ZAds/s1600-h/DSCN4261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEmTqTamI/AAAAAAAAALg/tYOBNI5ZAds/s320/DSCN4261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035056628329058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD15ykipI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zdDyPd8cjvU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Late+December+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD15ykipI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zdDyPd8cjvU/s320/Copy+of+Late+December+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433034225049963154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Mandy took us to the lobby of one of the really nice downtown hotels where they had all of these really cute gingerbread houses. In case you can't tell, the one in the picture is from the muppets. The other picture is Casey and Ben playing checkers on this really neat touch screen that simulated your movements really well. Casey said that when one of the pieces got jumped you actually had to remove it from the board yourself and you could throw it and hit some of the other pieces if you weren't careful with your movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YIEghvUZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5h5DDdeleYo/s1600-h/DSCN4276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YIEghvUZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5h5DDdeleYo/s320/DSCN4276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433038874013028754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD0E4r79I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ma5LIQHHRdE/s1600-h/DSCN4269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD0E4r79I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ma5LIQHHRdE/s320/DSCN4269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433034193668665298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD0_oRuHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rrqcp9gmJI8/s1600-h/DSCN4275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD0_oRuHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rrqcp9gmJI8/s320/DSCN4275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433034209437530226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished at Pike's Place, we had to hit up the Space Needle so we took the monorail over. Abby was exhausted by the time we got there because we had done so much stuff that day that she was just ready to go to sleep. She was out for most of the trip up to the top and while we walked around up there-she must have been really tired, because it was freezing on the side where the wind came in off the sound. She woke up just as we were getting ready to leave so we figured we would get a few more pics with her awake at the top. Costs like 17 bucks a person just to go up there so we figured we would get our moneys worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDTeEQoLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kDzinicrucw/s1600-h/DSCN4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YDTeEQoLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kDzinicrucw/s320/DSCN4302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433033633492410546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate some tasty Thai food for dinner, we had to visit a couple of spots before we went and got dessert. Here is me out in front of Top Pot donuts. They had a food network show about this place that I watched and I wanted to get a picture in front of it. It was supposed to be named Top Spot and the S fell off the sign and they just left it and changed the name. One of the highlights of the trip came right after we took this picture when we went to Old School Frozen Custard. Ben and Mandy told us how great it was but I just assumed it was a little ice cream place like Cold Stone. Nope. It was way better. We loved it. We even had a hard time sharing bites with Abby because it was so good. I wish they had something like that in Pocatello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD2edD2pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IHhuj27lYm0/s1600-h/DSCN4304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD2edD2pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IHhuj27lYm0/s320/DSCN4304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433034234891852434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YIFQPvcXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/t13pkLQ663g/s1600-h/DSCN4303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YIFQPvcXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/t13pkLQ663g/s320/DSCN4303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433038886822441330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This superfan guy was driving this around in the parking lot before the game. It was funny and we wanted a picture so he stopped it so we could take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEktL4nsI/AAAAAAAAALI/1GUX_7B-2QM/s1600-h/DSCN4331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEktL4nsI/AAAAAAAAALI/1GUX_7B-2QM/s320/DSCN4331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035029120327362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wore Seahawks gear to the game that we bought at the pro shop. It was all on sale because it was the last game and Casey does like the Seahawks. So, since we were going to be sitting in the Seahawks season ticket holder section we figured we would go with the flow. We rooted for both teams-which I'm sure the people around us thought was weird-but we decided since the Titans really had nothing to gain by winning the game, we would root for Chris Johnson(Titans) to break the record for most yards in a season by a running back and the Seahawks to win the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YElyqoedI/AAAAAAAAALY/JtBr8g28EZk/s1600-h/DSCN4362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YElyqoedI/AAAAAAAAALY/JtBr8g28EZk/s320/DSCN4362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035047771339218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were pretty good. We were only like 15 rows behind the Titans bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YElPJj8SI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2MBbyHhp_r4/s1600-h/DSCN4343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YElPJj8SI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2MBbyHhp_r4/s320/DSCN4343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035038237389090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two of Casey's favorite players on the Titans-Vince Young and Chris Johnson. One of the cool things that happened during the game is that Johnson went over 2000 yards for the season which I guess is pretty rare-only 6 rbs have ever done it. So that was pretty cool. He also broke the all time yards from scrimmage(whatever that means) record for a season which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEj6iE6JI/AAAAAAAAALA/1CqrlxbmxoY/s1600-h/DSCN4325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YEj6iE6JI/AAAAAAAAALA/1CqrlxbmxoY/s320/DSCN4325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433035015523199122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Titans won the game 17-13 and Johnson broke the record so were went home happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, all in all it was a really fun trip(except for the 14 hour drive up there in a snowstorm with a crying baby-which was what I imagine hell to be like-the drive home had good weather and was actually really nice and was only 11 hours). I would like to go again. In the summer next time though, and possibly without the baby or at least when she is a little older. When we pulled into Pocatello I told Casey I didn't realize how small Pocatello is and how few places we have to eat. It was a great experience and I'm glad we went. Casey was excited that I thought Seattle was a pretty cool place. It was a really nice break from things and a pretty relaxing trip. Thanks again Ben and Mandy for all of your help. You guys were awesome.&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/7369197741937658575-7102910951790383407?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7102910951790383407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/grayest-skies-youve-ever-seen-are-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/7102910951790383407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/7102910951790383407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/grayest-skies-youve-ever-seen-are-in.html' title='The grayest skies you&apos;ve ever seen are in Seattle(in winter)'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/S2YD1VJKkDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JwLdY1G-G8k/s72-c/DSCN4298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-6590326628171811053</id><published>2009-10-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:58:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SuvA02PW5UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/je-44U-aPDU/s1600-h/Monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SuvA02PW5UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/je-44U-aPDU/s320/Monkeys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398620592479331650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SuvA0i9eZSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/y2DivwLWyB8/s1600-h/Dishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SuvA0i9eZSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/y2DivwLWyB8/s320/Dishes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398620587304052002" 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/7369197741937658575-6590326628171811053?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6590326628171811053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-finally.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/6590326628171811053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/6590326628171811053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-finally.html' title='Pictures Finally!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SuvA02PW5UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/je-44U-aPDU/s72-c/Monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-1038402974943609935</id><published>2009-10-20T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:08:50.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still here!</title><content type='html'>Well I know that I have been slacking in the world of blogging, sorry!! We have been really busy, Casey has been studying for tests and I have been working and taking care of the little monster... She is starting to pull herself up on everything, walking around all the furniture, and has even found out that there is water in the toilet. We have been shutting the lid thinking that she can't lift it up, boy were we wrong! Abby now can hold it up with one hand and throw her blocks in for a swim. She thinks that they need to be in there, the door is now going to be shut! I will try and post some pictures in the next couple of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-1038402974943609935?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1038402974943609935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-still-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1038402974943609935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1038402974943609935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-still-here.html' title='We are still here!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-1595484731120204594</id><published>2009-08-27T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:28:07.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>These are the last pictures from this summer that I took. I can't believe it is already gone and that Casey is back in school. Abby sure is growing up quick. She is now crawling around everywhere and pulling herself up on everything and getting into everything. It sure makes watching her a real workout. I miss the days when she would just lay there and smile. Now she always wants to go somewhere else or do something new. Work is still going about the same as always. I like what I do but I miss Abby during the days I am gone. It makes it harder too, cause Casey is so busy with his studies that he doesn't have a lot of time to hang out with us anymore. I really miss the summer already. It was nice to be able to spend time together. But I'm glad that another school year is started and that there are only 2 more to go. The sooner he gets done, the better. It'll just be nice to not have him having to study every night and for me to be able to stay at home and watch Abby and the other future children-No we're not expecting-and be able to move on with our lives instead of still being in school. Anyways, here are the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf9qhqwuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/47HuqjXZ9lA/s1600-h/bumblee+bee+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf9qhqwuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/47HuqjXZ9lA/s320/bumblee+bee+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374799824537961186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce-jeJGJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iwcbzlUsjms/s1600-h/Pocatello+Zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce-jeJGJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iwcbzlUsjms/s320/Pocatello+Zoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374798740312365202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf-bcGUQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oA19swXhsXc/s1600-h/standing+in+crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf-bcGUQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oA19swXhsXc/s320/standing+in+crib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374799837667938562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce-Mx1TsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jhJ7xPPBAqM/s1600-h/Mary+Poppins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce-Mx1TsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jhJ7xPPBAqM/s320/Mary+Poppins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374798734220938946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9yVk9sI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zUmEi5SceEg/s1600-h/laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9yVk9sI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zUmEi5SceEg/s320/laundry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374798727123105474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf-FLS-sI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AY5r93rClEY/s1600-h/Reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf-FLS-sI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AY5r93rClEY/s320/Reunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374799831691885250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9RjTgcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uFDFJAPRpG4/s1600-h/Ice+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9RjTgcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uFDFJAPRpG4/s320/Ice+Cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374798718322311618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9D8wnpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XmVPJ2C1TG8/s1600-h/4th+of+July+barbeque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spce9D8wnpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XmVPJ2C1TG8/s320/4th+of+July+barbeque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374798714670980754" 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/7369197741937658575-1595484731120204594?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1595484731120204594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1595484731120204594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1595484731120204594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Spcf9qhqwuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/47HuqjXZ9lA/s72-c/bumblee+bee+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-8413923793883579774</id><published>2009-07-14T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:55:51.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the last 2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1OqytmmDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blVdJgmPqgA/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I'm finally getting another post done. It only took 2 and a half months but here it is. We take so many pictures that I couldn't &lt;/span&gt;fit them all in a blog so I decided to make scrapbook pages out of them. Casey was able to find me a free program online that would do what I wanted and I've been making new ones every night for the past few days. It took me some time to figure out how to make them turn out right, but I think I've gotten it down. Eventually I plan on printing them out and putting them in a book for Abby. For now, I'll just post them on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1M5ajteWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xwDMCFqwc78/s1600-h/4th+of+July+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1M5ajteWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xwDMCFqwc78/s320/4th+of+July+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358523680906115426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Abby and me at the 4th of July parade with Kristi and Olivia. They are growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NnCIS2II/AAAAAAAAAHw/lDOTq_uU3Fk/s1600-h/trying+to+crawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NnCIS2II/AAAAAAAAAHw/lDOTq_uU3Fk/s320/trying+to+crawl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358524464622655618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's not crawling yet, but I think she's getting close. She'll hold herself up and rock and then lunge for stuff and fall down. She gets around pretty good just spinning around on the floor and rolling around. I'm sure she'll just surprise us one day soon and start going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1Nm4RqD6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1-YIp1U4ViE/s1600-h/Cubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1Nm4RqD6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1-YIp1U4ViE/s320/Cubs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358524461977571234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thought these came out cute. For those who don't know, Casey is a huge Cubs fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1RrFnWpiI/AAAAAAAAAII/Rm9ob1Vo8w8/s1600-h/P1010154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1RrFnWpiI/AAAAAAAAAII/Rm9ob1Vo8w8/s320/P1010154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358528932324222498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NmmvpIYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/w3a_TPVhJK0/s1600-h/summer+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NmmvpIYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/w3a_TPVhJK0/s320/summer+fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358524457271501186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had  a lot of fun this summer. A few weeks back we went up to Challis with my family and went to the hot springs and we found out that Abby just loves the water. She stayed in the pool with Casey for about a half hour. She likes to kick and splash and doesn't mind getting her face wet. So we bought her one of those little inflatable pools when we got home and she has had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NA-Qyu3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KknbkOG-mdo/s1600-h/Picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NA-Qyu3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KknbkOG-mdo/s320/Picnic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358523810749528946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NHo6v4zI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kOIwLQU3QXQ/s1600-h/Picnic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1NHo6v4zI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kOIwLQU3QXQ/s320/Picnic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358523925279007538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have had quite a few picnics this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1OqytmmDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blVdJgmPqgA/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1OqytmmDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blVdJgmPqgA/s320/cousins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358525628715276338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one that Casey made. When we were in Bear Lake a few weeks back, Abby and Riley had a bath. It was really cute to watch them splash around together in the tub. Riley was tired though and was ready to get out after a few minutes.&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/7369197741937658575-8413923793883579774?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8413923793883579774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-last-2-months.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/8413923793883579774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/8413923793883579774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-last-2-months.html' title='Life in the last 2 months'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/Sl1M5ajteWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xwDMCFqwc78/s72-c/4th+of+July+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-3601183794645127516</id><published>2009-07-14T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T08:44:24.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking</title><content type='html'>So, I have no real excuse as to why I haven't posted anything recently!  But, I have promised myself and Shawna at work that I will do it tonight!  I have recently started digital scrapbooking and I am ready to show off my work!  So, stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-3601183794645127516?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3601183794645127516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/07/slacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/3601183794645127516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/3601183794645127516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/07/slacking.html' title='Slacking'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-3628691958928519442</id><published>2009-04-25T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:24:09.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Well Abby is now officially 5 months old (yesterday). She comes in weighing 20 lbs and is 25 inches long. She is now in 9 months clothes, we call her our little chunky monkey. She now rolls over both ways and does a pretty good job of sitting up on her own. Just in the last couple weeks she has changed so much. So, we've got a bunch of new pics to show off.  I like to take lots of them. Casey teases me sometimes, but I tell him at least Abby's growing up years will be well documented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNxCkqH31I/AAAAAAAAAF4/N9Lq_hv9TFE/s1600-h/DSCN3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNxCkqH31I/AAAAAAAAAF4/N9Lq_hv9TFE/s320/DSCN3677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328727073123458898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pics are of Abby in the walker that Casey and Kristi are letting us borrow since Olivia doesn't really care for it. So far, Abby seems to think it is great. She likes to play with all the little toys on it and tries to eat them. She tries to eat darn near everything right now because she's in the beginning of the teething stage. That makes things much more "fun" for us cause now we have to pay attention to everything that we leave around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-V0umfXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/l5eumA_HgOU/s1600-h/DSCN3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-V0umfXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/l5eumA_HgOU/s320/DSCN3682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328741697505885554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is such a happy child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNxCadePqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1yVwpcs9azY/s1600-h/DSCN3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNxCadePqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1yVwpcs9azY/s320/DSCN3653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328727070386044578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are some pictures that Casey took while she was taking a nap last week while I was at work. He said she just grabbed my blanket(yes I still have my baby blanket) and just snuggled up to it. He said she was all wrapped up in it. They were getting ready to come get me and he needed to go wake her up. He said when he turned on the lights to try to get her up she just kept pulling the blanket up over her head. She doesn't like to wake up any earlier than she has to. Just like her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-V8ac9YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZUFSLxXne7A/s1600-h/DSCN3652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-V8ac9YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZUFSLxXne7A/s320/DSCN3652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328741699568858498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We thought it was pretty darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-VgwauhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MHCalHsihxQ/s1600-h/DSCN3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-VgwauhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MHCalHsihxQ/s320/DSCN3633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328741692144794130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of her in the tub that I took while we were at my Grandma's house over easter. She just loved taking a bath. At our house we just have a stand up shower so she doesn't get the opportunity to play and splash in the water. She just kept laughing and splashing and we thought this was the cutest picture of the group. We would show a picture of her in her easter dress, but it is on my mom's camera and we haven't had a chance to get it from her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt8M-dYKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PU4-5f-1gug/s1600-h/DSCN3626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt8M-dYKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PU4-5f-1gug/s320/DSCN3626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328723665152204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Casey and Casey were at the park practicing softball and it got cold so Kristi and I took the girls home to play. This is a cute picture we took of Abby with Olivia(I guess you could say this was Abby's first play date). I think they'll be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt7pKLwxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p7JFA5UBTMQ/s1600-h/DSCN3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt7pKLwxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p7JFA5UBTMQ/s320/DSCN3620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328723655537705746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first attempt at eating solid food. We made up some rice cereal and tried to get her to eat it, but as you can see most didn't make it down. We're working on it a little at a time. She was happy to take the picture tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN1cOGY25I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c5Ycm2d7MYQ/s1600-h/DSCN3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN1cOGY25I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c5Ycm2d7MYQ/s320/DSCN3592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328731911791106962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she does to herself when we set her on the floor with her toys. She just grabs them all and puts them on her face. Then she gets mad because she can't see, but looks so happy when you come over and move them off her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt7ORtDbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZtCslbSaqEg/s1600-h/DSCN3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNt7ORtDbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZtCslbSaqEg/s320/DSCN3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328723648321490354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek a Boo I see you mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-Ve4guyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JbyRRU-DRFg/s1600-h/DSCN3588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-Ve4guyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JbyRRU-DRFg/s320/DSCN3588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328741691641871138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to give her as much "tummy time" as we can so she'll learn to hold herself up good and eventually start to crawl. Sometimes tho, when she gets too close to things she goes all cross-eyed. I think that's one of the many reasons she doesn't like sitting on her tummy. Now that she can roll over on her own, it makes it tougher to get her to stay like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-VEapg_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XETqkC_Ggu8/s1600-h/DSCN3584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfN-VEapg_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XETqkC_Ggu8/s320/DSCN3584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328741684537295858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cute pic of me and Abby playing Casey in MarioKart. She wasn't much help, but she liked playing with the controller.&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/7369197741937658575-3628691958928519442?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3628691958928519442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-months-old.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/3628691958928519442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/3628691958928519442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SfNxCkqH31I/AAAAAAAAAF4/N9Lq_hv9TFE/s72-c/DSCN3677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-5070225961590171240</id><published>2009-04-22T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:41:27.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will post new pictures soon!</title><content type='html'>I just want to let everyone know that we are still alive and kicking! We have been so busy that I haven't had time yet to show you all the cute pictures that I have been taking.. I also have so many things to tell you that our little Abby has been doing and how big she is getting (AKA : our little chunky monkey).. So if you can bare with me, I will tell you all about it very soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-5070225961590171240?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5070225961590171240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/04/will-post-new-pictures-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5070225961590171240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5070225961590171240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/04/will-post-new-pictures-soon.html' title='Will post new pictures soon!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-5421362779108949243</id><published>2009-03-02T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:59:28.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby is 3 months old. Holy crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a while since we updated our blog and Abby has gotten so big and we've taken so many cute pictures, I figured it was time to post a new entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGoT53fxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tT6Iz9B1_kc/s1600-h/DSCN3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGoT53fxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tT6Iz9B1_kc/s320/DSCN3560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308766087858847506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          I am cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGnlYMTJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/msmg2k6yZdU/s1600-h/DSCN3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGnlYMTJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/msmg2k6yZdU/s320/DSCN3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308766075369573522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I was bored and eating Cheerios and decided I would see if she likes them. She just sat there and stuck her tongue on it. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGmxDpkEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zUFGSz59B18/s1600-h/DSCN3546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGmxDpkEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zUFGSz59B18/s320/DSCN3546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308766061324767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tosh and Abby snuggled up to each other in Abby's pack n play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDslrKbAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4haQcY0asjE/s1600-h/DSCN3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDslrKbAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4haQcY0asjE/s320/DSCN3548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308762862813604866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tosh, our gimpy old dog likes to sniff and play with abby. One day she sniffed too close and Abby popped her in the nose. We thought it was an accident until our other dog Miley started sniffing Abby up close and got popped in the nose as well and ran off wimpering. Grandpas Dean and Clint would approve.  Now that Tosh knows to keep her distance, they are buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsiDOw3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/v25LKcTwHKo/s1600-h/DSCN3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsiDOw3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/v25LKcTwHKo/s320/DSCN3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308762861840810866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby in her Valentine's Day dress. It fit a little snug and was a little too short. She's growing up too quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsbqTgpI/AAAAAAAAADs/MwzEKO8jY-U/s1600-h/DSCN3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsbqTgpI/AAAAAAAAADs/MwzEKO8jY-U/s320/DSCN3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308762860125651602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to kiss the camera in when I was trying to take this picture and it came out really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsCQggpI/AAAAAAAAADk/eXsMsxy8xU4/s1600-h/DSCN3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDsCQggpI/AAAAAAAAADk/eXsMsxy8xU4/s320/DSCN3482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308762853306565266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these headbands and flowers are cute. Casey, not so much. He says she's a baby not a flower and looks cute without all these little accessories. I don't care tho, I like 'em. He says whatever you want to do. I think if it was up to him she'd be dressed like a pioneer baby. He's already talked about using washable diapers so we don't have to keep buying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDr5TyDvI/AAAAAAAAADc/aq6T3sK9xKw/s1600-h/DSCN3474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayDr5TyDvI/AAAAAAAAADc/aq6T3sK9xKw/s320/DSCN3474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308762850904379122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another cute flower picture. Ain't I cute mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayLW6aXh4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/j7rYgBJTKR8/s1600-h/DSCN3485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayLW6aXh4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/j7rYgBJTKR8/s320/DSCN3485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308771286516205442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby likes to be read to, but she is usually more interested in watching movies (Cars is one of her favorites). I guess she takes after her dad(who owns hundreds of movies).&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/7369197741937658575-5421362779108949243?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5421362779108949243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/03/abby-is-3-months-old-holy-crap.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5421362779108949243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5421362779108949243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/03/abby-is-3-months-old-holy-crap.html' title='Abby is 3 months old. Holy crap!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SayGoT53fxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tT6Iz9B1_kc/s72-c/DSCN3560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-584255451627276249</id><published>2009-02-07T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:14:56.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's baby blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday (Feb 1) we blessed Abby in church. She looked so cute and was such a good girl. She was a little late coming to church and her dad was starting to get a little nervous because she spit up on her dress a little and I had to clean it up before we could come. I was riding with my mom because her and Connor were running a little behind too. Casey, who had to come earlier do do some stuff for his calling, was worried we weren't gonna make it on time, but we made it with a minute or two to spare thanks to Grandma Karalee's rocket ship driving.  Everything went really well and we got to visit with a few of our family and friends(we have such a small apartment, there wasn't room for everybody so we just had immediate family there with a couple friends) for a while after church until the Super Bowl started. The Pittsburgh Steelers are one of Casey's favorite teams and he had to get ready to watch the game. He was supposed to do some studying for a test during the game, but that didn't work out so well-He still Aced the test tho. I'm glad they won because he can be a bear when his team loses. Here are some of the pictures we took of little Abby in her dress, which her Great Grandma Sheryll got for her down in Arizona while they're on vacation and sent to us. It wasn't meant as a blessing dress, but it was so stinking cute we decided we wanted to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYdzGXEI/AAAAAAAAACU/PUnbVVyGttg/s1600-h/DSCN3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYdzGXEI/AAAAAAAAACU/PUnbVVyGttg/s320/DSCN3455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111559614684226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma Sheryll also made these really cute bracelets that matched the dress perfectly. Kristi and I went shopping and found the perfect bow to match the dress. It was on a display, but the nice lady sold it to me anyway and it was only a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYGJrgKI/AAAAAAAAACM/5D8HOULP8NE/s1600-h/DSCN3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYGJrgKI/AAAAAAAAACM/5D8HOULP8NE/s320/DSCN3435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111553266942114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture came out really cute. She had to cry herself to sleep before she let me take some like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYMjWYII/AAAAAAAAACE/bXbVc3YrxQk/s1600-h/DSCN3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYMjWYII/AAAAAAAAACE/bXbVc3YrxQk/s320/DSCN3440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111554985222274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture shows off just how cute the little dress is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HX03R0ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iIzVQtQ-VzM/s1600-h/DSCN3419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HX03R0ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iIzVQtQ-VzM/s320/DSCN3419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111548626358674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looks so peaceful in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HX9ykOuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/quF4HJDAWHo/s1600-h/DSCN3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HX9ykOuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/quF4HJDAWHo/s320/DSCN3413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111551022512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is one of the ones that came out good while she was awake. She is such a cute little baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3M6Xw73kI/AAAAAAAAACc/qDhGOW4EYfQ/s1600-h/DSCN3397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3M6Xw73kI/AAAAAAAAACc/qDhGOW4EYfQ/s320/DSCN3397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300117639668686402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a cute one of Abby and her cousin Riley.&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/7369197741937658575-584255451627276249?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/584255451627276249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/abbys-baby-blessing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/584255451627276249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/584255451627276249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/abbys-baby-blessing.html' title='Abby&apos;s baby blessing'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SY3HYdzGXEI/AAAAAAAAACU/PUnbVVyGttg/s72-c/DSCN3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-5295946575836665668</id><published>2009-01-31T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:52:59.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Way Cute Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9M7dSU4I/AAAAAAAAABU/UKGE36om-mY/s1600-h/DSCN3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9M7dSU4I/AAAAAAAAABU/UKGE36om-mY/s320/DSCN3234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411516441285506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby's first bath!!! She loved sitting up, but when you laid her down she would start to cry.. She was still a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9My3lAbI/AAAAAAAAABc/CZNOAusFlyQ/s1600-h/DSCN3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9My3lAbI/AAAAAAAAABc/CZNOAusFlyQ/s320/DSCN3293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411514135642546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a nap. One sock had come off and she was a little cold, but I could not help take a few pictures before I covered her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9MlqGzQI/AAAAAAAAABM/8yJYHnqAByg/s1600-h/DSCN3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9MlqGzQI/AAAAAAAAABM/8yJYHnqAByg/s320/DSCN3302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411510589476098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby's uncle Lukas got this for her at the Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas. He wanted to make sure that she had something cow girlish. He knew that Casey wouldn't get her anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9MXSN5pI/AAAAAAAAABE/PjE9qygG_Zs/s1600-h/DSCN3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9MXSN5pI/AAAAAAAAABE/PjE9qygG_Zs/s320/DSCN3283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411506731181714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love gummy worms! Casey decided that she needed to try her first candy on his watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-5295946575836665668?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5295946575836665668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-some-way-cute-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5295946575836665668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/5295946575836665668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-some-way-cute-pictures.html' title='Just Some Way Cute Pictures!!'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYe9M7dSU4I/AAAAAAAAABU/UKGE36om-mY/s72-c/DSCN3234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369197741937658575.post-1858856332058238065</id><published>2009-01-05T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:50:58.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of Abby's Life</title><content type='html'>We just got around to putting together one of these blog things so we can keep up with everybody. I know we're kind of late but now that we have a new baby, we actually have something to blog about. We'll just start by talking about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYesuEsLPfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sHxIFziiIYE/s1600-h/DSCN3103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYesuEsLPfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sHxIFziiIYE/s320/DSCN3103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298393394157665778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby Nichole was born on Monday, November 24th at 7:30am at Portneuf Medical Center. She was greeted by her dad, mom, and a big medical staff. She had to be delivered by a c-section because the little girl was breech. But, because of that, she came out with a very cute round head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYewuFFFM0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/43RygCHpDjU/s1600-h/DSCN3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYewuFFFM0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/43RygCHpDjU/s320/DSCN3098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298397792308638530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYehS8Qr26I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XZ1H7wM5754/s1600-h/DSCN3097.JPG"&gt;Casey's sister Kym and her little boy Riley came the day Abby was born.. This is a way cute picture of the two of them!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYehTJqBZwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aFX7aVHciN4/s1600-h/DSCN3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYehTJqBZwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aFX7aVHciN4/s320/DSCN3146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298380837006436098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took this pic on our way to Abby's first Thanksgiving. We went to my Aunt Alice's house in Pocatello where her Grandma and Grandpa Andersen were waiting for her.. Along with her Aunt Connor, great grandparents, and cousins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369197741937658575-1858856332058238065?l=caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1858856332058238065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-week-of-abbys-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1858856332058238065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369197741937658575/posts/default/1858856332058238065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caseymalloryabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-week-of-abbys-life.html' title='First Week of Abby&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Casey and Mallory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13366965373106732072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eEvr7iGvMcs/SYesuEsLPfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sHxIFziiIYE/s72-c/DSCN3103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
