<?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-5129155322754620266</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:28:03.431-08:00</updated><category term='Intro to Blog'/><category term='I told you I was huge/Here a few of the first pics'/><title type='text'>Morton Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>finding potential in everything...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3610764871168148166</id><published>2012-01-26T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:47:14.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alamode: Baby Nursery Buzz From Schue Love!</title><content type='html'>This girl is making me wanna go for baby number three just so I can have a nursery like this! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alamodemaven.com/2012/01/baby-nursery-buzz-from-schue-love.html?spref=bl"&gt;alamode: Baby Nursery Buzz From Schue Love!&lt;/a&gt;: Hi Friends!  I'm Natasha from Schue Love  and I'm so excited to be back!  This time, I'm talking about my latest obsession...the baby nurser...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3610764871168148166?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3610764871168148166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3610764871168148166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3610764871168148166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3610764871168148166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/alamode-baby-nursery-buzz-from-schue.html' title='alamode: Baby Nursery Buzz From Schue Love!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6055762496556963332</id><published>2012-01-24T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:35:12.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The early bird gets the worm...</title><content type='html'>I headed to my local thrift store right after dropping my oldest off at school last week. I'm typically a mid-morning thrifter. I should say, I WAS a mid- morning thrifter (until Last week). I went on my normal path through the store. 1st up- furniture. And, my, oh my! Hot off the truck was this beauty!  For $59.98! SOLD! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LcgyZkpGonY/Tx9qMTQSNUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_SCnnVrDXpo/s640/blogger-image--2040595760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LcgyZkpGonY/Tx9qMTQSNUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_SCnnVrDXpo/s640/blogger-image--2040595760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-6055762496556963332?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6055762496556963332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6055762496556963332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6055762496556963332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6055762496556963332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/early-bird-gets-worm.html' title='The early bird gets the worm...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LcgyZkpGonY/Tx9qMTQSNUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_SCnnVrDXpo/s72-c/blogger-image--2040595760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4801215427398439324</id><published>2012-01-19T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:35:16.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And for the walls....</title><content type='html'>To add to my "fantasy decor", I may do a Stencil on the wall kind of like of of these &lt;a href="http://www.cuttingedgestencils.com/"&gt;Cutting Edge Stencils&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://lollyjaneboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lolly Jane&lt;/a&gt; featured :-)&amp;nbsp; As you will see below, they are doing a giveaway!&amp;nbsp; Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugGbKjZeN9o/TxjumDMdBsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WAZs6XcKWoM/s1600/cutting+edge+stencil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugGbKjZeN9o/TxjumDMdBsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WAZs6XcKWoM/s320/cutting+edge+stencil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm loving the Trellis design.&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4801215427398439324?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4801215427398439324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4801215427398439324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4801215427398439324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4801215427398439324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-for-walls.html' title='And for the walls....'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugGbKjZeN9o/TxjumDMdBsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WAZs6XcKWoM/s72-c/cutting+edge+stencil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1205268262931307895</id><published>2012-01-19T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:07:57.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Dreamin...</title><content type='html'>Well, still no house.&amp;nbsp; So, I have moved on to designing my dream living room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our current couch is this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDJal_G0JMc/TxiRWXVlFqI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Rolt6Dx07EQ/s1600/current+sofa.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDJal_G0JMc/TxiRWXVlFqI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Rolt6Dx07EQ/s320/current+sofa.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found these fabrics on &lt;a href="http://www.fabric.com/"&gt;www.fabric.com&lt;/a&gt;. and think they would make perfect throw pillows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YA5RCRH1e6k/TxiRsOMiNvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zG2v4gJIpU8/s1600/pillow+fabric1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YA5RCRH1e6k/TxiRsOMiNvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zG2v4gJIpU8/s1600/pillow+fabric1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AJZUM2Yrhw/TxiRufV7IpI/AAAAAAAAAdU/swNd48QVNmc/s1600/pillow+fabric3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AJZUM2Yrhw/TxiRufV7IpI/AAAAAAAAAdU/swNd48QVNmc/s1600/pillow+fabric3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHlxiLE115o/TxiRw1O0PSI/AAAAAAAAAdc/j1xD1XpBILk/s1600/pillowfabric2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHlxiLE115o/TxiRw1O0PSI/AAAAAAAAAdc/j1xD1XpBILk/s1600/pillowfabric2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then...I would love to do a cream colored shag rug like this one found at &lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/Home-Garden/Hand-woven-Ultimate-Cream-Beige-Shag-Rug-8-x-10/5665183/product.html?rcmndsrc=2"&gt;Overstock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GEaDUaPBsQ/TxiS_MW0uCI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3ebzeETozxw/s1600/rug+for+living+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GEaDUaPBsQ/TxiS_MW0uCI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3ebzeETozxw/s1600/rug+for+living+room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, MAYBE an ottoman kind of like this one from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kinfine-Zebra-Nail-head-Bench/dp/B002HWS7XQ"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvCQHictGds/TxiT2m7pMcI/AAAAAAAAAds/aQsVB27ZD3c/s1600/zebra+ottoman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, I just still dreamin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1205268262931307895?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1205268262931307895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1205268262931307895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1205268262931307895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1205268262931307895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-dreamin.html' title='Still Dreamin...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDJal_G0JMc/TxiRWXVlFqI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Rolt6Dx07EQ/s72-c/current+sofa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3407677373502492007</id><published>2012-01-13T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:35:36.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I heart the Thrift Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, how I love a bargain!&amp;nbsp; This week, I have spent a little time thrifting.&amp;nbsp; (um, that would be every week!).&amp;nbsp; But, anyway, this week, I want to share some of my finds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcDp6FzRUDI/TxCs4J_wvhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KQLv_xLW9Ck/s1600/DSC_0853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcDp6FzRUDI/TxCs4J_wvhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KQLv_xLW9Ck/s320/DSC_0853.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;got a pair of these cute lanterns for $4 each (which was actually a splurge, but, I NEEDED them for my back porch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QnmBM68J3w/TxCtMCJohlI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ULDHSYjMbDQ/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QnmBM68J3w/TxCtMCJohlI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ULDHSYjMbDQ/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;a little cheesy...but, it was only .59.&amp;nbsp; What can I say?&amp;nbsp; I can't pass up a cute pillow for less than a buck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxWQrmUjjeI/TxCtjsNfeFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VGnb2KDu4xI/s1600/DSC_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxWQrmUjjeI/TxCtjsNfeFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VGnb2KDu4xI/s320/DSC_0866.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this find.&amp;nbsp; These vintage silouette pictures were only .99 each.&amp;nbsp; I think they are just precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1y9pHA_33q0/TxCt9CBbVgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/NwucBBzjbpA/s1600/DSC_0871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1y9pHA_33q0/TxCt9CBbVgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/NwucBBzjbpA/s320/DSC_0871.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OK...are you ready??&amp;nbsp; BALLARD DESIGNS monogrammed shower curtain (with an M) for only $2.48. SHUT.UP!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQGSeuyRAMc/TxCuYJb1SBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9uxbEpUTZXs/s1600/DSC_0873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQGSeuyRAMc/TxCuYJb1SBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9uxbEpUTZXs/s320/DSC_0873.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csQeGt7gmS0/TxCuu64wSwI/AAAAAAAAAco/qI2lHE9c6ww/s1600/DSC_0874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csQeGt7gmS0/TxCuu64wSwI/AAAAAAAAAco/qI2lHE9c6ww/s320/DSC_0874.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxpueRvX83I/TxCvDgkX1eI/AAAAAAAAAcw/wZwamnzlqtw/s1600/DSC_0875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxpueRvX83I/TxCvDgkX1eI/AAAAAAAAAcw/wZwamnzlqtw/s320/DSC_0875.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remember the post yesterday about my little girl's future bedroom?&amp;nbsp; Well, how about a Silk Navy European Sham to put on the center of the bed?&amp;nbsp; for $1.48?&amp;nbsp; Yep, I think so!&amp;nbsp; And, I'll put a hot pink Monogram on the center and it will&amp;nbsp; be PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSShzb9ZExc/TxCva9lx6RI/AAAAAAAAAc4/i8sz5AZdo_w/s1600/DSC_0877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSShzb9ZExc/TxCva9lx6RI/AAAAAAAAAc4/i8sz5AZdo_w/s320/DSC_0877.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-alFssQxxsHk/TxCsmsSKCxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/27PsHpsQ-MM/s1600/DSC_0851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-alFssQxxsHk/TxCsmsSKCxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/27PsHpsQ-MM/s320/DSC_0851.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two candle sticks for $2.48 each.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strike&gt;proud &lt;/strike&gt;ashamed to say that this is only a portion of what I found.&amp;nbsp; I found some clothes, etc. as well.&amp;nbsp; I promise to share those a little later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3407677373502492007?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3407677373502492007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3407677373502492007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3407677373502492007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3407677373502492007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-why-i-heart-thrift-store.html' title='This is why I heart the Thrift Store'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcDp6FzRUDI/TxCs4J_wvhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KQLv_xLW9Ck/s72-c/DSC_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-7080620251588958498</id><published>2012-01-12T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:39:17.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Meantime...</title><content type='html'>Well,&amp;nbsp; to help occupy my need for a "home", I am spending a little time getting my decorating ideas in line before we do actually move.&amp;nbsp; Lanie Mae's room is in need of a makeover.&amp;nbsp; And, I have a couple of ideas.&amp;nbsp; I found a comforter last night that I LOVE by &lt;a href="http://www.ralphlauren.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3761903&amp;amp;cp=1760785.2216969&amp;amp;ab=ln_home_cs1_bedcollections&amp;amp;parentPage=family"&gt;Ralph Lauren&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKW9ypF5AQY/Tw8WWEvBjgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GU_accbamiI/s1600/Lanie+Mae+Bedding+Option.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKW9ypF5AQY/Tw8WWEvBjgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GU_accbamiI/s320/Lanie+Mae+Bedding+Option.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it would be SO precious with HOT PINK accents and a cool rug.&amp;nbsp; Check Out this hot pink and Navy Room over at &lt;a href="http://flipflopsandpearlsdesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;Flip Flops &amp;amp; Pearls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-5gjT60HVQ/Tw8XbxUUgxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/B9RzgWMn58s/s320/Lanie+Mae+Room+inspiration.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the idea of a BIG monogram over her bed.&amp;nbsp; Sort of like this (in hot pink, of course).&amp;nbsp; I found this one&amp;nbsp;on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Custom-Monogram-Vinyl-Sticker-Personalized/dp/B004E5KZE8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EldUKQCFrMw/Tw8YR3R2XNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lhHZfhPYGNY/s1600/Lanie+Mae+room+Inspiration2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EldUKQCFrMw/Tw8YR3R2XNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lhHZfhPYGNY/s320/Lanie+Mae+room+Inspiration2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lastly, I would love for her to have a sweet little chandalier&amp;nbsp;similar to&amp;nbsp;this one at &lt;a href="http://www.lampsplus.com/products/pink-carriage-5-light-chandelier__t2128.html"&gt;Lamps Plus&lt;/a&gt;... I saw a hot pink one at Hobby Lobby last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5jH-N6Ru_68/Tw8ahi4xWiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/OM6ZS4chgoQ/s1600/Lanie+Mae+Room+Inspiration+Lighting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5jH-N6Ru_68/Tw8ahi4xWiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/OM6ZS4chgoQ/s320/Lanie+Mae+Room+Inspiration+Lighting.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have another option in mind. I'll share it in my next post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See ya then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/5129155322754620266-7080620251588958498?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7080620251588958498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=7080620251588958498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/7080620251588958498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/7080620251588958498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-meantime.html' title='In the Meantime...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKW9ypF5AQY/Tw8WWEvBjgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GU_accbamiI/s72-c/Lanie+Mae+Bedding+Option.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-2574950136584336123</id><published>2012-01-10T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:16:51.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a dreamer...</title><content type='html'>So, we went at looked at the "shack" and it's not completely off the list.  But, apparently, my "dreamer" mentality isn't contagious.  Neil only saw "work".  I understand.  I really do.  My imagination tends to run a little wild.  And, when coupled by impatience (having a house on the market for almost a year, selling it, only to NOT buy, but sign a 6 month lease with the option to &lt;strike&gt;prolong the terribly unsettled feeling&lt;/strike&gt; do a month to month lease at the end), I get a little jumpy when I see something I like. We did go see another home that is a foreclosure and a SUPER deal.  It also would require some work.  But, not nearly as much as the "shack".  Here are a few pics of the home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zve8Np4lL2A/TwxhBl22x9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DXl_qbqCpzc/s1600/Lake+Kathryn+Drive+Way.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zve8Np4lL2A/TwxhBl22x9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DXl_qbqCpzc/s320/Lake+Kathryn+Drive+Way.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65B8CCD6fq4/TwxhFbM0EXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/JVTygDsLOMQ/s1600/Lake+Kathryn+Home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65B8CCD6fq4/TwxhFbM0EXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/JVTygDsLOMQ/s320/Lake+Kathryn+Home.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrxOxGTpSC8/TwxhITZM23I/AAAAAAAAAbE/sxrYIVEROi4/s1600/Lake+Kathryn+Family+Room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrxOxGTpSC8/TwxhITZM23I/AAAAAAAAAbE/sxrYIVEROi4/s320/Lake+Kathryn+Family+Room.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, praying that Neil and I will eventually get on the same page.&amp;nbsp; And, until then, my day-dreaming sustains my patience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-2574950136584336123?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2574950136584336123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=2574950136584336123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2574950136584336123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2574950136584336123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-dreamer.html' title='I&apos;m a dreamer...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zve8Np4lL2A/TwxhBl22x9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DXl_qbqCpzc/s72-c/Lake+Kathryn+Drive+Way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8714005605642944317</id><published>2012-01-07T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T06:35:09.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More inspiration...</title><content type='html'>Here is another inspiration picture for the shack...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dXZTB9beQcc/TwhYHP6KcjI/AAAAAAAAAas/ZUH1gZK8YkM/s640/blogger-image--1781570354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dXZTB9beQcc/TwhYHP6KcjI/AAAAAAAAAas/ZUH1gZK8YkM/s640/blogger-image--1781570354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8714005605642944317?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8714005605642944317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8714005605642944317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8714005605642944317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8714005605642944317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-inspiration.html' title='More inspiration...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dXZTB9beQcc/TwhYHP6KcjI/AAAAAAAAAas/ZUH1gZK8YkM/s72-c/blogger-image--1781570354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3848842057810149243</id><published>2012-01-06T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:04:46.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, my name is Kelli and I am a Thrift-store-a-holic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few of my Thrift Store finds this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Az-n3ATmOmk/TwcmaO6t1AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pPdOx-L7_s4/s1600/DSC_0825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Az-n3ATmOmk/TwcmaO6t1AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pPdOx-L7_s4/s320/DSC_0825.JPG" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pottery Barn Kids Stocking .75 cents!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62HHvWe_Jmg/TwcmsBJ1zbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0CWQam_3nDU/s1600/DSC_0828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62HHvWe_Jmg/TwcmsBJ1zbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0CWQam_3nDU/s320/DSC_0828.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dby0sP34HNA/Twcm_wg6KzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/B8Y-QOW1UM8/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dby0sP34HNA/Twcm_wg6KzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/B8Y-QOW1UM8/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Indoor Outdoor Pillow-$1.98&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other two pillows are from Old Time Pottery- $1.99 each (yay! for finding coordinating STUFF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grey &amp;amp; Tan paisley curtain panels (the pics don't do these justice!) $6.88&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grey Table Cover- $1.48&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, if i can just get a house to put these in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MdL2LSEf1w/TwcnU4iTEzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Lik6si6X9g4/s1600/DSC_0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MdL2LSEf1w/TwcnU4iTEzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Lik6si6X9g4/s320/DSC_0836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wooden Cabinet- $4.88 (I have plans for you little guy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngwh4GKxxUU/TwcnrrR8FFI/AAAAAAAAAac/oxfVezhq47E/s1600/DSC_0837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngwh4GKxxUU/TwcnrrR8FFI/AAAAAAAAAac/oxfVezhq47E/s320/DSC_0837.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;End Table-$5.88 (to refinish for my little girls room)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WD3qB3kErcA/TwcoCx8vR-I/AAAAAAAAAak/8oIeXw04wmM/s1600/DSC_0838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WD3qB3kErcA/TwcoCx8vR-I/AAAAAAAAAak/8oIeXw04wmM/s320/DSC_0838.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post after pics as I get them :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next up...Thrift Store fashion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;til then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3848842057810149243?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3848842057810149243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3848842057810149243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3848842057810149243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3848842057810149243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi-my-name-is-kelli-and-i-am-thrift.html' title='Hi, my name is Kelli and I am a Thrift-store-a-holic'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Az-n3ATmOmk/TwcmaO6t1AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pPdOx-L7_s4/s72-c/DSC_0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1009346127310914087</id><published>2012-01-06T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:19:59.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Home Reno? Yes, please!</title><content type='html'>Well, first blog post in two years and I'm changing gears a bit.&amp;nbsp; We sold our home back in September and have been in a rental for the past few months.&amp;nbsp; Our lease is up at the end of March and I am determined not to extend our stay here.&amp;nbsp; So, &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; I have been house hunting like crazy.&amp;nbsp; There are some SUPER &lt;strike&gt;steals&lt;/strike&gt; deals out there!&amp;nbsp; We would like some elbow room.&amp;nbsp; Neil is determined to not be in a neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, and we want this to be our FOREVER home.&amp;nbsp; So, LOTS of pressure here to find the perfect house.&amp;nbsp; As I was driving through one of the areas that we are interested in, I saw a sign that said "House and 9 acres".&amp;nbsp; Thinking&amp;nbsp;it was for sure a house that was way out of our price range, I hesitantly turned and followed the signs.&amp;nbsp; The road led me up a beautiful mountain.&amp;nbsp; On the way up, there were a few houses and my "out of our price range" thoughts continued.&amp;nbsp; I got to the top and this is what I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vR7UeSKAIYA/TwcD6ESW87I/AAAAAAAAAZU/-wgogz_3byQ/s1600/Washboard+Road+driveway.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vR7UeSKAIYA/TwcD6ESW87I/AAAAAAAAAZU/-wgogz_3byQ/s320/Washboard+Road+driveway.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmm...I drove on up this welcoming driveway and, here is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfy_wIOS0z4/TwcEQbx_adI/AAAAAAAAAZc/goFVpZq-RUc/s1600/Washboard+Road.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfy_wIOS0z4/TwcEQbx_adI/AAAAAAAAAZc/goFVpZq-RUc/s320/Washboard+Road.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You may see an old shack, I see this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mqb6-e9o5G0/TwcFbGJ0BlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iIS0924IJoU/s1600/Washboard+inspiration+%2528exterior%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mqb6-e9o5G0/TwcFbGJ0BlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iIS0924IJoU/s320/Washboard+inspiration+%2528exterior%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS, my imagination is in OVERDRIVE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the view off the back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTJojop1Mwo/TwcFp8G4gZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kOKVwH6y6_A/s1600/Washboard+Road+view+from+the+back.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTJojop1Mwo/TwcFp8G4gZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kOKVwH6y6_A/s320/Washboard+Road+view+from+the+back.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and here is the front view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNPLiqsv220/TwcF7x1dJ9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tHgwWJcwzOE/s1600/Washboard+Road+View+from+the+front.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNPLiqsv220/TwcF7x1dJ9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tHgwWJcwzOE/s320/Washboard+Road+View+from+the+front.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I peeked inside and liked what I saw.&amp;nbsp; Then, I peeked at one of the flyers in the Real Estate Box outside (like how I saved that to last?)&amp;nbsp; and, it's in our price range! SHUT. THE. FRONT. DOOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Neil is out of town.&amp;nbsp; But, I took my father in law out to see it and he agreed.&amp;nbsp; POTENTIAL. POTENTIAL. POTENTIAL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have an appointment to see it on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; EEK!!! So excited.&amp;nbsp; More pics to come.&amp;nbsp; I haven't stopped imagining the possibilities since Tuesday. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Stay tuned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1009346127310914087?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1009346127310914087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1009346127310914087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1009346127310914087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1009346127310914087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-first-blog-post-in-two-years-and.html' title='A Home Reno? Yes, please!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vR7UeSKAIYA/TwcD6ESW87I/AAAAAAAAAZU/-wgogz_3byQ/s72-c/Washboard+Road+driveway.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8059563767185177568</id><published>2009-12-30T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:48:25.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's here!</title><content type='html'>Most of you may have already heard...but, we welcomed Hudson Ronald into this world on December 22 at 5:11 p.m.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hudson Ronald Morton 7 lb 11 oz , 20 3/4 in 12/22/09 at 5:11 p.m. We went in for our regularly scheduled MD visit and found that my amniotic fluid level was less than half what it was the week before. Therefore, my doctor thought it would be a good idea to go ahead with an induction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sent me over to L&amp;amp;D at 12 or so. They started Pitocin at 1, he broke my water at 2:04, we attempted an epidural at around 4:30 or so, and he was born at 5:11 without a working epidural :-( But, everything is fine!!! He's great. He's peeing like crazy which if you know what we've been through w/ this pregnancy is a HUGE blessing. He had a renal ultrasound (kidney) this morning that showed that he still has a dilated kidney. So, we will follow w/ a urologist on January 8. So, keep praying. But, everything really is going well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was born on the 22nd...which, makes Neil's life even easier. My b-day is Mar 22, LM's is Aug 22, our Anniversary is May 22, and now Hudson's B-day is Dec 22. We went home on Christmas eve...just in time for Santa! Lanie Mae is adjusting well. She LOVES her "baby". I will post a Christmas post asap. God is Good...ALL the time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,Kelli, Neil, Lanie Mae, and Hudson Morton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are a couple of pictures my very talented photographer friend took. please peek at her website. www.christicolvin.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421163369550850834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SzvXXK9wKxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oR-kBJZq8pE/s320/hudson2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421163362723263634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SzvXWxh7dJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/JRRbKOtkDaU/s320/hudson1.jpg" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-8059563767185177568?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8059563767185177568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8059563767185177568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8059563767185177568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8059563767185177568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SzvXXK9wKxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oR-kBJZq8pE/s72-c/hudson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-81024159878462769</id><published>2009-11-17T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:44:22.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "almost" done nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmC-PlTLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OEKywdQ5hrQ/s1600/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405205810284678322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmC-PlTLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OEKywdQ5hrQ/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm waiting on a big red H to hang over the glider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmClobmMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZpTKiJ5g9iU/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405205803678013634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmClobmMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZpTKiJ5g9iU/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmCRyAPLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OA75JOm0iDw/s1600/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405205798349454514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmCRyAPLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OA75JOm0iDw/s320/IMG_1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't get a really good picture of this, but, this is the train pic i've been working on.  I may add ribbon in between the canvases.  I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmCEfbqaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FVxxNbNTz1s/s1600/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405205794781899170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmCEfbqaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FVxxNbNTz1s/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmBwwpx6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/lnh8PPl237U/s1600/STA_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405205789485418402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmBwwpx6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/lnh8PPl237U/s320/STA_1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/5129155322754620266-81024159878462769?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/81024159878462769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=81024159878462769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/81024159878462769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/81024159878462769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-done-nursery.html' title='The &quot;almost&quot; done nursery'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwMmC-PlTLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OEKywdQ5hrQ/s72-c/IMG_1418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3215520811785387667</id><published>2009-11-16T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:03:58.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIfcm6qAqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j83eN1mAGvU/s1600/IMG_1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404917079141384866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIfcm6qAqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j83eN1mAGvU/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; 33 weeks 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tonight, my wonderful friends at work gave me a baby shower. First of all, this is baby #2 and I expected NOTHING. It was wonderful! We had a great turn out and received a ton of great things...clothes, diapers, wipes, gift cards and the list goes on.  I am SO BLESSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404917690553347698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIgAMmoLnI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SYRw_Oea4rs/s320/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404917685350550482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIf_5OLy9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/-6bb0V8ih6M/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404917071545561618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIfcKnq8hI/AAAAAAAAAUw/SFj3VsJZFPk/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3215520811785387667?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3215520811785387667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3215520811785387667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3215520811785387667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3215520811785387667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SwIfcm6qAqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j83eN1mAGvU/s72-c/IMG_1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6476540288445344270</id><published>2009-11-11T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:10:33.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More projects</title><content type='html'>Since we moved Lanie Mae into her big girl bed, I had to do some new art for above her bed. So far, this is what I have done. I plan on doing something for the other wall in the next few days. Speaking of big girl, I also have posted one of her 3K Fall school pics (just for you, mama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403048946672705810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Svt8Y_J5oRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Pqbw0TE5RTI/s320/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403048937350192066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Svt8YcbPW8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/AeX_9IRxP0Y/s320/IMG_3931_face0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other project I did last week was painting cork board squares for the nursery. I can't wait to have pics of Baby Hudson to put on them! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403048930614445010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Svt8YDVUA9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2GrFN-ac8kc/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-6476540288445344270?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6476540288445344270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6476540288445344270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6476540288445344270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6476540288445344270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-projects.html' title='More projects'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Svt8Y_J5oRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Pqbw0TE5RTI/s72-c/IMG_1384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-2668539165094941050</id><published>2009-11-02T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:44:53.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>$30 dresser...AFTER</title><content type='html'>REMEMBER THE BEFORE PICS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-KzSW8kDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QduWvXl-Mqw/s1600-h/IMG_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399687091946557490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-KzSW8kDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QduWvXl-Mqw/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-Ky-vKZwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/61rB4x6gNPA/s1600-h/IMG_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399687086679418626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-Ky-vKZwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/61rB4x6gNPA/s320/IMG_1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW, THE AFTER (MINUS THE TOP PULLS-i'm working on those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399687098073159042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-KzpLpFYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/pu_u93Wldw4/s320/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-2668539165094941050?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2668539165094941050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=2668539165094941050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2668539165094941050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2668539165094941050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-dresserafter.html' title='$30 dresser...AFTER'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su-KzSW8kDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QduWvXl-Mqw/s72-c/IMG_1231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-5333178113548871905</id><published>2009-10-31T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:19:01.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots going on w/ the Mortons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;First of all, HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Lanie Mae actually was Tinkerbell at school and then Snow White for Trick or Treating....per her request. She, was so cute and extremely excited! She had her school party where she got the first dose of what was to come on Halloween night. Boy, did that make her even more anxious for Saturday night to get here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoying frankenstein cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398983656799215906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LB-OoISI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Nyw1pJWoiqk/s320/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Snow White (before we bundled her up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398983657738125986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LCBuewqI/AAAAAAAAATY/BTx8vByJNXY/s320/SNOW+WHITE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;After we got home, my sweet husband converted Lanie Mae's toddler bed into a big girl bed so that I could finish working on the baby bed. (o.k., so i nagged a little. but, sometimes, it's necessary) Project for tomorrow...nag him to move the changing table upstairs. The nursery is moving right along. I can't wait til it's finished so that I can post pics! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398983677177326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LDKJJacI/AAAAAAAAATw/3Os7mvgbZno/s320/IMG_1365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;BIG GIRL BED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here are a couple more OCTOBER pics.  I will post more later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LM LOVES Scarecrows for some reason.  She gives our hugs and kisses multiple times a day and has to tell them good morning and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398983671042342834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LCzSc_7I/AAAAAAAAATo/yuVVuYLbQQ8/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baking Cookies with Mommy on a cold rainy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398983665290359538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LCd3EsvI/AAAAAAAAATg/Yhh9gyVJCzM/s320/IMG_1245.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/5129155322754620266-5333178113548871905?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5333178113548871905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=5333178113548871905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5333178113548871905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5333178113548871905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/lots-going-on-w-mortons.html' title='Lots going on w/ the Mortons'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Su0LB-OoISI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Nyw1pJWoiqk/s72-c/IMG_1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-2464621521611914255</id><published>2009-10-30T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:05:50.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Turf Delivery</title><content type='html'>My UAB appointment was today and was very reassuring!  Hudson's left kidney was essentially normal and his right still dilated.  However, the Dr. said that the kidney tissue looked o.k.  So, hopefully there will be at least some function once he gets here.  He will be followed by the urologist shortly after birth and will most likely have a surgical procedure to correct the obstruction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. was so positive and made me feel SO at ease.  He reassured me that there should be no trouble delivering at Shelby.  This is SUCH good news to me.  I love where I work and the people I work with.  I was/ am looking forward to them being my caregivers during this special time! Plus, Neil works across the street from the hospital and we live less than 10 minutes away.  So, needless to say, we are excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for Baby Hudson.  God has been so faithful to us throughout this.  So far, so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  the US tech estimated the weight of the baby to be 4 lb 11 oz!   Um, most 31 weekers are like 3 or a little more lbs.  She said she definitely agreed with the US tech at my OB's office.  He's a CHUNK!  :-)  So, prayers for safe delivery of that little chunk too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-2464621521611914255?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2464621521611914255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=2464621521611914255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2464621521611914255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2464621521611914255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/home-turf-delivery.html' title='Home Turf Delivery'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8473808305601485895</id><published>2009-10-26T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:14:08.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and...growing baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a routine OB appt this morning with and ultrasound. Baby Hudson measured in the 85th percentile. He is, according to the US tech, "a chunk!". He measured on average 32.5 weeks. Um, I'm not even 31. His head measured 33 weeks 2 days, I'm 30 weeks and 5 days. Yikes! I know that ultrasounds can be quite subjective. But, wow! However, I was SO reassured to see that he is growing the way he should. My fluid level is still normal. His affected kidney was slightly less dilated than my last ultrasound...which is also reassuring. Lastly, he's head down! Praise the lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have an appt at UAB on Friday. At that appt, they will do a targeted ultrasound and will make sure EVERYTHING still looks stable. The urologist appt will be made following our UAB appt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8473808305601485895?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8473808305601485895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8473808305601485895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8473808305601485895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8473808305601485895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/andgrowing-baby.html' title='and...growing baby!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-347892879888179064</id><published>2009-10-23T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:42:48.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing belly, growing projects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Today I worked on transforming the $30 dresser I got from the thrift store into a changing table. I'm about 5 hours into the project and I am thinking..."what was I thinking". But, hopefully it will be worth it in the end. I was super excited to find the missing doors &amp;amp; trim in one of the drawers that I had not opened. Now, I don't have to build shelves to go into the blank spaces. Also, I can return the trim I bought to replace the old...YAY $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here are a couple of before pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395990132145455810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuJob54LAsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Y5zCTM926jo/s320/IMG_1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395990139753412946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuJocWODOVI/AAAAAAAAATA/ow4R-2fwjQI/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And a picture of me at 30 weeks 2 days (and 5 hours into a DIY project!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395990144315003154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuJocnNnkRI/AAAAAAAAATI/Q5fMVayHt1g/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-347892879888179064?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/347892879888179064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=347892879888179064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/347892879888179064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/347892879888179064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/growing-belly-growing-projects.html' title='Growing belly, growing projects...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuJob54LAsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Y5zCTM926jo/s72-c/IMG_1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4386339848062549715</id><published>2009-10-22T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:22:51.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been neglecting to post things about my sweet baby girl. She is ecstatic about becoming a big sister. I think she gets it, at least a little. She calls him "Hudson Ronald" instead of Hudson...i guess b/c she is Lanie Mae. She has been so excited to see his room come together. I think that has helped get a more concrete idea that a baby is coming and it's coming to STAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the beginning of this month, my parents, sister's family, and our family went to Babyland General Hospital in Cleveland, Georgia and then spent a couple of days in Helen. We had so much fun. My Daddy is all about tradition and memories. So, it was only fitting that the we go to Helen (one of the only places we vacationed as a child) and to Babyland General Hospital (where we went when we were like 7 or 8 yrs old). We had so much fun! Babyland General (where Cabbage Patch Kids come from) was still hoppin. I couldn't believe it. They are even building a new, really nice, facility. It was Octoberfest in Helen. So, it was super crowded. But, still fun! Most of all, spending uninterrupted time with family made the trip extra special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395427828569674018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpBh0nESI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PMwCYwumWEA/s320/IMG_1188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lanie Mae was overwhelmed at all of the baby dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395427852575509762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpC7QDDQI/AAAAAAAAASw/uv_efmExGjA/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They were both in awe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395427834434526274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpB3q5nEI/AAAAAAAAASY/lbNQfcX3dw8/s320/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pappy giving LM a better view of the nursery &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395427840253958002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpCNWXF3I/AAAAAAAAASg/r7CS7ewAIW4/s320/IMG_1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395427843561537842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpCZq8wTI/AAAAAAAAASo/Ug-c11POCG4/s320/IMG_1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mae Mae and Cha Chas with there babies...Sara Colors and Lucy Rainbow (they named them themselves)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4386339848062549715?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4386339848062549715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4386339848062549715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4386339848062549715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4386339848062549715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-fun.html' title='October Fun'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SuBpBh0nESI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PMwCYwumWEA/s72-c/IMG_1188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-976347222108333990</id><published>2009-10-17T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:02:34.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the name is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Stpn6wUrvFI/AAAAAAAAASE/RszTx-zyYd4/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393737762831318098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Stpn6wUrvFI/AAAAAAAAASE/RszTx-zyYd4/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hudson Ronald Morton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Little Man's middle name is after Neil's Daddy, Ronnie. We told him last night on his 63rd Birthday that his Grandson would have his name. His reaction was priceless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-976347222108333990?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/976347222108333990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=976347222108333990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/976347222108333990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/976347222108333990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-name-is.html' title='And the name is...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Stpn6wUrvFI/AAAAAAAAASE/RszTx-zyYd4/s72-c/IMG_1214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1049470392386566260</id><published>2009-10-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:46:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My morning project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning, I painted the art for the baby's room (well, some of it). Here it is...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391786711971461682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/StN5cpe6-jI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LyrVvD6a1lQ/s320/BABY+ROOM+PAINTING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1049470392386566260?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1049470392386566260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1049470392386566260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1049470392386566260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1049470392386566260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-morning-project.html' title='My morning project'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/StN5cpe6-jI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LyrVvD6a1lQ/s72-c/BABY+ROOM+PAINTING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-5145639191647800746</id><published>2009-10-09T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:43:39.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stability</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had an OB appointment this morning. The amniotic fluid was still normal. Praise God! His right kidney remains dilated. The left is still only slightly dilated. The bladder is pretty much normal...which decreases the likelihood that it is the original diagnosis of posterior urethral valves. So, we wait. We have another US in 2 weeks w/ my regular OB and then a week later with UAB. After that, we will see the pediatric urologist again. From there, it will be officially decided where I will deliver this baby! So, prayers that everything remains stable, and that the urologist feels like delivery at my previously planned hospital will be acceptable/ safe. Also, the baby is breech right now...which is not uncommon for 28 weeks. But, I am also praying that he scoots his little bottom where it needs to be in the weeks to come. All i need is to have a c-section! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the subject of names...we are about 99% decided on a name. We aren't going to tell anyone for now. Probably in a couple of weeks so that we can say with confidence "his name is..." That way, hopefully some of the unwanted opinions will be avoided. I know, some people will say things no matter what! But, if you say this is it vs. we are thinking about..., we're thinking it will help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-5145639191647800746?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5145639191647800746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=5145639191647800746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5145639191647800746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5145639191647800746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/stability.html' title='Stability'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1788951924147443278</id><published>2009-09-30T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:39:11.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feeling a little stressed that I have only 13 weeks to get Baby Boy's room ready and all of my Christmas Shopping done. 13 weeks sounds like it's a long time....but, my goodness it's already been 27.  Gotta get busy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387470457585510802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SsQj1k5LqZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qVIYqYt_Odw/s320/IMG_1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387470450050289746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SsQj1I0pUFI/AAAAAAAAARs/jt5wdOE9r7Q/s320/27+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;We are still having a hard time deciding on a name.  I've given Neil like 50 to choose from, he's given me like 4...none of which we BOTH like.  Oh well, maybe soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1788951924147443278?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1788951924147443278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1788951924147443278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1788951924147443278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1788951924147443278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/27-weeks.html' title='27 weeks!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SsQj1k5LqZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qVIYqYt_Odw/s72-c/IMG_1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1791484437421883900</id><published>2009-09-28T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:15:24.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in suspected diagnosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We had our targeted ultrasound today at UAB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Both the ultrasound tech and the OB did a head to toe scan of little boy Morton and everything looked o.k. The right kidney was still dilated (hydronephrosis), but, the left was only slightly dilated.  The bladder appeared empty.  The past 2 US have shown a large/full bladder.  The OB said that we could have just caught him at a "full state" on the others.  But, today, it looked fine.   With this change, the OB said that she suspects an obstruction of the ureter (between the bladder and the kidney), which is causing urine to back up into the kidney.  This is called a UPJ (ureteropelvic junction) obstruction.  She said that with the left kidney being only mildly dilated, it is most likely because it is in an overcompensating hypertrophic (large) state b/c it's working extra hard for the right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, what does this change mean?  I really don't know.  I read that UPJ obstruction is the most common type of obstruction of the urinary tract.  The OB kept saying, "this is not an emergency."  She also said, "don't worry, he can live a perfectly normal life with one kidney."  UM, THANKS, WHEW, I GUESS??  I didn't get much reassurance from that statement.  Of course, I know things could be worse.  But, the thought of my baby losing a kidney within the first couple of years of life makes me sad. I know he can live with one.  But, what if he wants to play football one day and he gets a knee to the other kidney??  As much as I see, I honestly feel ridiculous and almost selfish for being upset about this.  I know things are going to be o.k.  But, I will continue to pray for a miracle and that everything turns out normal.  I know that God will not give us more than we can handle.  I guess anyone who is a parent can understand that feeling of wanting things to be normal.  I don't even like when LM has a fever for pete's sake!  I know that I will be o.k. with whatever happens.  "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." (Phil 4:13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;She said that we will be followed with routine prenatal care and will follow up with her and have another targeted US at 32 weeks.  After that, we will meet with the pediatric urologist once more to discuss an updated plan.  She said she feels like we could deliver at Shelby.  However, she said this would ultimately be up to the urologist.  She said that most people deliver at full term and vaginally with this prenatal diagnosis. So, I will hope I fall into the "most" category.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, I guess you could say I was slightly encouraged by this visit.  There were a few inconsistencies from the previous ultrasounds.  But, I am going to chalk that up to more high tech equipment, and experienced staff.  The baby measured about 2 1/2 lbs.  He was playing with his little feet during the ultrasound (so sweet!)  The amniotic fluid was completely normal.  We could see the 4 chamber heart pumping away!  We saw his little brain and brain stem.  With each ultrasound, I am amazed at how God forms this incredible baby inside of me.  One good thing about this is that I have been able to see him grow from a little butter bean to a 2 1/2 lb baby boy who wiggles and waves!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;My prayer is for me to truly accept that God is in control and that I won't know anything for sure until the baby gets here.  I will continue to pray that if it's God's will that this problem corrects itself in utero.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'll keep posting as i know things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1791484437421883900?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1791484437421883900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1791484437421883900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1791484437421883900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1791484437421883900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-in-suspected-diagnosis.html' title='Change in suspected diagnosis'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8166589055771774829</id><published>2009-09-26T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:57:05.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News and Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Friday morning we went to my regular OB (who, i think is wonderful!). They did an US of little man &amp;amp; he was surrounded by 18 cm of amniotic fluid! (normal is about 6-20). So, I felt relief for the first time in 4 weeks. So, this means, stability for now. No 26 week delivery or fetal intervention for now. We will go back in 2 weeks. But, in the meantime, I will see the UAB doctors on Monday for my targeted ultrasound. So, my new prayer is that the targeted ultrasound will reveal a less severe situation than previously thought. Ultrasounds are somewhat subjective diagnostic tests...so, maybe with a more specific test the increased accuracy will give us good news. Even though my prayer is specific, I always begin and end with "if it's your will". Oh, and the glucose results will not be back until Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Friday afternoon, we laid Neil's Grandmother to rest. Neil and his brothers did an incredible job honoring his Grandmother. We laughed, cried and praised the Lord. It was a very emotional day. But, I feel sure that Maw Maw Morton was thrilled to see such a sweet sight (her 5 boys surrounded by friends and family, her 3 best friends on the front row in honor of their friendship, her new bodily resting place right beside the love of her life that has been gone from her for almost 30 years)...To hear her precious boys talk about what a wonderful influence she had on their lives. I'm FOR SURE she was happy to hear laughter. She would not want people to cry for her. So, to honor her once more, I will tell her favorite joke. "have you heard about the haunted hankerchief?..........................it had a booger in it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm looking forward to another week. I'm hopeful it will be a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8166589055771774829?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8166589055771774829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8166589055771774829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8166589055771774829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8166589055771774829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-and-honor.html' title='Good News and Honor'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3823062249215441306</id><published>2009-09-24T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:44:33.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, what a week!</title><content type='html'>Well, we had our appointment at UAB Maternal Fetal Medicine.  Once again, I was hoping for answers.  No such luck.  Apparently I needed a targeted (more specific) ultrasound before seeing this particular group of OB's.  Well, that wasn't done.  Therefore, I am scheduled for a targeted ultrasound on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After leaving the appointment, feeling both frustrated and anxious, we found out they had called in the family for Neil's Grandmother.  Maw Maw had been in Hospice care for a couple of months.  However, she was doing pretty well.  She became confused Tuesday morning and was unresponsive by 10 a.m.  She passed away at 7:30 p.m. with all of her family gathered at her house.  We were so glad that God spared her from going days on end in this condition.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     She was such a wonderfully unique lady.  She was sophisticated and genuine.  She was independent and loving.  Her favorite thing in the world was to GIVE!!!  She will be missed by all of us, especially by her "BOYS" (Alex, Neil, Joel, Casey and, of course, Ronnie).  Her funeral is tomorrow and Neil is speaking, per Maw Maw's request.  She wrote him a letter several months back and asked him to do this.  She didn't want him to tell anyone.  So, he didn't.  Not even me.  She told Neil's step-mom it was b/c he was "right with the man upstairs".  Neil is honored, but, this will be very difficult for him.  So, if you read this, please say a prayer for him.  He loved his Maw Maw SO much and I can't imagine the emotions that he will have as he tries to speak of this love and of God's love for this wonderful lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Lastly, I have a doctor's appt in the morning.  I am supposed to have an US and my glucose test.  I am hoping that my amniotic fluid is stable and my glucose is normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope everyone has a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE TO MAW MAW MORTON.  Heaven is a better place as of 7:30 p.m. Tuesday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3823062249215441306?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3823062249215441306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3823062249215441306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3823062249215441306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3823062249215441306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-what-week.html' title='Wow, what a week!'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-923335595172586158</id><published>2009-09-14T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:03:21.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;We have an appointment with the High Risk OB's at UAB next week. I feel very at peace with this decision. Meanwhile, little man is moving like crazy!! He is super active which makes me feel super reassured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-923335595172586158?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/923335595172586158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=923335595172586158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/923335595172586158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/923335595172586158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/uab.html' title='UAB'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6248170982321347521</id><published>2009-09-12T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T06:31:49.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 weeks and a generous ultrasound tech</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The ultrasound did a few 4d pics for us with our last ultrasound. This is my favorite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380572473869250482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SquiKFE4r7I/AAAAAAAAARc/dRGtTBMFqGo/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Same picture, just a little closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380572478003116818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SquiKUeeexI/AAAAAAAAARk/EOzoVBUKDxM/s320/IMG_1172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-6248170982321347521?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6248170982321347521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6248170982321347521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6248170982321347521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6248170982321347521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-weeks-and-generous-ultrasound-tech.html' title='22 weeks and a generous ultrasound tech'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SquiKFE4r7I/AAAAAAAAARc/dRGtTBMFqGo/s72-c/IMG_1170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8243910474148736324</id><published>2009-09-11T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:45:52.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More uncertainty, but, hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, unfortunately, we don't know a whole lot more than we did before we went to our appt. The specialist sort of explained the potential diagnoses to us. However, he said that there can't be a definitive diagnosis until after the baby is delivered. There were 3 diagnoses that he mentioned (one that was pretty bad, one that was pretty benign, and one that was very rare and he said he didn't suspect by our history).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that the baby would need testing immediately to finalize the diagnosis so that they would know what they are dealing with. This testing would need to be done somewhere where he has priveleges. Shelby is not one of those places. He recommended that I see a high risk OB. SO, that means that I have to go to change OB's and hospitals. It's not ideal, but, we'll do what we have to do. It's between Brookwood and UAB. I am going to let my current OB help me make the decision on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he said that the biggest indicator of health at this point is the amount of amniotic fluid. If it remains stable, we can go to full term. If it remains stable for the next 6 weeks, we can be out of the window of needing a procedure in utero (to drain the bladder). If it drops after that, they would just give me steroids to help with lung development and go ahead and deliver the baby. Worst case scenario, the fluid level drops in the next couple of weeks, they would consider placing a shunt into the baby's bladder to create fluid (which will help with lung development).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers! Please keep them coming. I was hoping for more answers today, but, I didn't get a whole lot. But, it is reassuring that there is a possibility that it is not as bad as it seemed originally. Even though there is potential for the bad diagnosis, there is hope for a milder one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8243910474148736324?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8243910474148736324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8243910474148736324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8243910474148736324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8243910474148736324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-uncertainty-but-hope.html' title='More uncertainty, but, hope...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6147174243786537946</id><published>2009-09-10T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:21:54.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts...</title><content type='html'>Well, over the past week and a half we have had several "firsts"...&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;We purchased our first official Alabama Cheerleading Uniform. Lanie Mae wanted to wear the thing out of the store...she was so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379944852434797874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlnVtCRRTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jyuuCulYsXw/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanie Mae had her first day of Mother's Day Out/3K yesterday. She did great! She, once again, had sopping wet hair (from sweat) and dirty clothes. (the girl sweats like there is no tomorrow and plays hard). But, that is a sign that she had fun...hair dries and they have great stain products these days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night at dinner she told me she read a new book called "I Love Me" (the teacher had told us that this is one of the books of the month). I should've known that would be one of the things that Lanie Mae remembered most (she's a book worm). Then, this morning, she drew a straight line and said "Mama, look, I made a 1". There are so many reasons I love that LM goes to preschool. But, her learning so much is the most rewarding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379947917478167026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlqIHNjgfI/AAAAAAAAARM/KPwWkGbjdtY/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, Lanie Mae started her Dance Class today! She kept saying she was going to the "Dancin' Cital" (dance recital). We went to her cousin's dance recital a few months back and boy has she remembered that! But, she told me that when she got there today she was going to be on stage with her friends. I had to explain that she was just going to class today. She finally got it once she got there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Practicing before we left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379944877184444882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlnXJPC6dI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/iYbi7rh9zV8/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as she sat down with the other girls, she spotted the mirror.  She got up and did every dance move she knew while looking into the mirror.  (she did this multiple times during the class and had to her sweet teacher would say "that's so good!  now, sit down and I will call your name for you to have another turn in a minute".  I wish I had my video camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379949737764203074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlryETkKkI/AAAAAAAAARU/f6CV3H9Qy7E/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She volunteered to be first in the "dance across the room". &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379944874597565458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlnW_mSRBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Qd_xjqEj1bc/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was super cute!  They all did the choo choo around the room.  As you can see, Lanie Mae is one of the smallest in the class.  She has one girl who is younger than her.  The rest are 3 1/2-4.  But, I was pleased at how well she did.  She cried when we left...which, to me, is a good sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379944886298057522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlnXrL5mzI/AAAAAAAAARE/nKQcGXHjaps/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...for the first time in my life, I am truly feeling the peace that comes from prayer.  I am praying, my family is praying, and my wonderful friends are praying for my sweet baby boy.  Last week was terrible.  I literally cried everyday.  And, for some reason, I am like a new woman this week.  The worry is there, but, not like it was last week.  I am giving God the glory for this!  We have our appointment tomorrow with the pediatric urologist.  So, please continue to pray.  It's working, I KNOW!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-6147174243786537946?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6147174243786537946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6147174243786537946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6147174243786537946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6147174243786537946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/firsts.html' title='Firsts...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqlnVtCRRTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jyuuCulYsXw/s72-c/IMG_1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4057105174102080726</id><published>2009-09-03T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:26:50.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's trials and tribulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is in control of every situation. He has his big, strong, powerful &amp;amp; mighty hand holding mine. I should trust him in my trials. I shouldn't worry. Everything is going to be o.k. He comforts me. He cares for me and my family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are a few of my thoughts at this moment. Last Friday we found out that Little Boy Morton has some sort of urinary blockage. The problem that was first noticed at our 18 week ultrasound is still there and is even more apparent. My prayer was not answered in this circumstance (i prayed that on the 1st ultrasound, we just caught him at a "full" moment). This was unfortunately not the case. We were referred to a pediatric urologist at Children's/UAB with a preliminary/suspected diagnosis of Posterior Urethral Valves. My OB made it sound pretty benign. However, he called the neonatologist to ask a few questions as well as confirm who to send us to and when. The neonatologist told him that the little one would need surgery pretty soon after birth and would have either a catheter or a abdominal wall stint like thing pretty much immediately. As far as prenatal management, I will have serial ultrasounds monitoring my amniotic fluid level...which, at this time, is normal. This means that he is tee teeing some (which is good). If the fluid level decreases, it means that his kidneys are starting to be affected by this congenital defect. If that happens, we have to have a plan. For some people this is fetal surgery, other times it's delivery- It depends on the gestational age at the time. It looks like his bladder is pretty much always full which causes urine to back up into the ureters and kidneys. That's where the kidney damage comes from.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, now we wait...We have our pediatric urologist appointment on Friday, September 11. (which I found out today is not with the original Dr. I was referred to-this is where I have to trust that God's hand is in this). I have been extremely anxious about the whole thing. I have read so that I will be educated on questions to ask the MD. Well, in that reading, I have, of course, read some pretty disturbing things. One thing that is a common thread is that this happens to only boys and it happens in 1/8000 births. 1/3 of these kids end up with end stage kidney disease b/c of the kidney damage. I have read multiple stories of kidney removal/ transplant related to this problem. Needless to say, I'm ready to talk to the specialist. I have met a girl through a friend from church whose son had the same problem. They underwent fetal surgery at 24 weeks and kidney removal at age 2. But, she says now, a kindergartener, is doing fine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of my worries, which to some may seem petty, are will I be able to deliver at the hospital where I have been receiving care? (which is where I also work), WILL MY BABY BE ABLE TO BE WITH ME IN THE HOSPITAL OR WILL HE BE IN NICU?, Will I be able to nurse my baby, will he have to have that awful abdominal wall stint thing?, is he hurting inside me with his bladder being constantly distended?, will he be one of the ones that has to undergo kidney removal or transplant?, will I make it to full term?, will he have to have fetal surgery?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are just to name a few. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that he could have a much worse problem. I know that I shouldn't read internet articles (which i have read mostly medical journal articles), I know that there is nothing I can do about it at this time. This is what I have heard from people (mostly family members). I know these things. But, how can I not worry? What I need is PRAYER, LOTS OF PRAYER. Prayer for this sweet little innocent baby boy, Prayer for this weak and weary mama who can't help but think of all of the possibilities, prayer for Lanie Mae who will, no doubt, be affected in some way by this. She has already seen me crying and doesn't understand why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377355329820816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqA0LpkF85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/gqEMWt_HOqQ/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a picture of me at 22 weeks/ 3 days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4057105174102080726?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4057105174102080726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4057105174102080726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4057105174102080726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4057105174102080726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-trials-and-tribulations.html' title='Life&apos;s trials and tribulations'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SqA0LpkF85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/gqEMWt_HOqQ/s72-c/IMG_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-202981272334503416</id><published>2009-08-17T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:17:04.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect little pearly whites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lanie Mae went to the dentist for the first time this morning. We have been talking about it for a week or so. At first, she wasn't too excited about it. But, the more we talked about it, she became o.k. with the idea. I told her they would count and tickle her teeth. I told her they may even give her a prize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, we woke up this morning and who is a nervous wreck?? NO, not Mae Mae, ME. She's actually excited about going. We get there and I have sweaty palms (all the while trying to act like I am as cool as a cucumber). Lanie Mae is a little stand-offish. So, I'm thinking, "this is going to be disasterous". Well, a few minutes later, the hygienist calls us back and Lanie Mae walks with her like a big girl and talks to her all the way back to the exam room. She did GREAT! She acted like it was no big deal at all. She chuckled while Ms. Christy polished her teeth. She opened wide for Dr. Mike. I couldn't have asked for a better experience. I was a dorky Mom &amp;amp; took pictures the whole time. I actually teared up out of pride (i know, i'm a dork!) But, I was so excited to see her do so well. The dentist said she has "textbook teeth". So, I couldn't be any happier! Oh, and to top it off... I told LM she could get a prize at the store. She chose a 3 cent piece of bubble gum (that's my girl! no $10 doll for her...it's the simple things in life!) Here are a few pics...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151497170536338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop1D-oR5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/8aE7u47vt0I/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151505078655106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop1hcEmII/AAAAAAAAAP8/MdnJzug4FLE/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151516584373938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop2MTP7rI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cgzYjkTGARg/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151534409211138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop3OtBXQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/93bsGeYXltY/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151523759867330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop2nCBRcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/B5OkzsNs_EA/s320/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5129155322754620266-202981272334503416?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/202981272334503416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=202981272334503416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/202981272334503416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/202981272334503416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfect-little-pearly-whites.html' title='Perfect little pearly whites...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Soop1D-oR5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/8aE7u47vt0I/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4390356566849014619</id><published>2009-08-16T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:03:56.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing large with the unnamed Morton boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well, I am slowly growing out of all of my regular clothes. Maternity pants are still a little big. And, to be honest, I haven't found any that are very flattering. Even my jeans from my last pregnancy are not flattering AT ALL. So, I'm still hanging on to my favorite regular jeans...but, I have broken 2 rubber bands in the process....maybe it's time to give it up :) I am loving all of the knit dresses. They have been a lifesaver. O.k., so this is a boring topic, i know. But, if you have any suggestions on flattering maternity jeans, let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The name game is going NOWHERE! Neil is not into talking about it...it's all I want to talk about. We waited and names Lanie Mae on the day she was born. Can I tell you how boring and not fun that was?? So, I am really ready for this little man to have a name. I love the names Tate and Sawyer...Neil says no. He likes the name Davey...I say no. There are a couple of "hmm...that's o.k." names, but, none that really stick out. I think the name opinions are deterring Neil from talking about it. I say, let's say "this is the name- period". That way, people are less likely to share opinions. Well, if anyone has any cute boy names, please feel free to pass them along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370654658205553186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sohl9OmjkiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/72aQbUyJFc4/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;20 weeks 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4390356566849014619?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4390356566849014619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4390356566849014619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4390356566849014619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4390356566849014619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing-large-with-unnamed-morton-boy.html' title='Growing large with the unnamed Morton boy'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sohl9OmjkiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/72aQbUyJFc4/s72-c/IMG_1050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6118918098996106786</id><published>2009-08-09T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:21:02.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just ordered my BOY diaper bag. I love it. Can't wait to use it. I have been in a funk today and it's amazing how a little shopping always helps. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368046096742277986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sn8he94-42I/AAAAAAAAAPk/oQHbZCrC37U/s320/diaper+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-6118918098996106786?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6118918098996106786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6118918098996106786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6118918098996106786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6118918098996106786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/diaper-bag.html' title='Diaper Bag'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sn8he94-42I/AAAAAAAAAPk/oQHbZCrC37U/s72-c/diaper+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-7086330333311489383</id><published>2009-08-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:59:33.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedding for Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I picked out the bedding for Baby Boy Morton's nursery (no, no names yet). Just thought I would share. It won't even be shipped until mid October. So, can't do alot until then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366710807075221954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnpjC4P38cI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LnlLxohzYUo/s320/SH-CSMDOT_Alt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366710800835663394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnpjChAP1iI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TyZiVMpbga4/s320/SH-CSMDOT_Alt2.jpg" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-7086330333311489383?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7086330333311489383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=7086330333311489383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/7086330333311489383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/7086330333311489383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/bedding-for-baby-boy.html' title='Bedding for Baby Boy'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnpjC4P38cI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LnlLxohzYUo/s72-c/SH-CSMDOT_Alt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6121214302979384143</id><published>2009-08-02T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:00:00.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, on Friday we found out we are going to have a sweet baby BOY! We are super excited! The ultrasound was great. I had to take pictures of the pictures, so they aren't great. But, who knows what they are looking at w/ an ultrasound anyway. The sonographer even did a few 4D images for us. They were pretty neat. However, I don't know if I would ever pay for a 4D US. It looked a little bizarre. But, that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The baby is healthy. However, he does have a little hydronephrosis and pelvic dilation. Which means, in my Dr's words, "he needs to pee". I got the news after Neil had gone back to work. So, even though it's fairly common and not life threatening, I was upset. I just expected a 100% healthy little one, and that may not be the case. I will have another Ultrasound in 4 weeks (which is a bonus) to see if the issue has resolved or improved. If so, we will just continue to monitor for growth &amp;amp; amniotic fluid. If it gets worse, I will have to go to UAB for a targeted ultrasound to find out the cause of the hydronephrosis. Most commonly, it's some sort of blockage. It's fairly common for little boys to have issues like this. As a matter of fact, as I have read up on it, it accounts for 50% of abnomalities found on 18-20 week ultrasounds. If it doesn't correct or improve, he may need a procedure once he's born to fix the underlying problem. We see this a good bit with our well babies at work. They are, for the most part, completely normal. They just get worked up w/ a renal US and such shortly after birth to make sure things are functioning properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, if you don't mind, please pray that little BOY Morton will have his bladder nice and empty on August 28. And, my goodness, they could have found things MUCH worse than this. But, it still causes a little anxiety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, on the day of our US I was excited. But, a little deflated after I heard the news. I prayed for the baby and for peace. I also prayed for God to help me to put things in perspective. I worked Friday night and by Saturday afternoon, I was even more excited than I was when I heard "It's a BOY" for the first time. I can't wait to buy some things for the little guy! Lanie Mae is very excited about having a little BROTHER. She will be the best big sister!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The thing with the arrow pointing to it is the thing that makes him a boy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365457320250634418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnXvAV8O8LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_OIymEbO468/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;His profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365457317408214562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnXvALWjDiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/j5xpZ1QxS1M/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;18 weeks 4 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365457326577699426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnXvAtguSmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ppTmP64_UFY/s320/IMG_1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-6121214302979384143?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6121214302979384143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6121214302979384143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6121214302979384143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6121214302979384143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its.html' title='It&apos;s a.....'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnXvAV8O8LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_OIymEbO468/s72-c/IMG_1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1044010772699659605</id><published>2009-07-30T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:01:20.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiously Awaiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, tomorrow morning is our big anatomy ultrasound day. I am excited to see the sex of our baby (if leg position permits). But, also, I am prayerful that everything looks normal. It seems like I have read more and more about perinatal complications and death. And, quite frankly, I work around it and see it in person. So, needless to say, I am a basketcase this pregnancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I feel great! I am feeling the little one move around, which is one of the things I missed most about being pregnant. And, am so excited about the entire experience. If you read this, please say a prayer for normal results tomorrow. I can truly say that a healthy baby is all that matters. With that said...people have asked, "Do you have a feeling on what you are having?" Up until a couple of weeks ago, I felt like I was having a girl. Now, not so sure. After the ultrasound, I will elaborate more on that :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;On another note...we spent last week at the beach with Neil's family. We had 25 people total at Seagrove Beach with us. 15 in our house alone! It was great! We ate ALOT and had LOTS of fun! The night after we got there, LM had diarreah (one episode). So, we thought, hmmm, something she ate. Two nights later...the big V. YUCK. Nothing like staying up all night at the beach with your 3 year old puking. Bless her little heart. Two nights later, D again. Then, cough, congestion, low grade fever, and just a terrible feeling and acting little girl. We adjusted. Neil was incredible. He volunteered to spend time at the house during nap time and fussy time. I can't say enough how wonderful he was and in turn how he made our trip (which could have turned disasterous) just as wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Here are a few pics from the beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanie Mae who was extremely cautious around the water.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364344655497081922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH7CuurNEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/h-othHt9nu0/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Enjoying popscicles with the cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342971256376658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH5gscZjVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/hTicDSxIMtE/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My handsome husband and me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342967855342162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH5gfxh4lI/AAAAAAAAAOk/239iofgoQuY/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lanie Mae and her daddy (look at how clear the ocean is!!!) It was awesome!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342955864960258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH5fzGzLQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7bDdau6_oDk/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And...me at 17 weeks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342960787635794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH5gFcdPlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kFucdYjXWbE/s320/17+weeks+2.jpg" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-1044010772699659605?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1044010772699659605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1044010772699659605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1044010772699659605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1044010772699659605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/anxiously-awaiting.html' title='Anxiously Awaiting...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SnH7CuurNEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/h-othHt9nu0/s72-c/IMG_0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-5071546205433362171</id><published>2009-07-26T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:34:46.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my sunshine</title><content type='html'>Here is a video I thought I would share.  I will post on the beach in the next day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec6ad81e20d1f6c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec6ad81e20d1f6c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329922274%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEF75ECF0B733C59C1CA6AA388C17E1FA66E61AC.120039D5B02CC4A7263F338553A8CB6192D79343%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec6ad81e20d1f6c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnIinyleKTgyo7IxvoYwjmyULz5k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec6ad81e20d1f6c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329922274%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEF75ECF0B733C59C1CA6AA388C17E1FA66E61AC.120039D5B02CC4A7263F338553A8CB6192D79343%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec6ad81e20d1f6c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnIinyleKTgyo7IxvoYwjmyULz5k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-5071546205433362171?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ec6ad81e20d1f6c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5071546205433362171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=5071546205433362171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5071546205433362171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5071546205433362171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You are my sunshine'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6243138976480753562</id><published>2009-07-15T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:20:56.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG time no post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;I figure I better get my blog up and running again w/ baby #2 on the way. I've been getting inspired by all of you faithful bloggers and to be honest...i'm feelin a little guilty for my negligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, what's new with the Morton clan? Hmm, let's see... I'm 16 weeks pregnant with baby #2. We have our anatomy US on July 31. And, YES, we are absolutely gonna find out what it is. I can't imagine not finding out! Lanie Mae is very excited about becoming a big sister. She doesn't get it 100% yet. But, boy, will she get it when the baby gets here. She will be almost 3 1/2 when the baby arrives. I really do feel like she will be a great big sister. Her favorite pastime is playing babydolls and she is so nurturing. So, after the initial shock (a.k.a. WORLD ROCKIN'), I feel like she will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We leave Saturday for a week (a full 7 DAYS!) at the beach. We go every year with Neil's family. But, we didn't go last year and have NEVER been able go for the entire week. We are both ecstatic! The packing stresses me a little. But, it will be worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, I'm not gonna promise that I will be the best blogger. But, I do promise to post more than once every six months :-) Have a great week next week. I'll talk to you guys when we return to reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358763711835507026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sl4nNDc1iVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hHg6WzW0BU8/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also now have a camper. So, from time to time, I may post some camping pics. This is from Peavine Falls at Oak Mountain State Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358768757570586002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/Sl4rywR0xZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0KNnBCXGJF4/s320/3407387523_cf89b59a5d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lanie Mae (Easter 2009)&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/5129155322754620266-6243138976480753562?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6243138976480753562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6243138976480753562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3465504535250727791</id><published>2008-11-03T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:37:13.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a little video crazy--#1 of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-27d86d45b09cdb7e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3465504535250727791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3465504535250727791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3465504535250727791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3465504535250727791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-little-video-crazy-1-of-many.html' title='I got a little video crazy--#1 of many'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8771700933135728805</id><published>2008-11-02T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:49:44.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first real Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well, Halloween '08 was a hit. Lanie Mae had the best time. We made it to 5 or 6 houses and then, all Lanie Mae wanted to do was go home and eat candy. She did very well in the short trick or treating period. She said "trick or treat" and "thank you" just like a big girl.&lt;br /&gt;The first "candy" she chose to eat out of her pumpkin was a popcorn ball of all things. Boy, was she disappointed. She quickly moved on to a lollipop, then a butterfinger, then another lollipop. (she only licked the lollipops a couple of times ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now fighting over meal vs. candy with every meal! We may just have a candy bandit stop by if it continues. Lastly, we can thank Halloween for Lanie Mae's newest word..."cary". In adult words, SCARY. A few of our trick or treaters were way different than Tinkerbell. She is still pointing at the door saying "that boy was cary". Bless her little heart. Maybe she won't start having monsters under her bed or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Costume #1 (for school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264285997070428610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6AORNyKcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9_RU_4cf50Y/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We practiced at our house before we ventured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286005685663650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6AOxT0N6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/jbcHS9BNEpk/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Off we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286001151192226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6AOgatrKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ed8P99rWQlA/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Right after one more picture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286003297472290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6AOoabTyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/MVVz2ZjbbeA/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thank goodness for the wagon. Too bad, for Neil, we live at the bottom of Mt. Rushmore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286017002772386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6APbeBl6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/rYHveMVatkc/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am posting more pictures on our family site &lt;a href="http://www.themortonfamily.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://www.themortonfamily.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8771700933135728805?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8771700933135728805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8771700933135728805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8771700933135728805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8771700933135728805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-halloween-08-was-hit.html' title='Our first real Halloween'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SQ6AORNyKcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9_RU_4cf50Y/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4227998893489841753</id><published>2008-10-19T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:55:34.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody loves a Scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvk1IK2BlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KECVR09sLJg/s1600-h/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259048591262352978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvk1IK2BlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KECVR09sLJg/s320/161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanie Mae and her new best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkOsiBnkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ihwajupl2mM/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259047931008360002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkOsiBnkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ihwajupl2mM/s400/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was attempting to take a few pictures on our porch with a pretty fall background.......but, Lanie Mae has developed a special relationship with the scarecrow. She hugs her and tells her "I love you Cwarecrow" (this is how she pronounces it--so cute) So, when I wanted the scarecrow to be in the background, Lanie Mae protested, and insisted that she hold her hand, hug her, or put her arm around her. Here are a few&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkNZGDUcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NJ55pNilWZA/s1600-h/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259047908610888130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkNZGDUcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NJ55pNilWZA/s400/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkOAsyRKI/AAAAAAAAAME/azmRUzu0hQM/s1600-h/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259047919242331298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvkOAsyRKI/AAAAAAAAAME/azmRUzu0hQM/s400/172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4227998893489841753?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4227998893489841753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4227998893489841753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4227998893489841753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4227998893489841753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/everybody-loves-scarecrow.html' title='Everybody loves a Scarecrow'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPvk1IK2BlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KECVR09sLJg/s72-c/161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-771321603552518948</id><published>2008-10-16T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:46:43.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ9nPhtrI/AAAAAAAAALU/xlnRpE-Ehog/s1600-h/Lanie+Mae+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840373763520178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ9nPhtrI/AAAAAAAAALU/xlnRpE-Ehog/s400/Lanie+Mae+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-DL4_JI/AAAAAAAAALc/eRoyxVKxNHU/s1600-h/Lanie+Mae+8+t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840381264460946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-DL4_JI/AAAAAAAAALc/eRoyxVKxNHU/s400/Lanie+Mae+8+t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-hIcE-I/AAAAAAAAALk/OfxtDlSfALY/s1600-h/Lanie+Mae+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840389303047138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-hIcE-I/AAAAAAAAALk/OfxtDlSfALY/s400/Lanie+Mae+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-0coo3I/AAAAAAAAALs/TWeWihoIKGs/s1600-h/Lanie+Mae+9+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840394488030066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ-0coo3I/AAAAAAAAALs/TWeWihoIKGs/s400/Lanie+Mae+9+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ_Dqaq4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Tm2xsXOiVeM/s1600-h/Lanie+Mae+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840398572366722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ_Dqaq4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Tm2xsXOiVeM/s400/Lanie+Mae+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of Lanie Mae's School pictures. I was very pleased that her school pictures were something other than sitting in a chair with your head cocked sideways...i was wondering how a 2 year old would do that anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-771321603552518948?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/771321603552518948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=771321603552518948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/771321603552518948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/771321603552518948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-girl.html' title='Big girl'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SPeZ9nPhtrI/AAAAAAAAALU/xlnRpE-Ehog/s72-c/Lanie+Mae+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3708667719933280536</id><published>2008-10-09T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:48:02.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7AY7rdVxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Tn7HyHSxl14/s1600-h/IMG_1294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349349757310738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7AY7rdVxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Tn7HyHSxl14/s320/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's been a while, huh? I have been up to my usual over-commitment self. Neil went to Colorado for 8 days a couple of weeks ago. And, I must say, I felt a great deal of appreciation for him while he was gone. It's true, distance does make the heart grow fonder. He does so much to help me with Lanie Mae and his trip confirmed that. I was worn out by the time he got home. The happiness I felt when I see him was so great...but, even greater was watching the sweet reunion of Daddy and his baby girl. Lanie Mae was so happy to have her Daddy home. I have posted a few pictures from Neil's trip. Forgive the nature pics. I know they are boring, but, they are just so beautiful.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO6_-QSxJ5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/f3HMj5CUAms/s1600-h/IMG_1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348891434428306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO6_-QSxJ5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/f3HMj5CUAms/s320/IMG_1259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;These two are my favorite! I was just going through his pictures, and I saw&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7A5VMDP7I/AAAAAAAAALE/yvq3ZbRWn6s/s1600-h/IMG_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349906360713138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7A5VMDP7I/AAAAAAAAALE/yvq3ZbRWn6s/s320/IMG_1273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these. I knew he missed us, but, this made my heart melt. (to know that he was always thinking about us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7BtH9iboI/AAAAAAAAALM/RCmVKFPtw7w/s1600-h/IMG_1299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255350796163378818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7BtH9iboI/AAAAAAAAALM/RCmVKFPtw7w/s320/IMG_1299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lanie Mae's smile speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will add a few more pictures on the next post.  There are some really great ones.  Also, I need to put Lanie Mae's school pictures on here....next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3708667719933280536?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3708667719933280536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3708667719933280536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3708667719933280536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3708667719933280536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s girl'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SO7AY7rdVxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Tn7HyHSxl14/s72-c/IMG_1294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4663747124821622029</id><published>2008-08-24T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:05:44.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lanie Mae's 2nd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This past Friday was Lanie Mae's 2nd birthday. It sounds so cliche', but, I really cannot believe it has been 2 years since she was born. Friday was a pretty typical day. Although, I was so busy getting things ready for her party on Saturday. You see, I decided that it would be too expensive to buy a $50 cake and I thought I would just make one. Well, $40 and countless hours later, the cake was made (thanks to help from my mother-in-law). Lesson #1...JUST BUY THE CAKE! Although, it did turn out very cute. The party was great! Family and a few family friends came over to celebrate. Lanie Mae was SO EXCITED. She squealed and laughed all day long. I, on the other hand, cried before the party. I was so crazy busy and exhausted and when I was heading upstairs to take a shower at 9:40 for the 10:00 party, I just had to have a little break-down. But, at 9:59 when I was heading back downstairs w/ clothes on, hair dry (sort-of) and make-up on, all was good. We had a great time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After the party, my family hung around a little bit since they came from out of town. My sister and brother-in-law spent the night. So, we thought it would be a great idea to go out to eat at STIXX and have the staff sing to Lanie Mae. BIG MISTAKE. Lesson #2...never take a 2 year old to a japanese restaraunt. The first time Lanie Mae saw the flame (at the table next to us-mind you), she FREAKED OUT. Neil and I had to take turns taking her outside until the guy got done cooking. Comical now, last night, not so much! While I was standing outside, a lady saw me holding Lanie Mae (who was saying, "I want to go home"). She looked at me and said, "How old is she, about 2?" I told her yes. She giggled and said, "I had to take my 2 year old out of here about 4 years ago." Lesson learned and reinforced! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The weekend, overall, was great. The only thing is, now, Lanie Mae and I both miss my family. It could be worse, they are only 1hr 45min away. I hope everyone has a great week!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238298177463124818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SLIscE9EA1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/HHaX6U4Dx9I/s320/Lanie+Mae%27s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lanie Mae blowing out candles...(a little 2 year old spit never hurt anyone, right?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238298187261739906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SLIscpdPA4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F6yX49xEgvI/s320/blowing+out+candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238298190659268354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SLIsc2HRLwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ByNrgo8Z8tg/s320/Lanie+Mae%27s+2nd+birthday+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We fingerpainted with all the kids (ladybugs and turtles) and one ROLL TIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238299714543117490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SLIt1jBfZLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BnFAir6sEqI/s320/Lanie+Mae%27s+2nd+birthday+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4663747124821622029?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4663747124821622029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4663747124821622029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4663747124821622029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4663747124821622029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/lanie-maes-2nd-birthday.html' title='Lanie Mae&apos;s 2nd birthday'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SLIscE9EA1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/HHaX6U4Dx9I/s72-c/Lanie+Mae%27s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3901426995024311704</id><published>2008-08-19T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:12:19.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning over a new leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;This posting is a little heavy, so here is one of my favorite oldy but goody pictures of Lanie Mae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKuYXjC3waI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mUhV6xJewHs/s1600-h/April-May+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236446522060030370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKuYXjC3waI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mUhV6xJewHs/s200/April-May+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sunday, our pastor (Pastor Paul Lawler) preached an awesome sermon. Maybe it was so awesome, because it was something that I really needed to hear. He talked alot about marriage and the normalcy of family. He quoted the divorce rate at &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;50 %&lt;/span&gt; which most of you probaby already know. However, the next thing he quoted was the divorce rate of couples who daily spend time together in prayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only 3 %&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;. That was an amazing thing to hear. I don't know why I as so shocked. My precious grandparents who were married 61 years before my Paw Paw died, prayed every single night together. When we would spend the night with them, my Maw Maw and Paw Paw would come into the room where we slept and pray with us. Just after that, they would go into their lamp light filled room and I could see them both on their knees, holding hands, saying their prayers. I could hear them one by one pray for everyone in our family. I particularly remember them saying "please watch over little Karla and little Kelli". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;As we left church Sunday morning, I said to Neil, "you know, it's true...we need to pray together." See, up until that moment, we had only prayed together at meal times (and that has only been in the last 2 years). We, on very rare occasion, have prayed together about a special circumstance. NEVER, have we just prayed together b/c that's what couples do. Starting Sunday night, Neil and I started praying together at bedtime. This is NOT natural for us. But, I know that eventually it will be. I would love for little Lanie Mae to have memories of her parents holding hands and praying together. I would love to be in the 97 % not the 50 %. I would love to make this natural so that when we need prayer the most, we are prepared to do it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I don't know why I felt so compelled to share this, but, ever since Sunday, I have just felt different. I feel gentler and more peaceful. I am sure that I will have terrible bad attitude days where I am a jerk to Neil. But, if I can keep those to a minimum, we have made progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if you want to check out Paul's sermon...www.christchurchunitedmethodist.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3901426995024311704?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3901426995024311704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3901426995024311704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3901426995024311704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3901426995024311704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/turning-over-new-leaf.html' title='Turning over a new leaf'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKuYXjC3waI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mUhV6xJewHs/s72-c/April-May+2007+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-4678110026321852136</id><published>2008-08-17T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:34:39.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation for Birthday #2</title><content type='html'>As I prepare for Lanie Mae's birthday party, I hear the words "it's just another day" in my head. I have heard these words from so many people and have said them myself as I have gotten older. But, I would like to challenge that statement. In the past couple of months we have had a friend's 7 year old daughter die suddenly and unexpectedly, a friend's father pass away at age 67 (just a few years older than my own Daddy) and, a dear family friend of my husband's passed away just last night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my heart so heavy and tender with these deaths, I have to say that a birthday is not just another day. A birthday is a gift from God and we are supposed to celebrate it. From here on out, I am going to make the best of the birthdays in my life. Both mine, as well as family members. Starting with Lanie Mae's 2nd birthday this Friday. My heart is so full of love for this precious girl and I thank God that he has blessed me with her. Two years ago this week, mine and Neil's life changed forever. It is almost like I had blurry vision regarding the love that God put's into your heart when you have a child. But, the minute she was born, my eyesight was 20/20. My understanding of the love that my own Mom and Dad have for me was suddenly so much clearer. The absolute apathy in regards to how stupid I looked in public when I made silly googly eyes at her just to make her laugh. (although, i must say, there are some days where i am sure glad there are blinds in my house--i am sure i look quite silly shaking my hips like wags the dog or dancing along with Barney) So, if anyone reads this, CELEBRATE your birthday and those of your friends and family. Thank you Lord for my little Lanie Mae and the wonderful past 2 years you have given us---even though, they have flown by! Until next time, I will be counting my blessings and Thanking God for them.  Here are a few special birthday celebrations. (Lanie Mae's 1st birthday is in an earlier posting, so I put her REAL first birthday picture on here.&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&gt;                                               Lanie Mae Morton 8/22/06 8# 1 oz 21 "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                 oh my, how time flies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235584101415285394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKiIADyKcpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oaHZAGHG9eY/s200/Lanie+Mae+006.jpg" border="0" /&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;                       Lanie Mae with Pop, Riley with Terry at Ben's 40th B-day celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       (please keep these guys in your prayers as they lost a good friend last night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235587045683183666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKiKrcCVQDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q54N_N1wAIo/s200/Ben%27s+Birthday+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                        Anna Charles with Pappy at her 3rd Birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235582389694537890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKiGcbIIoKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fdFQ_CrGEKY/s200/daddyac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                       Joel and Milla at her 2nd Birthday &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235586100274575170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKiJ0aHWt0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/3jrEA_OON14/s200/Milla%27s+2nd+birthday+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-4678110026321852136?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4678110026321852136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=4678110026321852136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4678110026321852136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/4678110026321852136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/preparation-for-birthday-2.html' title='Preparation for Birthday #2'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SKiIADyKcpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oaHZAGHG9eY/s72-c/Lanie+Mae+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8573391928520235275</id><published>2008-07-29T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:05:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Friends after all these years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8hNX_87dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/voA-MLbURw4/s1600-h/girlgrouppic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228434206064700882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8hNX_87dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/voA-MLbURw4/s200/girlgrouppic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a girl's weekend this past weekend at Lake Martin. I have been friends with these girls since kindergarden (no lie). There is something about this friendship that is like no other. Over the years, we have grown up, apart, and back together again. God has blessed each of us in different ways. We are all different, but, we have ties that keep us similar. I guess you could say it is a small town thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my twin sister, Karla, and I and her little girl, Anna Charles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228436326788123634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8jI0T0S_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MF8elC-aFd4/s200/Another+girls+weekend+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, an update on the potty training thing. Um, it's not going so well. We went to the library and checked out some books for LM to read about going tee tee and poo poo. She loves t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8hbXCAWnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/d0mZsv8v2xk/s1600-h/Another+girls+weekend+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228434446323047026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8hbXCAWnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/d0mZsv8v2xk/s200/Another+girls+weekend+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o sit on the potty and read them (which is very cute)....But, no pee or poo in the potty yet. She loves to sit her duck on the potty so that he can "go tee tee &amp;amp; poo poo". She talks to him in mommy talk..."you tee tee and poo poo in potty" "you wash you hands?". It is so cute! She is also loving dressing herself ( in layers). I will hear grunting and struggling and she will have on 2 dresses, pants and a hat. Oh yeah, and don't forget a pair of shoes (usually mine or Neil's). I could go on and on, but, I will spare you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day, she had on my panties and shoes. She walked into the bathroom and said, "Look Mama, I got shoes on"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228435154418524210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8iEk5H4DI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WjmHb97yeVU/s200/Another+girls+weekend+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8573391928520235275?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8573391928520235275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8573391928520235275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8573391928520235275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8573391928520235275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-friends-after-all-these-years.html' title='Still Friends after all these years'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SI8hNX_87dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/voA-MLbURw4/s72-c/girlgrouppic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-5219035330715378564</id><published>2008-07-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:41:07.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend follow-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ross Bridge was wonderful. Leaving Lanie Mae was not bad at all. It didn't hurt that she was in a terrible mood the morning that we left. By the time I dropped her off w/ Neil's Mother, I was so frazzled, I needed a break. She slept great and has talked non-stop about her Nonee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Ross Bridge... If you haven't gone, go. It is so nice and it is in HOOVER. The food was great. The hotel was great. Neil says the golf was great. And, our friends are great. Our weekend couldn't have been any better. I laughed so much, my stomach muscles are sore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics...have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girls by the pool... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISdWFB8hOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/09CjhGSyWto/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474470289638626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISdWFB8hOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/09CjhGSyWto/s200/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISdWZTOMbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/11SAK6eS6ko/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474475730809266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISdWZTOMbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/11SAK6eS6ko/s200/IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neil and I &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISc7nGAPMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fhzi8_pnrto/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474015576997058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISc7nGAPMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fhzi8_pnrto/s200/IMG_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handsome hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(past his bedtime)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474020065779922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISc730NoNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jBTOAannMn8/s200/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISeSqctSUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9mFv9FjoZso/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225475511126149442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISeSqctSUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9mFv9FjoZso/s200/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie and me Late night&lt;/div&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/5129155322754620266-5219035330715378564?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5219035330715378564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=5219035330715378564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5219035330715378564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/5219035330715378564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-follow-up.html' title='Weekend follow-up'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SISdWFB8hOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/09CjhGSyWto/s72-c/IMG_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-8946393598209337534</id><published>2008-07-19T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:51:10.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Grief...</title><content type='html'>This has been a crazy week. It has been so long since I've logged in here, I forgot my password. Pitiful, huh? The week started out with me working 3 nights in a row without childcare. Poor Lanie Mae had to play solo while I layed on the couch trying to stay awake until nap time. Finally, on Wednesday, my Mom (Nana) and my neice, Anna Charles (Cha Chas) came to visit. I got a few hours of uninterrupted sleep and things started looking up. The visit from my Mom was great. We just hung out and watched the two princesses play (and fight...what can I say??? they are ages 2 and 3 &amp;amp; FEMALE) Mostly, they played. They are adorable if I must say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH-S63eEDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BSBrGVj27OE/s1600-h/lmmkisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224736643719499826" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH-S63eEDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BSBrGVj27OE/s200/lmmkisses.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o.k....I cannot figure out how to rotate this on here (it keeps showing up vertical) But, I just wanted to show what I get greeted with when I get home from work. You can get the idea, even if it is upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil had to bring LM to me one morning at work. This is the souveneir she got (and O.R. cap!)..unused, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224727297974386770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH1y7QMwFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g91fhUsxxjU/s200/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cha Chas loved Lanie Mae's t-ball set&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224727307544902514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH1ze5_O3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/a2C1iIJRnp4/s200/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nana and her girls&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224729576947336114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH33lFsQ7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/EQMEf3qRFfg/s200/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last entry I made was before we went to Eric's b-day party. We had a blast! Good food and good friends, what more can you ask for? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224727279807103490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH1x3kyAgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UGevcAQ9Puc/s200/IMG_0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lanie Mae is practicing for Aug 22&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224727289792545858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH1ycxfxEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cYO1nTEFvWI/s200/IMG_0661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil and I are headed to Ross Bridge today for a couples day/night. Lanie Mae is spending the night with her Nonee and PaPaw. This will be the first time she spends the night away from us. I am very anxious...but, I know she will be fine. I know we will have a good time (I will post pics next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this is for Christy...my husband rocks b/c he cleaned the house while I was at work Monday night. That's all I've got this time! i'm tryin! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-8946393598209337534?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8946393598209337534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=8946393598209337534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8946393598209337534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/8946393598209337534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-grief.html' title='Good Grief...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SIH-S63eEDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BSBrGVj27OE/s72-c/lmmkisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3604429350802015279</id><published>2008-07-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:05:46.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise, this is it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Ready to hunt Easter eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222328368271414130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlv-1tDU3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ir7psQipzbQ/s200/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Reading a book w/ her sweet Maw Maw Mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvIpNl8kI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eCegcwu2rCk/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222327437205303874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvIpNl8kI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eCegcwu2rCk/s200/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Once again with Anna Charles ("Cha Chas")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvIwVEhVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gNjxht5l9oc/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222327439115715922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvIwVEhVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gNjxht5l9oc/s200/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; I love this one...she has her eye on the prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvJO8TfYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YABNI8-8pXE/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222327447333338498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvJO8TfYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YABNI8-8pXE/s200/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lanie Mae and her boyfriend, Brayden.  My best friend, Jennifer, and I had babies w/in a few months of each other.  I hope they are as close as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvJI5LdOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pIfClbyKjnk/s1600-h/l_4d0f3097bac9206e6b30cf8b928fe035%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222327445709616354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlvJI5LdOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pIfClbyKjnk/s200/l_4d0f3097bac9206e6b30cf8b928fe035%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3604429350802015279?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3604429350802015279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3604429350802015279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3604429350802015279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3604429350802015279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-promise-this-is-it.html' title='I promise, this is it...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlv-1tDU3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ir7psQipzbQ/s72-c/IMG_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-6019554379218838880</id><published>2008-07-12T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:53:13.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O.k...just a few more and we will be up to speed.</title><content type='html'>This was taken the DAY she started walking.  She looks so victorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltkSAk7vI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7OED6bmFMSU/s1600-h/july-jan+2007+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222325712989777650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltkSAk7vI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7OED6bmFMSU/s200/july-jan+2007+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Card picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltk_3olTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i_6xe_SJVDA/s1600-h/july-jan+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222325725300299058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltk_3olTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i_6xe_SJVDA/s200/july-jan+2007+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her favorite gift from Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltlEXGGdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HijgkKT5cXI/s1600-h/july-jan+2007+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222325726505998802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltlEXGGdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HijgkKT5cXI/s200/july-jan+2007+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltlu65Q5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZQ512782z-U/s1600-h/july-jan+2007+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222325737930441618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltlu65Q5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZQ512782z-U/s200/july-jan+2007+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mama's little helper.  I tell her it is time to clean up and this is what she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltl3wAkpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-kgw1205atU/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222325740300702354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltl3wAkpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-kgw1205atU/s200/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5129155322754620266-6019554379218838880?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6019554379218838880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=6019554379218838880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6019554379218838880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/6019554379218838880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/okjust-few-more-and-we-will-be-up-to.html' title='O.k...just a few more and we will be up to speed.'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHltkSAk7vI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7OED6bmFMSU/s72-c/july-jan+2007+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-2338113427309585033</id><published>2008-07-12T19:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:40:02.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Catching up...</title><content type='html'>Last summer at the beach.  Fun times with her Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp8hSEC4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q7jNn9gox5s/s1600-h/campbeach+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222321731360000898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp8hSEC4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q7jNn9gox5s/s200/campbeach+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Morton family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp8zyDsxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UtFcI0A0ucs/s1600-h/campbeach+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222321736326034194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp8zyDsxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UtFcI0A0ucs/s200/campbeach+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bath time pictures.  She still loves bath-time. (and in this picture- she was loving squash, carrots and sweet potatoes...can you tell?)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp9BRCJQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eHu0PxNYHxs/s1600-h/campbeach+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222321739945616642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp9BRCJQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eHu0PxNYHxs/s200/campbeach+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday to Lanie Mae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp9-OXpBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Wh6A6Jx49hA/s1600-h/campbeach+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222321756309005330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp9-OXpBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Wh6A6Jx49hA/s200/campbeach+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She did not like getting the cake all over her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222321751992334130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp9uJMdzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tslg6CbiwII/s200/campbeach+203.jpg" border="0" /&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/5129155322754620266-2338113427309585033?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2338113427309585033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=2338113427309585033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2338113427309585033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/2338113427309585033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-catching-up_12.html' title='Still Catching up...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHlp8hSEC4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q7jNn9gox5s/s72-c/campbeach+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-3059626728236730394</id><published>2008-07-12T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:25:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Best of...</title><content type='html'>She started loving books at like 5 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZK1I3vwI/AAAAAAAAABw/nOnwqBi22wE/s1600-h/lanie+mae+4+months+(christmas+%26+ac+bday)+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162548022296322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZK1I3vwI/AAAAAAAAABw/nOnwqBi22wE/s200/lanie+mae+4+months+(christmas+%26+ac+bday)+095.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanie Mae and her best buddy- Anna Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZLJoZpLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UbDEwZUndo8/s1600-h/lanie+mae+4+months+(christmas+%26+ac+bday)+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162553523250354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZLJoZpLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UbDEwZUndo8/s200/lanie+mae+4+months+(christmas+%26+ac+bday)+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Girl (6 months-i think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZLL7niII/AAAAAAAAACA/V8wwAaFsE6A/s1600-h/lanie+mae-+march+20+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162554140723330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZLL7niII/AAAAAAAAACA/V8wwAaFsE6A/s200/lanie+mae-+march+20+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunky girl takes a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZMSZbyyI/AAAAAAAAACI/TC5bj0IexKE/s1600-h/April-May+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162573056264994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZMSZbyyI/AAAAAAAAACI/TC5bj0IexKE/s200/April-May+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZM3IYwBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3-pmG85_MzI/s1600-h/April-May+2007+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162582916874258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZM3IYwBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3-pmG85_MzI/s200/April-May+2007+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-3059626728236730394?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3059626728236730394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=3059626728236730394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3059626728236730394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/3059626728236730394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-best-of.html' title='More Best of...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjZK1I3vwI/AAAAAAAAABw/nOnwqBi22wE/s72-c/lanie+mae+4+months+(christmas+%26+ac+bday)+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1822896242243609237</id><published>2008-07-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:16:07.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I told you I was huge/Here a few of the first pics'/><title type='text'>I am very behind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since I am just starting my blog, I am feeling like I have lots of catching up to do. I am going ot post some "BEST OF" pictures of Lanie Mae over the past 22 months. But, we also have a shutterfly account w/ more pictures if you are interested....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themortonfamily.shutterfly.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;www.themortonfamily.shutterfly.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will also give a brief synopses of the past 22 months as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lanie Mae Morton (named after my precious grandmother, Mae Colley), was born on August 22, 2006 at 6 pm. She was almost a week late and the only reason she came when she did, is b/c Dr. Mckenzie induced me. I was a blowfish! Huge, I tell you! Anyway, She was born, and our world was ever changed. She quickly turned into a Daddy's girl. (a chubby daddy's girl, I might add) She was in the 90% for both height and weight for the 1st year of her life. She is still tall, but, is quickly becoming a string bean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She as been a talker from the beginning. She started w/ MAMA at around 6 months and hasn't stopped since. She now is really into her name. She will correct you if you call her baby or sweetheart. She will say "My name MaeMae, not baby, MaeMae". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She also has been very independent from the beginning. She's not a cuddler. She is not one who likes to be held or picked up a lot. She will say "MY do it!" O.K...maybe she is a little strong-willed. She did NOT get that from me! HMMM, I wonder WHO she did get it from? (NM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She didn't walk until she was 15 months. This, also, was a sign of her independent personality. You could tell that she had the leg strength and the coordination, she just would not do it. Then, all of a sudden, off she goes (by herself, of course)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She started going to mother's day out when she was around 17 months. The first day, I was so nervous. She walked in, threw up her hand and said "HEY". I had to get her attention to tell her bye. Again, she showed her independence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She is now 22 months, and still a Daddy's girl. I work at night and when she sees me put on my scrubs, she says.."you go to work?", and then starts hugging her daddy, saying bye-bye and blowing me kisses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like I am caught up, kind-of...here are some pictures to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was huge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222158892927586210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV2E2Yj6I/AAAAAAAAABI/jN_N6kGd4WQ/s200/Lanie%27s+first+few+days+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lanie Mae Morton 8/22/06 6pm 8# 1 oz &amp;amp; 21 inches long&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222158893106765058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV2FhGnQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/lzvO8J0Dh0g/s200/Lanie%27s+first+few+days+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy's girl already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222158896981647154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV2T88nzI/AAAAAAAAABY/grGQF1HAtsQ/s200/Lanie+at+home+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lanie Mae's first beach trip (10 weeks old)...it took my friend Kirsten &amp;amp; I 11 hours to get to Destin.  DISASTER.  LM was nursing like every 1 1/2 hr and her little boy had been on antibiotics and had like 5 terribly poopie diapers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222158908471818962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV2-wautI/AAAAAAAAABg/gcpSE5kIMZ8/s200/lanie+mae+2+months+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting to get chunky!  I think she was like 4 months or so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222158907087045250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV25mQwoI/AAAAAAAAABo/WEaonr3X3DE/s200/lanie+mae+2+months+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1822896242243609237?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1822896242243609237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1822896242243609237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1822896242243609237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1822896242243609237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-very-behind.html' title='I am very behind...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjV2E2Yj6I/AAAAAAAAABI/jN_N6kGd4WQ/s72-c/Lanie%27s+first+few+days+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1579050474938870778</id><published>2008-07-12T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:24:05.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never have I ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjGs48fldI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RSwMS7kmPPU/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222142242438747602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjGs48fldI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RSwMS7kmPPU/s200/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjFJq0GSaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/63rhQCT6l3w/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222140537838389666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjFJq0GSaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/63rhQCT6l3w/s200/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Never have I ever liked when people mock me. That is, until, Lanie Mae started doing it. You see, it is not in a typical mocking way. It is ADORABLE! She does everything from putting on makeup or deodorant, flossing her teeth, to yelling..."NEIL!". O.K., so the yelling part sounds bad. But, it isn't like I am yelling at him in a bad way. I just call him and she calls as well. She says "NEIL", then changes it to "DADDY" as soon as she sees his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;She changes all of her babies diapers (including stuffed animals). Whenever she lays them down on the diaper pad, she starts saying.."EEWW, PEW WEEE!, Dirty". We go through as many wipes for her babies as we do for her. While we are on this subject... We are about to potty train. We already have dora panties (which, by the way, her daddy had put on on top of her diaper the other night). So much for incentive, huh? The reason I am mentioning the potty training thing, is b/c I need prayers for diligence and patience. I will keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We are off the celebrate Eric's B-day tonight. Hopefully, I will have some new pics to post next week. Until then, I will be trying to be a good example to my mocking 2 year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1579050474938870778?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1579050474938870778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1579050474938870778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1579050474938870778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1579050474938870778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-have-i-ever.html' title='Never have I ever...'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZn9FCQuh0o/SHjGs48fldI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RSwMS7kmPPU/s72-c/IMG_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129155322754620266.post-1054721086525067926</id><published>2008-07-08T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:56:55.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intro to Blog'/><title type='text'>I can't believe I added another thing to do on the computer</title><content type='html'>So, I have a million distractions in my life...and, here is another one.  I just can't resist.  My main topic of "discussion" (if that is the proper word) will be my precious little one, Lanie Mae.  She will be 2 on August 22.  She is, for sure, already two in her little mind.  She is VERY independent and strong willed.  Don't be mistaken, she is precious...just a little firecracker.  Everyday is a new experience.  I have so many funny stories to tell.  I am sure not as amusing to others as they are to me and my husband, but, I have a right to be biased, right?  Speaking of my husband...his name is Neil.  We met in college and have been married for 4 years.  He is an incredible daddy!  He is absolutely in love with his little Lanie Mae (and she with him).  As you will see, Lanie Mae is the center of our universe.  We try to not let her know that :)...but, I think we are failing miserably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129155322754620266-1054721086525067926?l=mortongirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1054721086525067926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5129155322754620266&amp;postID=1054721086525067926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1054721086525067926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129155322754620266/posts/default/1054721086525067926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortongirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-believe-i-added-another-thing-to.html' title='I can&apos;t believe I added another thing to do on the computer'/><author><name>Kelli Morton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031936261665483542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndpB8BhDmFc/TwaGQFWN_mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hg0t2NcyTF0/s220/DSC_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
