<?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-3508722461480982678</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:09:40.092-08:00</updated><category term='Paused'/><category term='Redecorating'/><category term='Shout Outs'/><category term='Restless'/><category term='Halloween Pics'/><category term='Cars and Dying'/><category term='BCA'/><category term='Pics'/><category term='Fall TV'/><category term='Anonymous'/><category term='updates'/><category term='Unskinny'/><category term='Hot Pocket'/><category term='TV Testimony'/><category term='Love is in the Air'/><category term='Women&apos;s Fitness'/><category term='Ridde'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='dino-SORE'/><category term='Name Game'/><category term='Team Beachbody'/><category term='History'/><category term='Jim'/><category term='Milestones'/><category term='It Stays'/><category term='Stitches'/><category term='Cake Wrecks'/><category term='Q and R'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Breast Cancer Awareness'/><category term='Freebie'/><category term='Stupid Direct TV'/><category term='Office'/><category term='Movin&apos; on...down?'/><category term='Cry Baby'/><category term='CEC'/><category term='caved'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='blog creativity'/><category term='Frozen People'/><category term='Being Satisfied'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='My 3 Year Old Artist'/><category term='water park'/><category term='Women&apos;s Fitness Finish'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Playing'/><category term='Fun Game'/><category term='Busy Times'/><category term='Welcome Christmas'/><category term='October Stress'/><title type='text'>Adventures Of The Ditts</title><subtitle type='html'>Crazy is as crazy does...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7473159309706544620</id><published>2009-03-13T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:11:14.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unskinny'/><title type='text'>Kelly Clarkson Didn't Get Fat - She Got Un-Skinny</title><content type='html'>I have to voice my opinion. I LOVE Kelly Clarkson and I feel so bad for her right now with all the ridicule about her weight. And we'll throw Jessica Simpson into that catagory as well. Gosh, they are what now...a size 6/8. BOO HOO!!!!! Holy cow why is the media so mean?! She is back to what she was when she was first on Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an awesome article with the title of this thread as it's title. I think Kelly takes it with a grain of salt and moves on. I'm so glad she isn't influenced by the media and she is just same 'ol her. LOVE IT! GO KELLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! However, who is dressing you lately girl? Not so cute. With all that money and success, you could have some bangin' clothes woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-if you haven't heard her new song, 1) Where have you been? and 2) I stake claims to it by dedicating it to Drew. ;) My life would suck with you babe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7473159309706544620?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7473159309706544620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7473159309706544620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7473159309706544620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7473159309706544620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/03/kelly-clarkson-didnt-get-fat-she-got-un.html' title='Kelly Clarkson Didn&apos;t Get Fat - She Got Un-Skinny'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-662134664136840982</id><published>2009-03-06T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:52:59.022-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>MIA...But Back</title><content type='html'>I've been lurking around, but not doing much posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is SOOOOO close to crawling. He's going to be into everything. He'll definitely be my poison control baby. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is still drawing away. That is all she does. Color and draw. This kid loves art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a house!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's in Eagle. Such an awesome location. That is what "sold" me on it. It's across the street from a park, and there is a gigantic splash park right by. I'm so excited for Summer. It's not an upgrade by any means. It's basically our house minus our extra family room, but it's the same square footage so the bedrooms are a tad bigger, and the great room is big. I'm not a huge fan of the fireplace. And the eating area is carpeted. I'll have to buy a big rug or something. But this house just seemed to fit and fall into place. Our landlord is super nice and I even think I hung out with her son at one time when I was in high school. Weird. :) So we'll be outta here in about 2-3 weeks. I'm sad. I love my "cute, little" house. But I'm thankful we have a roof over our heads and I know what is important is quality of life with my family and not quantity. Yes, I wanted the granite, and bonus room, the huge bath tub. But ya know, it's not important. I go through my motions where I'm upset and I want, want, want. Then I get over that and realize what I DO have. Far more than a lot of people on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I sit while Kyle is asleep. I should be working out. Nahhhhhhh. As Renee would say "Who does that" LOL!! Okay, it's more like "Who eats that" but anyway. TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-662134664136840982?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/662134664136840982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=662134664136840982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/662134664136840982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/662134664136840982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/03/miabut-back.html' title='MIA...But Back'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-8238606331365110679</id><published>2009-02-15T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:09:31.026-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movin&apos; on...down?'/><title type='text'>House Hunting</title><content type='html'>We've found a house we really love. Uggggggg. Anyone have $187,000 you could give to us. We've been looking for a rental somewhere. And everything we love is for sale instead of for rent. There is a home in Verona (Bridge Tower) that we really like, but there is no room to roam in the house. It's hard to explain. I love the kitchen of the home and it's super nice, but it definitely is a typical patio home. Not really room for kid crap. :) ha ha. So onward the search goes. There are a few homes we love, but nothing is "perfect" yet. You know, that feeling. Except the stupid one for sale. ha ha Not stupid, but just not realistic. It sucks to be poor and to be in this situation. When I wanted to move, I wanted to upgrade. I wanted be excited to move. Not dread it and be angry, upset, and just disappointed about it. We'll see where we end up. Again...a plea for about $187,000. :) LOVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-8238606331365110679?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/8238606331365110679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=8238606331365110679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8238606331365110679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8238606331365110679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/house-hunting.html' title='House Hunting'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5000663471169120408</id><published>2009-02-14T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:29:10.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is in the Air'/><title type='text'>HAPPY V DAY!</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Everyone. Today was a super low key day. We aren't big on Vday. I mean, it's all fun and stuff, but we refuse to go all out and spend the money on flowers, chocolates etc. Don't get me wrong, I'm a romantic. My husband CAN be a romantic. When he wants to be. But we say we would rather do something special for each other on a day we choose that is a surprise, not a designated day. Plus, they jack up the prices on everything. :) So anyway, good 'ol hubby surprised me today. I already knew what he was going to do though because I'm just a genious. I always guess stuff. He didn't mention anything to me about this, but I just knew. Anyway, he got me a gold necklace awhile ago. (I mean like, years...) Well it broke but I kept it because the same thing happened to my other silver necklace and I got it fixed. So he got it fixed for me! I was super excited. I love it. It's little and thin and it just fits me perfect and it's not gaudy flashy as I am not. For my birthday, when I was pregnant with Lucy, he got me a pearl pendant to put on the chain. And ofcourse, I haven't been able to wear that since my necklace broke. I loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dork, and didn't get my hubby anything. We agreed to go out to dinner next week and have our date then when the crowds are not so ridiculous. I'm going to get him some marionberry balls that are his favorite for next week's date. Plus he's like, "Vday is totally a girls day. Guys don't need anything." Ahhh...let's my guy! lol And, I'd rather get him his marionberry balls when he least expects it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I took Lucy to her little friend's Vday party. SO cute! Great job Trudy!!! I'll have to post pics when I get them off my camera. Then, I came home and Drew went to run the dogs. He got home and we decided to go look at some houses. Then we went to Fuddruckers. And then, to Krispy Kreme. Yeah, not such a great day of eating in our house. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our Vday. Fun, low key, and just right. We are tight on money so we definitely weren't going to go all out and get flowers and chocolates etc. We didn't even get the kids a valentine. We'll get them Monday when it's all 75% off!!! :) They won't even know the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5000663471169120408?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5000663471169120408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5000663471169120408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5000663471169120408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5000663471169120408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day.html' title='HAPPY V DAY!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-2241650410642314912</id><published>2009-02-04T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:50:28.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Rip Off</title><content type='html'>I love blog stealing. :) Alli, thanks for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will—to your surprise—miss them profoundly." -Thomas S. Monson Oct. 2008 General Conference&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-2241650410642314912?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/2241650410642314912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=2241650410642314912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2241650410642314912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2241650410642314912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/rip-off.html' title='Rip Off'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-2999809929771359630</id><published>2009-02-04T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:41:26.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My 3 Year Old Artist'/><title type='text'>My Daughter...AKA Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>My daughter is a heck of an artist. Heather, you're gonna love these!! I am not creative in that department. I can't draw worth a dern. However, Drew is a pretty good artist, and his dad really is the artist in the family. She must get it from the Ditts side. She was able to draw smiley faces pretty early and she's just always held a crayon or pen or pencil correctly without much guidance from me. Maybe she'll end up making the big bucks someday. Here are her latest art drawings. She's a freakin' genious! :) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how she drew her hand and included her fingernails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299044091806838114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SYn8hqVHbWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vmwi1VhDnnk/s400/Zizi+and+Art+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a whale. Not only a whale...but "A Happy Whale" Titled by Lucy ofcourse. She decided to "make him colored" as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299044095945633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SYn8h5v4bwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JPPWQFY3kn0/s400/Zizi+and+Art+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this one is my favorite and blows my mind. K-she's three. I know it's probably not that big of deal, but I've seen some other 3 year olds draw. She colors in the lines and is particular about coloring as well. This drawing might be worth a million. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A Cat" and she named him "Hockey" I don't know where she got that from. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299044096408574818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SYn8h7eQW2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/xsBcaTSiaK4/s400/Zizi+and+Art+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-2999809929771359630?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/2999809929771359630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=2999809929771359630' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2999809929771359630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2999809929771359630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-daughteraka-da-vinci.html' title='My Daughter...AKA Da Vinci'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SYn8hqVHbWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vmwi1VhDnnk/s72-c/Zizi+and+Art+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-816104829523272088</id><published>2009-02-04T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:19:10.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Satisfied'/><title type='text'>So Funny...More Crying Woes</title><content type='html'>I just think this is so funny. Why am I crying? I've actually come to the conclusion that I cry when I'm all around happy. I'm a pretty happy person for the most part. And lately, I've just been satisfied with myself. Not my house, or my laundry problem, or with my scripture studies etc, but just happy with being me. So I cry at happy things. When I'm depressed, I don't cry. Weird. Anyway, I totally DID NOT cry at The Notebook. I have no heart I guess. But what do I do last night...??? Bawl when Shanon from Biggest Loser carries Sione across the floor. Weird...I'm so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I crying....? Because I'm happy. I'm all around happy with myself, my marriage, my kids, and all the things that will be important in the next life. I don't have a million dollars, or even a hundred right now. I don't have a home with granite countertops and it's not on an acre lot. I don't even have a whole lot of decor in my home. I don't dress up all the time and look 100% stylish. I always have clothes on the floor in my bedroom or bathroom. So what?! I'm happy. :) (this week anyway lol) No really, I am though. I'm satisfied with who I am. I like me. I'd be friends with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being satisfied with yourself is a HUGE thing in the LDS community. Especially being a woman and feeling like you have to "do it all." Sew, cook, have your food storage, tie quilts, scrapbook, read your scriptures every day, pray with your family etc. It's overwhelming. Well, my friend Beth gave a seriously awesome talk last night at Enrichment. (shout out to BETH!) The biggest words I could ever hear from her was "Let It Go" I wrote it down and I"m going to paste it to everything I own. ;) Instead of focusing on the few things that I can't do, or don't do, I'm totally focusing on all the things I do wonderfully. I don't want to sound full of myself or anything but I'm actually good at a lot of things. A "Jack of all trades, master of none" if you will. Everything I try, I'm pretty good at. Now, I don't master it by all means and I'm not the best, but if I try it out, I'm usually pretty adequate. So, I'm totally focusing on that this year. So I'm going to "Let It Go" that I don't weigh 120 pounds. I'm going to "Let It Go" that I don't cook gourmet meals all the time, or have a spotless house, or that I have a mountain of laundry to put away. Hey, at least they are CLEAN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing Beth said that I loved was that in the Eternities, the Lord isn't going to ask about the scrapbooks you have, or the "castle" cakes you baked for your daughter, or how many quilts you tied etc. He's going to ask you about your relationships with others. LOVE THAT. Thank goodness. I'm safe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to Beth and Angie as well for the wonderful Enrichment last night. I'm totally writing down my laundry goal. Ugggg. :) Angie, thanks for all the wonderful inspiration you talked about last night about meeting a goal and not feeling overwhelmed with the 15,000 goals I have. Let's start with one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-816104829523272088?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/816104829523272088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=816104829523272088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/816104829523272088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/816104829523272088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-funnymore-crying-woes.html' title='So Funny...More Crying Woes'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-2222597833532725616</id><published>2009-02-02T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:28:14.274-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I just got back from Utah. My little niece is sooooo stinkin' cute. I'll post a pic later. She is so perfect. I miss a newborn so bad. I came home and Kyle ofcourse is HUGE compared. It was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is finally getting back to his normal self. He had an ear infection after me using my mommy intuition and saying it wasn't an ear infection. I'm awesome. :) I knew something was up though, but just thought he had the flu. He's on amox and it's giving him the diarrhea and his bum is so sore, but other than frequent diaper changes of sharts (sorry, but that is what we call them), and him crying when we wipe, he's back to his happy self! He's got two bottom teeth. He's sitting up. And he's just such a good kid. So happy and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been awesome so lately, Lucy is riding her bike. She is a pro at it. This Summer, we are going to get her off her training wheels. I got a bike that was bigger than a toddler bike, so as soon as she can control it with her feet, off comes the trainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pampered Chef is going well. The new Spring line just came out and can I just say HOLLAH!!! It's the best line yet. They have a pineapple wedger. It seriously is the best thing ever. I'm totally getting it. I have to keep doing it because my wish list is off the hook. At least I get most my wish list for free. Hollah number two baby! I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get off the computer and get some things done. Kyle has got his booster shots today so we need to get ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-2222597833532725616?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/2222597833532725616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=2222597833532725616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2222597833532725616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2222597833532725616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7187845486541413496</id><published>2009-02-02T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:20:41.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag...I'm It!</title><content type='html'>1. My all time favorite vacation spot is HAWAII (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My middle name is Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wear pjs or a robe all day. :( Unless I'm going somewhere, and I'm forced to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite TV show is uh....is....just so many.....ummmm. The Office is a topper. And I'd like to thank Sara for that addiction. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I recently became addicted to uh...I cannot disclose. But it's nothing illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I do like cleaning. I really do. But when I clean, I have to do the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have to have...pizza. No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My favorite color is pink. I'm so original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My favorite sandwich. EASY...the Knuckle from Gandalfos. Holy crap. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I cannot stand sleeping with socks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I sleep on the right side of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I loved being pregnant. Especially with Kyle. LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I don't like driving Drew's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I really don't like talking on the phone (same as Laura) I don't call people. Sorry my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I make lists when it comes to certain things like going out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I love baking sweets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I enjoy trying new recipes, but I love making stuff up more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I gag when I change other kid's poopy diapers. It's funny how your own kids don't bother you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I love my hubby!! You rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I can't get enough of my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I have the most rascally dogs in the world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I WANT to paint my house. Inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I used to hate being tagged, but now I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I wish I could go snap my fingers and I'd lose weight, my house would be clean, and my teeth would be brushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7187845486541413496?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7187845486541413496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7187845486541413496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7187845486541413496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7187845486541413496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagim-it.html' title='Tag...I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3649976686157896185</id><published>2009-01-18T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:39:15.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cry Baby'/><title type='text'>Hit Me Baby...One More Time</title><content type='html'>Uh...Devil Wears Prada. Really? Pyper, get a freakin' life. Maybe I should take a test. Although I think IUD's are pretty fool proof, but crying...at...Devil Wears Prada? Dude....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3649976686157896185?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3649976686157896185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3649976686157896185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3649976686157896185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3649976686157896185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/01/hit-me-babyone-more-time.html' title='Hit Me Baby...One More Time'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-6724271999388922738</id><published>2009-01-17T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:21:56.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cry Baby'/><title type='text'>Why I'm A Big Baby</title><content type='html'>Crying at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) American Idol. Yes...dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kodak Commercials. Happy, sweet, loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Tinker Bell Movie. Tink is just so dang cute and the music is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Music and Lyrics. I love Hugh Grant. I totally just downloaded the whole soundtrack to my IPOD. "POP...goes my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm a big baby. I don't cry when things are sad. I cry when they are happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-6724271999388922738?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/6724271999388922738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=6724271999388922738' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6724271999388922738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6724271999388922738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-im-big-baby.html' title='Why I&apos;m A Big Baby'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1150873886725272092</id><published>2009-01-14T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:51:08.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Game'/><title type='text'>Fun Little Game</title><content type='html'>Beware, this is highly addicting. :) Look up what song was the #1 song the day you were born, or your wedding day, your kid's birthdays etc. Click the link and have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joshhosler.biz/NumberOneInHistory/SelectMonth.htm"&gt;http://www.joshhosler.biz/NumberOneInHistory/SelectMonth.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is ours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday- The song was "I Love Rock N Roll" by Joan Jett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew's Birthday- "Seasons in the Sun" by Terry Jacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy's Birthday- "Gold Digger" by Kanye West featuring Jaime Foxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle's Birthday- "I Kissed A Girl" by Katy Perry (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MY FAVORITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Wedding Day- "Foolish" by Ashanti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-1150873886725272092?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1150873886725272092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1150873886725272092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1150873886725272092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1150873886725272092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-little-game.html' title='Fun Little Game'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3073776732178816336</id><published>2009-01-14T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:23:07.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Holy cow I haven't updated in a long while. I don't feel like it right now either! :) But a lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kyle got a tooth! It was Dec. 30th when I felt it. I was excited since I didn't even know he was cutting one. Besides the chewing and drooling, I wouldn't have thought he was teething at all. Imagine my surprise when I felt his bottom tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Lucy is out of pullups completely at night time! She's a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My sister Lindsay had her baby on January 11th! She is SOOO cute. I'll post a pic later. Perfect little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm stressed out to the max again. When it rains, it pours. No joke. I'm so done. I feel like I'm having a mental breakdown at times. Oh well. I'll get through it. I always do. Maybe I need an anti-stress pill. :) Don't we all wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are some updates for you for now. I need to go make some phone calls and get a move on with my day. I'll try to update a whole lot more. I need to "journal" about my kids on here again so I have my own records. Until next time America....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3073776732178816336?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3073776732178816336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3073776732178816336' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3073776732178816336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3073776732178816336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5073536423142479774</id><published>2008-12-15T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:05:26.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Kiddo Pics</title><content type='html'>Here are some current kiddo pics just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is one of the happiest kids I know. I'm not biased at all (lol) but he really is a super good baby. He's been an awesome addition to our family and I'm soooo in love with this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUanRHex9nI/AAAAAAAAAic/JgtFvv0rsVw/s1600-h/Pics+for+Blog+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280091525646251634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUanRHex9nI/AAAAAAAAAic/JgtFvv0rsVw/s400/Pics+for+Blog+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my daughters seriously awesome fashion sense. She loves to get herself dressed and play dress up. She changes about 5 times a day. Which also leads to the laundry issue. However, she is sooooo funny. She's been into making up stories lately and playing make believe and she comes up with some pretty crazy things. She is in a whiny stage and has been a bit of a cry baby lately. She has just been ultra senstitive the last few weeks. I'm not sure why. If it's a normal stage or just a Lucy stage. It especially happens when she's tired or hungry. I guess that is pretty normal for a kid to be grumpy with hunger pains or exhaustion. :) I'm trying to get her back into naps. Or at least call it quiet time and hopefully have her fall asleep for an hour at least. The problem is she gets up late in the morning, then falls asleep around 6 if we are driving somewhere, and then goes to bed late, only to repeat the vicious cycle. So I need to try to get in an hour of quiet time from now on everyday. I was loving how she didn't have to take naps because I didn't have to worry about being home for her nap and I could not be on a "schedule" for naps etc. But I definitely think it's contributing to her grumpiness. We'll get it one day. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUanQrmcQMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/wV-iLa128Gw/s1600-h/Pics+for+Blog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280091518162190530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUanQrmcQMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/wV-iLa128Gw/s400/Pics+for+Blog+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5073536423142479774?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5073536423142479774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5073536423142479774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5073536423142479774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5073536423142479774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/current-kiddo-pics.html' title='Current Kiddo Pics'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUanRHex9nI/AAAAAAAAAic/JgtFvv0rsVw/s72-c/Pics+for+Blog+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3102561252451172006</id><published>2008-12-15T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:49:44.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry'/><title type='text'>Can I Get A What What</title><content type='html'>Hollahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, check this out baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280088943283054018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUak6zbapcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ko_91EnPC1Q/s400/Pics+for+Blog+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the vent? Ofcourse you can. It's because there is nothing covering it. That was no where to be found a few days ago. It was under about 6 loads of clean laundry to be put away. I'm so proud to say that, I DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew was out of town this last week/weekend so Pyper got down to business. For some reason, I was a way better housekeeper and mother/wife when Drew was gone. :) I cooked, I cleaned, I conquered. Maybe it's because I kept the house up instead of making a mad dash on Saturday an hour before he was due to be home. I wanted him to come home to a clean house, and more importantly come home to a clean laundry room. He even said "I was wondering if I was in the right house." Sad....very sad. I am actually a good housekeeper. I claim my house never to be dirty. Just messy. Kid mess. My bathrooms get done on a regular basis and my kitchen pretty much stays clean. I hope no one will comment on how that is NOT true. :) But I will just keep telling myself this. I actually like to clean. How sad is that?! I blame my mother. I like doing bathrooms more than anything else. (I hate cleaning the bathtub though). I'm an odd duck I guess. However, there has been many occasions of someone dropping by and my embarrassed look as there are about 1,000 toys in the living room and enough dog hair on the couch to make a couple of new dogs. Oh, and my daughter is obsessed with scissors and cutting incredibly small and thin bits of paper up. Hence, part of the kids mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it was an exciting week of getting things done. Now only if I can get my Christmas stuff up. Let's see...10 days until Christmas. Shopping to do still. Maybe I'll skip the majority of the decor this year. Eh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3102561252451172006?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3102561252451172006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3102561252451172006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3102561252451172006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3102561252451172006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-i-get-what-what.html' title='Can I Get A What What'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SUak6zbapcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ko_91EnPC1Q/s72-c/Pics+for+Blog+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5846185363636086815</id><published>2008-12-10T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:51:52.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubster</title><content type='html'>My friend Laura tagged me. I love doing husband tags because it's a good reminder to why I married him. :) ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Where did I meet my husband? Ha ha. Do I have to tell? I met him at church. Uh...he was uh...my Sunday school teacher. Yeah, we are 7 years 11 months apart. :) Everyone in the class was like "You're totally going to marry him." I kind of knew back then. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- How long did you date before getting married? We dated about a year. Then he proposed and we were engaged a WHOPPING 6 months. I know. Crazy compared to the regular LDS engagement. I wanted a Summer wedding though. He had to go and propose in January. It was his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-How long have we been married? 6 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- What does he do that surprises you? Nothing. lol He is a self proclaimed non-romantic/spontaneous person. Although it's all the little things he does. Like I'll come home and all the dishes will be done and kitchen cleaned etc. I'd take that over flowers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- What is your favorite feature of his? His smile. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- What is his best quality? Everyone loves him. I don't know anyone who has anything bad to say about him and he's just REAL. He'll tell you how it is no matter how embarrassed I get from that. :) He has said some doozies in front of the missionaries. lol But that is just him. He's not shy not to act himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Does he have a nickname for you? P-Dawg. Although that is more Quinner's doing. But that is what he calls me. Or Babe. Hopefully not the pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- What is his favorite food? Halibit. Or McDonalds. Flank steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- What is his favorite sport? Probably golf or basketball. Flag football. I don't know. It depends on the time of year. I know it's NOT soccer. (loser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- When did you first kiss? HAA HA This is a funny story actually. It was ofcourse, our first/second date. (funny story about that too. But it was technially our second date). He walked me to the door and I freaked out. It was just weird to think that I'd be kissing Drew Ditts... So it took awhile for me to stop giggling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- What is your favorite thing to do as a couple? Go out to eat. Or to a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- Do you have any children? Two! Lucy and Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- Does he have any hidden talents? Umm...I'd have to think about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- How old is he? 34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- What is his favorite music? 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- What do you admire about him? He doesn't hold grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- What's his favorite color? Blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- Will he read this? I'll make him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- Who said "I love you first"? He did. He remembers it. I don't. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- Who do I tag??? Steph B, January, Hollie, Terrilynn. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5846185363636086815?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5846185363636086815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5846185363636086815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5846185363636086815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5846185363636086815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hubster.html' title='My Hubster'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-6731542979875289663</id><published>2008-12-10T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:33:40.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frozen People'/><title type='text'>Frozen People</title><content type='html'>Lucy cracks me up everyday as I've mentioned before. We were just playing with her Little People Christmas set. She has a little Santa Claus she just brought to me. I was ofcourse trying to play and was like "Oh, hi Santa!" and she so brilliantly said, "No..Mom. No. They don't talk. Little People don't talk because they are frozen." I just thought it was so funny. She just proceeded to tell me that Santa has a big fat belly. "Like you Mom." *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-6731542979875289663?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/6731542979875289663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=6731542979875289663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6731542979875289663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6731542979875289663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/frozen-people.html' title='Frozen People'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7370143054481244274</id><published>2008-12-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:29:22.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry'/><title type='text'>Laundry...My Nemisis</title><content type='html'>Why do I hate laundry so much? Is it the folding...the hanging....the clean smell? Okay, it's not the clean smell. However, I do hate laundry with a passion. No, I don't hate it, I loathe it. It's not the doing it, it's the putting it away. My laundry room currently has about 5 loads to put away. I get caught up, then I think I won't do another load until the load in the dryer is put away. And then I'll say, "Oh, I can just do it tomorrow." Tomorrow turns into the next day and the next day etc. until I just become overwhelmed and we live out of our laundry room when we need to get changed/dressed. My daughter comes to me in the morning to get dressed and she unfortunatly knows to go to the laundry room. There was one time where I was actually caught up and she was yelling at the top of her lungs in the laundry room. Why? She was frustrated she couldn't find her clothes. Love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you have any brilliant tips to getting my laundry done in a timely manner, please share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I actually got up this morning and picked up my house and put some things away. But I sit here now, wasting away time on the stupid computer instead of folding and putting away clean clothes. Everytime I walk by the laundry room, I hesitate. Thinking I'll start, but then I just scrunch up my nose in disgust and hurry on by, ignorning the mountainous pile. It reminds me of Pee Wee's Big Adventure. When he's saving the animals in the pet store and he keeps walking by the snakes with that look on his face. The look of REALLY not wanting to. That is the look on my face everytime I walk by my laundry room. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7370143054481244274?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7370143054481244274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7370143054481244274' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7370143054481244274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7370143054481244274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/laundrymy-nemisis.html' title='Laundry...My Nemisis'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4705515680937269181</id><published>2008-12-04T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:17:03.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout Outs'/><title type='text'>SHOUT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID "BLUE"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;You little blog stalker you..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-4705515680937269181?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4705515680937269181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4705515680937269181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4705515680937269181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4705515680937269181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/shout-out.html' title='SHOUT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5159875515407532279</id><published>2008-12-03T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:33:04.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome Christmas'/><title type='text'>Fah who for-aze! Fah who dor-aze!</title><content type='html'>Welcome Christmas, come this way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-if you don't know where that is from, you are a GRINCH. Get it...anyway. I LOVE Christmas. Almost as much as I love Halloween. There is a spirit in the air and I love the music and the smells and giving. I really do love to give rather than recieve, however, my list is quite long this year. Good thing we make TONS of money so I can get all the things I want right?! Now who is the Grinch? Just kidding. I'm going to ask Santa for a panini grill, some indoor soccer shoes, a SIZE 5 soccer ball. (I had to cap that for Santa. I have a size 3. Uh...we play with size 5 dude),  and a good vaccumm (help me again Morgs :)) I know what Santa is getting Drew and the kids. However, Santa has not gone shopping at all yet. His little Elf's haven't started making the toys for the kids and he's going to be heading out right on the deadline and cut it awfully close to the eve of Christmas. (that is when Santa get's paid). So it's going to be an interesting holiday. We have yet to put up our tree. We get a real tree every year. I love it! Nothing beats the smell. And if you wait about 3 days before Christmas, you get a really good deal. Well, hopefully this year we will be more on the ball. I need to put away my pumpkins and leaves and then it's out with the Christmas decor. When I'm done, it's going to look like Jolly 'Ol Saint Nick threw up in my house. So fah who for-aze  fah who dor-aze indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this super cute tag from a friend's blog. (thanks Steph) I totally ripped it off because I wasn't "tagged" persay. So here it is. Feel free to rip it off as well. It's a fun little questionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? BOTH! Depends who it is to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Real tree or artificial? Real all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When do you put up the tree? Uh...see previous script. About 3 days before Christmas. Just kidding. Right after Thanksgiving usually. That weekend. We are crack-a-slackin' this year. And it's a LAW to not put up your tree until Thanksgiving is OVER people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When do you take the tree down? Around New Year's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like Eggnog? Quite the fattening little drink. I do like it sometimes. I have to be in the mood for it. Drew loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? Probably my rollar blades or my Grape Escape game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hardest person to buy for? Drew's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Easiest person to buy for? Kyle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have a nativity scene? Yeah, somewhere. I think it's a pretty piddily one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail for sure. However, due to budget cuts, we are foregoing sending this year. Sorry. E-cards it will be if I get around to it. Don't feel bad if you don't get a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Ummmm Drew is going to laugh. My tennis racket. Why you ask?? Because Drew gave it to me the first Christmas (6 years ago) after we were married and it's still not strung. My fault really because I could just go get it strung, but I just haven't ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Christmas movie? A Christmas Story DUHHH! Just kidding. Probably&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually or Just Friends. Or any of the old classic cheesy animated with clay ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Umm...December 20th or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Ofcourse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Sara's peppermint cookies things that she refuses to give out the recipe. :) I'm not sure if she's still keeping it to herself, but she made it up pretty much and needs to take it to some place for a contest so she can win a million dollars. It's THAT yummy. I also get highly addicted to Reindeer Crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Lights on the tree? Yuppers. Who doesn't put lights on their tree?? Weird question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Christmas song? O Holy Night and Mary Did You Know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Stay home. It would be different if we lived away from our families but we are both Boise natives (well, in a sense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you name all Santa's reindeer? Yup. Ofcourse with the song. I use to think it was Donder instead of Donner, and Cupit instead of Cupid when I was a wee little tyke. Who came up with all those silly names anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Angel on the tree top or Star? Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Open presents Christmas Eve or morning? Christmas morning. Like most fams, we open jammies on Christmas Eve. Well the kids do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Rude people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite ornament? I'm not sure I have one. When I put up my tree, I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite Christmas dinner? Ham and all that yumminess of the usual feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Favorite Christmas cocktail? My new love is Wassil. Gma Jan made it and it was DELISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you want for Christmas this year? Again, see previous script. I want indoor soccer shoes, a vacccummmmm (ha ha Morgs, hey that is like three shout outs!), and a panini grill. OH, and a million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What don't you want for Christmas this year? Coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is something you have never done that you want to do for Christmas? Go to Hawaii. I agree Steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is the most likely to respond to this? I'm guessing EVERYONE because it's way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who is least likely to respond? Umm..see above. Everyone will respond to this dangit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. Pretty fun eh? Now get going with your answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5159875515407532279?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5159875515407532279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5159875515407532279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5159875515407532279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5159875515407532279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/fah-who-for-aze-fah-who-dor-aze.html' title='Fah who for-aze! Fah who dor-aze!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3174941920358042002</id><published>2008-12-03T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:23:17.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Random Updates</title><content type='html'>Looks like it's been awhile since I've posted anything. There really isn't anything too new. Besides Kyle rolling around like crazy. He rolls from his back to front on both sides. He rolls over and then gets mad because he doesn't like tummy time. Hence the reason why he rolled from his back to front first. He's hardly on his tummy because he cries after about 3 minutes. Oh well. He'll learn right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle had his 4 month check up. I've got huge kids. :) Lucy is in the 90th percentiles for her height and weight. Dr. Dr. Godfrey says her weight is prefect and in proportion for her height. So she DOES NOT have a big butt. :) Long story. The only bad thing is that we have to get her a new carseat. One that goes to 65lbs for the harness. I believe it's 4 before they can be in a high back booster and I'm a paranoid freak when it comes to carseat stuff so we'll probably be getting another one. Any recommendations? We've looked at a few. I want a Britax again, but it's not quite in the budget. So we'll probably get the Graco Nautilius. (sp?) Kyle is a big boy as well, but that was no secret. First thing anyone says is "What a chunk. Looks at those cheeks!" Which at times bothers me because IT DOES NOT MEAN that my child is predestined to be a fatty when he grows up. What people say is so tactless and rude. I swear. Anyway, he was about 50-something in the percentiles for his height and 90-something for his weight. Yeah, okay, so he's fat. :) He is healthy as can be. Except he's super grumpy today. He had shots yesterday and I can just tell he doesn't feel like himself today. He's being fussy right now and being the great mom that I am, I'm totally ignoring him and blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the biggest thing I want to talk about right now is TV. Biggest Loser!!! HELLO!!!?!?!? Did Pyper cry at it last night...um YEAH! I'm pathetic I know. How much do I hate Vicky? A lot. She soooo annoys me and I was so glad that she looked like crap after the makeover. I hated her red hair. It looked awful. But the main reason why it looked awful was because her face on Tyra was white. What....???? Why was her makeup so ugly? These people are suppose to be professionals. She was not made over for the good. She's definitely looked better. I think Heba's reaction to her brother got to me the most. It was so sweet and I loved how he said he'd take her anywhere if she lost 60 lbs. I really like Michelle. I'm rooting for her. She is beautiful! I won't put any spoilers in just incase someone DVRed it and hasn't watched it yet. But I can say....GO MICHELLE!!! Obviously she didn't get sent home. Also, Jullian has inspired me a little bit. When I'm working out, I imagine her saying things to me. Like "Come on. No crying. Don't be a baby. Push harder. I don't care if it hurts. PUSH IT" etc etc. It works. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else...Pampered Chef is going well. I LOVE IT!!! I am so motivated because each new month and even week there are prizes and things you can earn. I don't have any parties in December and I want to get a catalog show in before the19th. So if any of you are up to hosting a catalog show and earn some free stuff, let me know!!!! I'll even throw in a free something for you. I don't know what yet, but something good. :) I want to try to get 4 parties in before th 19th because I get some bonuses. You'd help me out a million times! I know...shameless....&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I'm a blog stalker. :) Usually I don't spend too much time on my blog or looking at other people's blogs, but I've found so many people I've known on other people's blogs that I just can't help myself. I hope nobody gets mad, but hey, why have a public blog if you don't intend for people to look. I found a whole lot of people I went to high school with off my friend Joleen's blog. :) Thanks girl. Ha ha. And people off their blogs etc etc. I'm a little embarrassed, but I admit it. I'm just curious to see what happened to people. What they are doing in their lives. Their kids. If they are still married. If they are still living in the area. I'm just having too much fun today when I should be dusting and vaccumming (Morgs, help me out. I STILL don't know how to spell that! UGGG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better write this so it holds me accountable. I keep saying I'm gonna do it, but it hasn't happened yet. I still want to get certified to teach step!! There. I said it. Now, DO IT PYPER. I swear, I have so many things that I want to do and I just do a little bit of it then stop. Why? I have no clue. I'm a jack of all trades, master of none. I hope this doesn't sound braggy, but I'm usually good at everything I try. Notice I say GOOD, not GREAT. So I've been doing certain things to gear up to teach step and then I'll go what...about 10 months doing nothing. Okay, okay, blame it on the babies. I've stopped doing step twice because of pregnancies. I really want to teach. I'd love to. I'd love to get paid for working out. Ya'll remember my beachbody.com post about becoming a coach right? I totally wanted to do that because I believe in beachbody but I couldn't afford it at the time. Well, it's still that time. ha ha So if I can get my butt in gear and since RENEE is moving back she can get me going again too. You know you want to help me Renee. I know it was sooooooooo much fun before for you. You know that you'd love to take me under your wing and teach me everything you know. Okay, I'm just begging now. So there. There is my post about becoming an aerobics instructor. So, hold me accountable for it. My goal is in a year to be able to teach. We'll see a year. Just remind me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm I think that is about it for now. I figure it's taken me all day to write this stupid post because I keep getting distracted and coming back to it. So if it seems really random and incoherent, that's why. So long for now. I'll try to come up with more exciting stuff next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3174941920358042002?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3174941920358042002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3174941920358042002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3174941920358042002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3174941920358042002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-updates.html' title='Random Updates'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-924922023019007357</id><published>2008-11-18T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:33:06.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Breaking News!!!</title><content type='html'>Kyle just rolled over!! Twice!!!!! WOO HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-924922023019007357?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/924922023019007357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=924922023019007357' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/924922023019007357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/924922023019007357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5682741798665279026</id><published>2008-11-18T19:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:30:13.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Testimony'/><title type='text'>Prayers and Answers</title><content type='html'>I know it's soooo stupid to have a prayer over a TV. And even most stupid to have a testimony of prayer over a TV. This however is a MAJOR blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how Lucy broke my sister's TV. It would've been about $1400 or so. Well, I called our homeowners insurance and they are taking care of it. I prayed and prayed that something would be covered and we'd have help. All through this, when I prayed I just felt that it was going to be okay, and that it was going to be covered somehow. But still, there was that stress of it. However, I knew Heavenly Father answered my prayer. Honestly, I do not know how we would've paid for it. It's not the matter of paying for it. It was HOW. And if any of you know me, you know we don't have a $1400 dollars just laying around. We are having some financial issues right now. I don't think we could've even opened a credit card for it either. I swear that if it wasn't going to be covered, I was going to have a nervous breakdown and go off the deep end. I was sooooo ready to give up. Literally. There isn't just the TV issue that is making me crazy. So don't think I'm that lame for going off the edge for a TV crisis. But I think Heavenly Father knew that. Ha ha. Ofcourse. So I made a deal with Him. And He really listened to me. He really answered me. There are so many other issues but I know He is watching out for us and I know that everything is going to be okay. No matter what.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my lameness. I have a testimony about a TV. ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5682741798665279026?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5682741798665279026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5682741798665279026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5682741798665279026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5682741798665279026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/prayers-and-answers.html' title='Prayers and Answers'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-9202895379169081574</id><published>2008-11-18T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:15:05.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anonymous'/><title type='text'>Real Quick</title><content type='html'>I know some people can figure out our last name somewhere, but I've tried not to include it on our main pages. So if you have our blog listed on your blog by our last name, can you please change it. Thanks! I don't to particularly go private, but I'd rather try to keep some personal stuff hidden. THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-9202895379169081574?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/9202895379169081574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=9202895379169081574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9202895379169081574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9202895379169081574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-quick.html' title='Real Quick'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3505959893098047990</id><published>2008-11-13T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:45:47.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>I've Been MIA</title><content type='html'>I've basically been MIA because November is doing a repeat of October in being that it's one trial after another. I'm sure there is a greater plan to all this madness and a few lessons to be learned. We'll all look back and laugh one day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the latest and greatest news is that Lucy broke my sister's LG LCD HD 42" TV. Yeah, lots of abbrev. in there aren't there. I was over watching my sister's kids while they took their oldest for a birthday date. They were watching Kung Fu Panda and Lucy decided to hit the TV with a toy light saber. Anyway, it's a pretty dang spendy TV and I have no idea how we are going to pay for it. I'm sooo not worried about paying them the money and making it right. I'm just worried HOW we are going to do it. I've called our Home Owners Insurance and in our policy, it looks like there will only be $500 at most to be put towards it. My sister called theirs, but I'm not sure what they said. So at any rate, it's going to be a pretty penny and hopefully there will be a quick solution. Drew said "Well, that's a trip to Disneyland." *sigh*  Let's say....STRESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see....what else has been going on lately....? Lucy had a sleepover for her birthday and I have a ton of pictures from it that I need to post. That was a great thing! She had a blast. Kendall and Kate came over for a last minute sleepover. The girls had a blast making cupcakes and decorating them. Making candy necklaces, and watching a movie. They played nonstop and didn't go to bed until about midnight!! I had a grouchy girl the next morning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, her friend Charlotte is spending the night tonight. This has become a new thing that Lucy is always asking for. She is LOVING this sleepover thing. It's so fun to watch her grow up. I was so mad at the situation with the TV and felt so bad for being so mad at her. She's three and doesn't understand expenses and such. I was really hard on her and sometimes I forget she's only three. I expect her to act more grown up sometimes and understand, but I also need to remember to let her be a little girl. She keeps saying the funniest things so I'll have to keep up on the Lucy-isms more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is getting BIG! He's got the chunkiest cheeks ever and is so stinkin' cute. He's almost rolling over. So close. He is reaching for toys and he chews like crazy. I'm convinced he's teething. Maybe a tooth won't come for awhile, but he's gnawing on my finger and his burp clothes and toys. It will be fun when he starts crawling and getting into things too! :) I'll have to re-baby proof my house. I need to get the kids' pictures taken really bad. Lucy hasn't had hers professionally taken since before she was one. Even if it's at JC Penny or something. Or Sears or El Cheapo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Lucy to Disney On Ice compliments of Grandma Jan!! It was AWESOME!!!!!!! They did a beautiful job and the costumes were amazing. I took a million pictures and I basically watched the show through the camera screen. Lucy loved it. She is totally obsessed with Minnie and Mickey Mouse now. I've taught her a few little songs and she is seriously, no joke, obsessed. :) I'm totally going to write a comment on disneyonice.com  This show was incredible and if it comes to a town near you, I highly suggest going. Okay, I think I liked it more than Lucy. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more news is that I'm now a Pampered Chef Consultant. I'm super excited!!!!! So those of you out there who want to host a party...by all mean, I'm your gal. :) There are a lot of reasons why I want to do it. Mainly, the market sucks and mortgages aren't cutting it. So I've stepped up and got a "job." I put that in quotes because really, I am looking forward to working. It's really not a job. It's fun! I get to meet a bunch of new people and just show em the goods. I can still be at home which is my ultimate goal. So I can do this at night at weekends while Drew watches the kids. I already have my four required parties set up so as long as they are at least $150, then I can just be done if I feel like this isn't working for me. Most parties average around $500 so I'm not too worried about making my quota. :) I basically got a bunch of super awesome stuff in the start up kit for $55.00 I used my show credit when I hosted so the kit cost me next to nothing. At any rate, like I said you blog stalkers you...if you want to order something or host a party, let me know! :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there has been so much more but I need to get the girls to bed and finish watching ER while I bawl. It's a sad episode tonight. But then I'll watch The Office and make it alllllll better. Onward and forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3505959893098047990?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3505959893098047990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3505959893098047990' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3505959893098047990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3505959893098047990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-mia.html' title='I&apos;ve Been MIA'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5590670369302472298</id><published>2008-11-05T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:27:30.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Obamaaaahhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>So, we've made history folks. Obama is our Pres. Congrats. I honestly don't know how I feel about it. If he does what he says he's going to do, Drew and I will actually be helped more so than if McCain would've won. I'm torn on some social issues and some healthcare issues. I need to research some more on them. I probably should've research before I voted. Ha ha. I didn't really like either candidate so whatever....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see what happens with the war, with our economy, and with healthcare. All I can say is, it's going to be an interesting 4 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5590670369302472298?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5590670369302472298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5590670369302472298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5590670369302472298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5590670369302472298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/obamaaaahhhhhhhh.html' title='Obamaaaahhhhhhhh'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-380146529058970689</id><published>2008-11-04T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:19:25.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween Pics'/><title type='text'>Googley Eyes</title><content type='html'>So, Betsy is going to laugh. Apparently, I couldn't take a normal picture on Halloween. In MOST of my Halloween pictures, I have these crazy googley eyes. I look a little psycho. I apologize for it. I promise I'm not out to get anyone nor will I be busting through a door with a hatchet saying "Heeeerrreee's Johnny" even though my eyes seem to match that characteristic. Oh well. Alas, here are my Halloween pictures. And my crazy googley eyes. Adam Sandler would be proud. "Hey, I'm crazy googley eyed bee keeper.....gimme some candy. Why are my eyes so crazy. I'm crazy gooogley eyes and I want some candy" lol I love it. (You'd have to understand Adam Sandler to get that. At least I wasn't Crazy Pickle Mustache" :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a blast for Halloween. It was chaotic and busy, but what day isn't? I took Lucy to my sister's trunk or treating in her ward while Drew stayed home to pass out candy. Then, we went trick or treating around our neighborhood to a few houses around the block. Drew and I then went to Tammy's Halloween party. Which was awesome!!! He's such a good sport to be apart of my crazy costume ideas. Thanks honey. Get it....HONEY!?!?! Maaarrr haarr haarrr. Anyway-I decided next year, we are taking Lucy to ONE trick or treating event. Not that it wasn't fun...but the fact is we have about 4 lbs or candy. Am I even letting my daughter eat any of it. No. Have I eaten it. Some. Is Drew going crazy with it. Yes. "Honey...do you want some lard with that...?" Haa ha (inside joke) So maybe we'll keep this candy and save it for next year's trick or treaters. Also, it seems that Halloween lasts a week. With playdate Halloween parties, and the YMCA Harvest Party and Boo at the Zoo (which we opted out of, but almost went) and then Halloween day. At least she got good use out of her costume and wore it enough to justify spending 20 bucks on one night. Although, I didn't buy her costume so yeah for me!!! So anyway, after you're much antipating, here are some pics. And my googley eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying a "Batty Breakfast"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855487053571570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGK8uYJfI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ByHThHPG2rA/s400/Halloween+08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264851720435397058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCCvs-n8cI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zuFDCJD9l98/s400/Halloween+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy and I before Trunk or Treating. She refuses to smile in pictures nowadays if we are "posing" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264851729200868370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCCwNoebBI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HK00UfzQwbc/s400/Halloween+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her costume. Such a cute little bee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264851739821670946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCCw1MrAiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/T2AbIIcsJI8/s400/Halloween+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What'd I get?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855497718638834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGLkdIKPI/AAAAAAAAAhc/isIK4p3QkYw/s400/Halloween+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Trick Or Treat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855505994201602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGMDSLOgI/AAAAAAAAAhk/rRC_QaA1KRk/s400/Halloween+08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know Lucy looks so cute in this pic right? :) However, this is the most decent one of me and Drew together. Awesome....when we get family pictures, it's gonna rock! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264851744152607778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCCxFVP3CI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0ORUmvjojs8/s400/Halloween+08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy Googley Eyes- Why oh why......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865493602824002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCPRaBob0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Z2gbfIPj1CY/s400/Halloween+08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865488058668802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCPRFXzVwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gAZTeX-mPxw/s400/Halloween+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kyle slept almost the whole time at the party. I got a costume for him. Why I bought a costume for a 3 month old is beyond me. Did he wear it....negatory. Oh well. He was also a bee. Keeping up with the theme of bees and bee keepers...if you didn't get it by the picture. If you didn't though, you are stupid. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855512491071314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGMbfJl1I/AAAAAAAAAhs/tpnGJW5CpcY/s400/Halloween+08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of this picture, next year I decided that Drew MUST be either Luigi or Mario and thus, providing another fun filled, themed costume Halloween. I will make Kyle be a toadstool and Lucy and be Princess Toadstool and maybe, just maybe....I'll be Bowser. :) Okay, probably not. But I'll be something. Maybe a portal tube or something. Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855515691191410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGMnaHjHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/utGNRnJTMrk/s400/Halloween+08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-380146529058970689?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/380146529058970689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=380146529058970689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/380146529058970689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/380146529058970689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/googley-eyes.html' title='Googley Eyes'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SRCGK8uYJfI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ByHThHPG2rA/s72-c/Halloween+08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-8601229780910959297</id><published>2008-11-01T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:29:07.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freebie'/><title type='text'>Freebie!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Want a chance to win a free Scentsy??? Go to ourbestbites.com and enter!!!!!!!!! Sara and Kate are awesome if you haven't checked out their cooking blog yet. SUUUWWEEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back later to post Halloween Pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-8601229780910959297?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/8601229780910959297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=8601229780910959297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8601229780910959297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8601229780910959297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/11/freebie.html' title='Freebie!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3326524765867212650</id><published>2008-10-31T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:21:05.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Have fun with the spooks tonight! I'll be posting lots of pics later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3326524765867212650?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3326524765867212650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3326524765867212650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3326524765867212650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3326524765867212650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5210260940690562122</id><published>2008-10-25T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:30:20.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>What A Difference A Year Makes</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe I have a 3 year old!!!! Her birthday at Chuck E Cheese went off without a hitch. A HUGE thanks to my sister, who spent a crapload of money. Sometimes I have to remember she has 3 kids she has to pay for. I went "cheap" for her birthday and like last year, we just all went dutch at Chuck E Cheese. So thanks again sis! I'm so glad you guys got to come. Also to Trudy. I'm so glad you guys could come also! It's not a bad treat once in awhile so thanks again for coming and also, dipping into the fund. :) ha haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some pics from last year. Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298838726334354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SQPjaxN1V5I/AAAAAAAAAew/jqXHeUKcHDo/s400/Halloween+2007+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298832982372226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SQPjab0Xb4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/M8Tx1bmZeYU/s400/Halloween+2007+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this year- HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG 3 YEAR OLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298846785730898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SQPjbPPV-VI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y-N08LDmieY/s400/PIcs+for+CD+10-23-08+292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298851684933538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SQPjbhfZ36I/AAAAAAAAAfA/vKVFPe2eW88/s400/PIcs+for+CD+10-23-08+337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PS-That fam pic of us makes me look like I have a gigantic gap in my front teeth. I don't. Just FYI. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5210260940690562122?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5210260940690562122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5210260940690562122' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5210260940690562122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5210260940690562122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-difference-year-makes.html' title='What A Difference A Year Makes'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SQPjaxN1V5I/AAAAAAAAAew/jqXHeUKcHDo/s72-c/Halloween+2007+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4427840322279139886</id><published>2008-10-21T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:28:21.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CEC'/><title type='text'>Still Around</title><content type='html'>I'm still here. I promise I will do better to post. I've been superbly stressed and busy. I really have no reason to complain because there are a few people I can think of that deserve to be stressed. I feel like I'm on a verge of a breakdown, but I'm holding it together for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to have a birthday party for Lucy on Saturday. Her birthday is tomorrow and we are going to Chuck E Cheese. Then I was going to have a friend party for her on Saturday. However, we are foregoing that due to various reasons. We decided to just invite family and a few of her playmates to Chuck E Cheese tomorrow night and call it good. Her cousin is going to be coming over on Saturday for a fun sleepover party and Lucy is fine with that instead of her "Shrek" party. She is satisfied with Chuck E Cheese as well. I'm just going to make some Shrek cupcakes to take so she'll think that is her Shrek party. :) I'm such an evil mom! She'll never know the difference. Boo at the Zoo is Saturday so we'll maybe go to that instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm incredibly indecisive and after driving around for a few hours today in search of Shrek stuff, none was to be found. No party invitations, no pinatas, no party favors, no decor. What happened...??? A few months ago, I saw Shrek stuff everywhere. Now that I need it, it's no where. Shrek must not be the "in" thing anymore. My daughter needs to catch up. Ha ha. So after stressing and stressing, I decided that I was doing the party more for me and MY friends, and decided to just forget it so I wouldn't lose my mind. It seems like such a stupid thing to lose a mind over. But quite honestly, I was about to. My friend Trudy probably thinks I'm nuts as I was tearing up over these stupid party plans. We were trying to figure out what I needed and she was so awesome to come help me decide on a few things. She really can think I'm nuts after this! ha ha But it wasn't just the party. There have been a lot of things going on in our life that is stressful, and it's been hard. So instead of having my daughter suffer with an insane mom for the next few days, I decided to make an executive decision and I said "screw it." :) So onward and forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a million pictures to post. Well, okay, not a million. That would REALLY be insane. But I will get around to posting them. We went to a birthday party at Planet Kid and I took some cute pictures of the kids. Then Drew had to go and use my camera. I'm sure he deleted some of those pics because those were the most current and I didn't have a chance to put those on my computer. Ugggg. So maybe you'll get Planet Kid pics, maybe you won't. It's a mystery until tomorrow when I get my memory card back from Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking a bunch of pics for Lucy's OFFICIAL birthday tomorrow at Chuck E Cheese. I LOVE CEC. Let me tell you how incredible they are. Last year they were so accomodating and they really did some special things for Lucy even though we didnt' book a party through them. I hope they will be as awesome tomorrow. I need to write a letter. Suck up a little. :) Maybe we'll get some free things. ha ha. But seriously, they were incredible and I highly suggest having a party there! Even if you are an adult, go for broke man. Get out there. It's where a kid can be a kid! :) Although the pizza sucks.....but who goes there for the pizza...??? BTW-does anyone remember when it was Show Biz Pizza? Those were the days. I remember having a birthday party there once. "Bob" I think his name was, he kind of creeped me out. His nose was falling off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-4427840322279139886?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4427840322279139886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4427840322279139886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4427840322279139886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4427840322279139886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-around.html' title='Still Around'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-542760115336430670</id><published>2008-10-15T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:09:09.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag, You're It</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged. I have actually been tagged by numerous "tagging games" so I'm going to try to catch up. Lisa-thanks for the tag girl!!! :) And Julie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random/weird things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I won't eat food that is the same color as the plate, or bowl. Especially a bowl. Weird, I know. If I'm at a hostesses house for dinner or something, I try really hard to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have an INCREDIBLY bad habit of interupting people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I try really hard to say no, but I can't. I'm too much of a people pleaser. I'm a peacemaker and I just want everyone to be happy. Hence the reason why I'm overloaded this month. I just can't say no. Except when it comes to drugs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I ALWAYS have the TV on. Okay, maybe not always, but about 98.7% of the time. Even if I'm not watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to read. Once I start a book, I have to finish it. No matter how long it takes me, and no matter how lame the book is. That is why I read all of "Wicked" Lisa, how's that going for you? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm constantly complaining. Sorry about that. Maybe it has a lot to do with me not saying no. Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I always sleep in the middle of the bed. Drew is always making fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round #2 One Word Answers Only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? Rocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? Crazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Icecream (give me a break, it's one word. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? Forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? Skinny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? Loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Skinny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? Betsy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What you're not? Virgin (Drew's answer for me :) haa haa sorry) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Boise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? Tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? Off (surprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? Stinkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? Slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? Frazzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? Crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? Maternity! :) WOO HOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? Goodwill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Love someone? Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30. When is the last time you laughed? Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-542760115336430670?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/542760115336430670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=542760115336430670' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/542760115336430670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/542760115336430670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag, You&apos;re It'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-6725677289466244172</id><published>2008-10-15T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:39:59.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October Stress'/><title type='text'>October Stresses</title><content type='html'>I've officially renamed the month of October, to STRESS MONTH!!! Seriously. There is so much going on this next few weeks that I want to pull my hair out. It's really my fault, with over booking stuff and such. But come on people. Enough is enough already. I want a break. I need a vacation. I just went on vacation.....but I need a vacation from my vacation. What is worse is that I'm an awful mom an didn't take one single picture on our vacation. We even went to the resort and I still didn't take any. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm trying to plan Lucy's birthday party. It will be the 25th of Oct. I think I'll have the kiddos paint pumpkins. I'm going to have garbage bags that the kids can "wear" so they don't get paint on their clothes. But I"ll also say in the invite that we'll be doing that, so they can plan to wear some play clothes. Any other brilliant ideas? I have about 500 ideas, but I don't know where to go with it. I thought about doing a Halloween, costume party, but not if they are going to be painting. I'm sure all the parents would love for them to get paint on their costumes. ;) Lucy wants a "Shrek" party. She's obsessed with Shrek and Wow Wow Wubbzy right now. Drew and I are going to take her to Chuck E Cheese for her actual birthday on the 22nd. We'll get a sitter for Kyle and that way, it's Lucy Special Day. Then that night, we'll invite grandparents, and fam to pizza and cake and ice cream. And Sat will be her friend birthday. It's quite a lot if you ask me. But oh well. She's SOOO excited for her birthday and asks everyday when her birthday is. I show her on the calendar and she's counting down the days. So-what do you do for a 3 year olds birthday? Any ideas??? And, does anyone have a space heater I can borrow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing going on. I'm having a Pampered Chef party the 28th. So in all this craziness, I said yes to have one. Ugg. Oh well. So I'm trying to get prepared for that. And we have preschool going on, and field trips for preschool, and in all this, it's HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I do this to myself? Why does everything always happen in one to two weeks. After October is over, I'll be bored until mid November. Then the craziness starts again. And it doesnt' end until January, oh let's say...6th or so. Someone send me a straight jacket and a rubber room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-6725677289466244172?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/6725677289466244172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=6725677289466244172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6725677289466244172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6725677289466244172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-stresses.html' title='October Stresses'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3379691017194693959</id><published>2008-10-13T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:14:56.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BCA'/><title type='text'>Save 2nd Base</title><content type='html'>My friend Sara posted a comment on the Breast Cancer Awareness post. I thought it was pretty funny. Everyone needs to check out. I just looked at it (finally) and I totally am going to buy a shirt. Okay, maybe I won't have the guts to wear it around, but maybe I'll buy the sweats instead. Or the bag. Go check it out! You'll laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save2ndbase.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3379691017194693959?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3379691017194693959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3379691017194693959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3379691017194693959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3379691017194693959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/save-2nd-base.html' title='Save 2nd Base'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5388698707308911765</id><published>2008-10-13T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:17:10.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name Game'/><title type='text'>Fess Up</title><content type='html'>Alright-Who voted "Change It" Ha ha. You are outnumbered so it doesn't matter anyway. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5388698707308911765?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5388698707308911765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5388698707308911765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5388698707308911765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5388698707308911765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/fess-up.html' title='Fess Up'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7959369901254637090</id><published>2008-10-13T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:15:37.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween Is Going To Suck This Year</title><content type='html'>Thought this was appropriate! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256765249718262866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SPPIJKETHFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/nMtcpvBY-c4/s400/Sucky+Halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7959369901254637090?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7959369901254637090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7959369901254637090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7959369901254637090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7959369901254637090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-funny.html' title='Halloween Is Going To Suck This Year'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SPPIJKETHFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/nMtcpvBY-c4/s72-c/Sucky+Halloween.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4931062238551378285</id><published>2008-10-08T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:31:30.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paused'/><title type='text'>Blog Pause</title><content type='html'>Hey, just letting those 2 people who read my blog (ha ha, I'm soooo funny) know that I will be paused until probably Sunday or Monday. I'm sure I'll post tonight, but just incase, I'll "see" you next week. Have a wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-4931062238551378285?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4931062238551378285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4931062238551378285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4931062238551378285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4931062238551378285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-pause.html' title='Blog Pause'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5904585851853358976</id><published>2008-10-05T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:11:22.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breast Cancer Awareness'/><title type='text'>Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>Just a reminder that October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. So do your self exams, and get your mammograms if you are at that point. My mom is a SURVIVOR!!!!! So I know how important it is to catch it early, and to get those tests done. Especially if it runs in your family. I saw on Oprah the other day that they are really pushing for early detection and having mammograms early if you are high risk. They were talking about 35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. There are also tests that can be done that insurance does not cover. Especially if you have dense breast tissue, you might need further tests to see if there are any abnormalities. So I hope they push for insurance companies to pay for those necessary tests. Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Applegate&lt;/span&gt; had a double mastectomy. She was 36. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be proud to wear pink this month!!!! I know there are a few people who will be remembering some loved ones this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5904585851853358976?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5904585851853358976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5904585851853358976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5904585851853358976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5904585851853358976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/breast-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Breast Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-121230632718351472</id><published>2008-10-05T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:04:23.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited for October. I love it. It's my favorite month I think. I love Halloween, and the spirit of the season. I love Fall. I love the leaves changing, and the smells and sounds and the crispness of the air. I just love it. I was excited to put Halloween music on my playlist and love my background. So fun!! I love the movies. Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown is classic. And all the "scary" movies that come out. Ones that I thought were soooo scary when I was little and now they are kind of goofy funny/scary. I love the music and decorations. I can't wait to start buying stuff after Halloween to start for next year. I've told myself every year that I will buy things half off or 75% off the next few days after Halloween so I can have it for next year. I haven't yet. I will this year. I have a few things but this is one of those Holidays that I actually decorate for, and love to go all out. Our first year in this house, I totally went all out decorating. I had spider webs everywhere. I want to go semi-all out this year. We'll see how far I get. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Halloween, the kids were going to be bees and Drew and I were going to be bee keepers. But now Lucy is totally stuck on being a cat. I don't know where she got the idea from. Infact, I've been saying that a lot. Where she picks up on things. It's amazing how "sponge-y" they are at this age. Anyway, so if I can get her to wear her super cute bee costume, that is still the plan. But if she is still screaming about being a cat, we might have to just give in. I'm trying to get her excited to be a bee. We might have to rent Bee Movie again and see if that does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking Lucy trick or treating. She had so much fun last year. She ran from house to house. We invited a couple and their little girl over last year for dinner and trick or treating. I'm such a loser face and I STILL need to give her pictures. Wow, it's almost been a year. And we both have had additions to our families. I need Katie's new address. So if anyone has it, let me know through email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from last year. We looked awesome. Poor Lucy had to be Scooby Doo. It was sad that I made my little girl a dog. Oh well. I just wanted to be Velma really bad. I've had these stupid orange tights and orange turtle neck forever and finally I thought, let's do it. Let's just be the gang. I was going to have Lucy be Daphne but couldn't find a small enough costume. And I wasn't going to pay 50 bucks for one. So, Scooby it was. I hope she'll forgive me. Drew made a great Shaggy also. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253884675678236322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SOmMRrirbqI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XmzPT6xXdyY/s400/Halloween+2007+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253884673250527426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SOmMRif3iMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z6l-qhkgvII/s400/Halloween+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253884678414420450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SOmMR1vCSeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qm9koXiYqfw/s400/Halloween+2007+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you going to be? Do you dress up? What are your kids going to be? What are your favorite Halloween traditions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-121230632718351472?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/121230632718351472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=121230632718351472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/121230632718351472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/121230632718351472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SOmMRrirbqI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XmzPT6xXdyY/s72-c/Halloween+2007+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-9179008427240082531</id><published>2008-10-05T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:55:28.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Stays'/><title type='text'>And So It Stays</title><content type='html'>Okay, now I've shown all my friends how really crazy I am. And someone fess up, who voted "It's Okay" ;) lol I did the exact same thing with Lucy. I'm a freak. I'm weird. I admit it. Oh well. Maybe one day, I will have it all together. So Kyle it is. Basically what started this whole thing is that my friend changed the name of her baby. Then I thought about how we only decided on Kyle a week before he was born and then I freaked out. THEN-some stinkin' lady at the store asked me what his name was and I said "Kyle" ofcourse, and she goes "Oh, I know two gay guys that are named Kyle." Seriously...??? Did I not just tell you that my son's name is Kyle. People need to keep that kind of information to themselves. People have no tact I swear.  So who cares about her. I know 3 Kyle's that are massively cute, and super cool, and so NOT gay. SO there. I asked Lucy the other day if we should change Kyle's name and she goes "NOOOOOOOO!! Mom, he's SO a Kyle." lol It was kind of funny how she said it. I've never asked her if he was a Kyle, but she probably heard me ask my mom or something. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway-so yes, I am nuts. Yes, I'm a dork. Yes, that is all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-9179008427240082531?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/9179008427240082531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=9179008427240082531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9179008427240082531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9179008427240082531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-it-stays.html' title='And So It Stays'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1370437750846362402</id><published>2008-10-03T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:44:28.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name Game'/><title type='text'>Name Anxiety</title><content type='html'>(See poll to the right) I went through the same thing with Lucy. I wasn't sure if I liked her name and even at a year or so, I went through another little "freak out" about her name. I'm doing the same thing with Kyle's name now. It's normal for me, so I'm not too worried. I care WAY too much about what other people think also. When people ask me what my kids names are, I ofcourse tell them. Their response is "Ohhhh, I love the name Lucy. It's sooo cute." And with Kyle, it's "Oh." Most the time. Just "Oh." Maybe it's because it's not a super common name and it's a name people don't hear as often as Jack, or Samuel, or Alex (all names we considered). Maybe people just don't like that name. I know one of my family members (not on my side. :)) wasn't too fond of it. It's a nice normal name to me. I've always liked the name Kyle. I know a few Kyle's who are awesome. But now, I'm freaking out if we should change it. Ugggg. I'm almost hesitant to write this on here because I don't want to change it, but I need to know if it's just a lame name. I look at him, and there are times he's totally a Kyle, and there are times I'm not sure it fits him. I like other names, but I just haven't found any other names that I like better or that I would use on him. At any rate, give a shout out to his name. Help this poor, crazy, anxiety ridden mother. Like I said, I probably won't change it. And I don't even know why I'm asking, because if it turns out that no one likes it, I'm really going to be a mess. I have lost sleep over this. Let me sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't know how people make decisions. :) I'm can't make decisions (apparently). I go to McDonalds and sit there staring at the menu for 15 minutes, only to order the same thing every time. So I don't know how people name their kids while they are pregnant and stick with that name. I can't name my kids until they are born. And even then, I can't name them until we are signing out of the hospital. If Drew hadn't said "we aren't leaving the hospital without our kids' named," they would still be baby 1 and baby 2. Seriously. I also think it's a tad too late to change his name now. He's almost 10 weeks. Lucy is very satisfied calling him Kyle. So maybe that is just how it is and I need to get over this whole anxiety thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-1370437750846362402?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1370437750846362402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1370437750846362402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1370437750846362402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1370437750846362402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/name-anxiety.html' title='Name Anxiety'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-8709795249900089166</id><published>2008-10-03T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:32:20.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restless'/><title type='text'>I Spoke Too Soon</title><content type='html'>My bragging about my son sleeping 6-8 hours every night has jinxed me. The last 2 or so nights, he's been having a very unrestful night. As have we. I'm not sure his problem. We are bad and sometimes during the day, we put him on his tummy. He stays asleep that way for about 2 hours or so. Sometimes 2 1/2 - 3 hours. I don't know what is going on. He's got a bad falling reflex. You know, the reflex where babies are completely asleep and all the sudden their arms and legs flail. It wakes him up every 5 minutes if he's on his back. This is what he's been doing at night. We aren't going to put him on his tummy at night. That just makes me too nervous. I bet once he starts rolling over, he'll be a tummy sleeper. Lucy was. Until then, it will only be about 4 or so total hours of sleep for us. Anyone have any tips? BTW-it could potentially be teething. I know I know, 10 week baby, teething. Whatever. But there is a little white thing on his upper gum It's not sharp, and it's not red. So I highly doubt it's a tooth. But maybe it's the gum that is white before a tooth comes. Lucy teethed super early. I think she had a tooth at 3 1/2 months that was all the way through. So we'll see. I don't know what to do to get this kid sleeping again. All I know is that I need a goodnight sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-8709795249900089166?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/8709795249900089166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=8709795249900089166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8709795249900089166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8709795249900089166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-spoke-too-soon.html' title='I Spoke Too Soon'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1418502752453396366</id><published>2008-10-03T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:25:41.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars and Dying'/><title type='text'>Scared Of Cars, And Am I Going To Die?</title><content type='html'>Lucy has been coming into our room at night for the last 3 weeks or so. Why....? She is "scared of the car." Where she got this idea from, I have no idea. One night, she was scared of the truck. Last night she was scared of the purple car. So, I have these crazy conclusions. 1) I've scarred her for life. For when we cross the street or are in a parking lot, I tell her how fast cars can go and they can hurt her. This is most likely the reasoning behind these car fears. 2) Her bedroom is on the side of the house. So maybe she is psychic and some erratic driving car is going to crash through the fence and into her room.  Most likely, this is not the reason. But she does say she is scared of the car "in her room." So, she comes into our room to avoid getting run over in her room by a crazy car. 3) She might see headlights coming through her window in her room.  I do not think this is the answer, but by all means, every little option counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is my daughter scared of cars? Was it Momma drilling into her head that we DO NOT cross the street with holding hands, or run around in parking lots??? Is it her incredible forseeing mind? I don't know. Until then, we'll continue to have her in our bed for an hour every night until she falls into a deep sleep so Drew can go take her back to bed. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, another question. Am I going to die? This is what my almost 3 year old daughter asked me today. Drew and I were talking and I said what a bad headache I had in the front of my head. So Lucy goes "Mom, are you going to die?" I almost cried. It was the saddest thing I've ever heard her say. Where she heard about dying, I don't know either. So, cars and death. It's been a busy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-1418502752453396366?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1418502752453396366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1418502752453396366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1418502752453396366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1418502752453396366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/10/scared-of-cars-and-am-i-going-to-die.html' title='Scared Of Cars, And Am I Going To Die?'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5552634567615705889</id><published>2008-09-30T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:12:07.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid Direct TV'/><title type='text'>Super IRRITATED</title><content type='html'>So, I'm not that much of a complainer. If I get mayo on my sandwich in a resturant, I'm not one of those who complain.  I don't call companies and complain if the service is less than adequate. However, today is the day I'm going to rage at Direct TV. I don't want to. I really want to be nice, but they have made me sooooooooooooo mad. (Sorry Betsy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started about 3 months ago. We asked them for a DVR and they told us they didn't have any in stock. Okay. Whatever. So they said they'd call when the did. Yeah, right. I finally called them (thanks for Betsy) to ask them about it. This was about 3 or 4 weeks ago. They got one all ordered up for me and it couldn't be here until the 29th of Sept. Yesterday. So good deal. We got it all scheduled up for yesterday between 12-4. (see previous post) Kyle had his doc appt yesterday so my awesome Dad came over to wait for the tech to come. The tech ended up calling and telling my Dad he was running 3 hours late and would be here about 5ish or so. I told my dad to leave and Drew rushed home to wait for him. The tech called back, talked to Drew and said he couldn't make it. (UGGGGG) Drew scheduled it for today between 12-4. No biggie. I was going to really call and complain because of that. Drew talked me out of it. I was still mad because I waited for 2 1/2 hours and then it was my Dad's time and and gas as well. This morning I took Lucy to preschool and came home and saw that there was a message from a tech from Direct TV. The message said that he could come out earlier. HURRAY! (just wait though) I called back and he said that someone took over his route so they'd be out shortly. I said my husband didn't know that I had a doc appt today when he scheduled and I either need to reschedule, or have the tech come out before 2:00 today. A man in the background said that we'll get someone over right away. No biggie. THEN-the tech called back and said that they couldn't do it. And that they didn't have the DVR in stock. What...excuse me??? What happend to the one that they ORDERED for me?? The one that they were suppose to bring yesterday???? There was a crotchity old lady in the background communicating between me and the tech and she said they couldn't "accomodate me at this time" WHAT?!?!?!?! So I asked him if there was a direct number to customer service I could call so I wouldn't be on hold for an hour to talk to someone. I had lots of complaints. I told him the story. I felt they they have given me the run around. They said they didn't have the MPG (or something like that) DVRs in. That is the upgraded one I guess...??? And they won't get them until October 20th. ???????? &amp;amp;%)*@&amp;amp;*$ I am soooo mad. Not only have they wasted my time. They wasted my Dad's time. My husband's time. And this was suppose to be taken care of 3 months ago. Then 2 months ago. Then a month ago. Then yesterday. When I called today to cancel the appointment if they couldn't be here by two, that is when they started in with the whole, "we dont' have the upgraded MPG DVRs you are suppose to get" So I feel like they've given me the run around because I "canceled" today. Uh...you were suppose to be here YESTERDAY. AND with my ORDERED DVR. Anyway, I'll call later this afternoon, I'm sure be on hold for an hour, and I'm sure I'll get some kind of compensation for it. I mean come on. I either better get another DVR for free, or I better get it for free and a credit to my account. This is ridiculous. Normally we love Direct TV. This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5552634567615705889?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5552634567615705889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5552634567615705889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5552634567615705889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5552634567615705889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/super-irritated.html' title='Super IRRITATED'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7945799151426962952</id><published>2008-09-29T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:56:54.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kids</title><content type='html'>With all the exciting things that have been happening in MY life lately, I've kind of forgotten about my kids. Well, not really. But I haven't blogged about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle had his 2 months well check appt today. He's a big boy. He's 13 lbs and 23" 75% for weight, and 29% for heighth. He better catch up on his heighth. I"m not too worried. Lucy did the same thing. Now, she's our bohemoth girl. Daddy and I are really mean. It's her nickname. We try not to say it too much around her. She is going to grow up and be bullemic or anorexoic or something. Ugggg. Anyway, Kyle is sleeping well and he goes about 6 hours or so on average. Sometimes it's 7 (ahhh heaven) and sometimes it's 3. He wakes up after his long span, eats and then goes back to sleep for about 3 more hours. Then wakes, eats and goes to sleep for another few hours. I love his tired cry. It's the cutest cry in the whole world. He got his immunizations today and he is not feeling so hot tonight. He's actually fussing right now so I better make this quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is doing great. She is a great big sister. Huge helper. She got her stitches out today. She was a very brave girl. It hurt her a little because the skin grew over. I was diligent about keeping them clean but the last few days, I was slacking. She only cried for a few minutes and forgave Dr. Godfrew pretty quick when I told her we would get a sucker at the end. I cannot believe she'll be 3. It's ridiculous. She has been really whiny lately. I don't know if it's due to an attention thing, or age thing. She cries really easy the last few weeks. She has become bossy also. She is used to getting bossed around but after Kyle, she realizes she is a big sister and can be a boss too. Her poor friends. She loves to read books and she can actually read a few words. She writes her name. Pretty legibly infact. We are working in the "y"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I count my thousands of blessings with my children. At the doc's office today, there were about 3 severely handicapp children that came in. There was a little girl who looked like she had half a brain because her head was kind of in half. Hard to explain. There was a super rambuncous boy who I thought was way too out of control, but obviously he had some learning and maturity issues. I am so thankful for healthy kids. I even grabbed Lucy's hand at one point and kind of squeezed her hand to thank the Lord that I have her. And I looked down at Kyle's head and saw that he had a full skull and he was sleeping soundly away. What we take for granted. I love my children so much and again, am so grateful they are healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kyle has had it in his crib. I'll bring him in our bed tonight so we all can get some sleep. Poor little boy. He just looks at him like "Why Mom, why?" He has that look on his face that he just is so sad. Breaks my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7945799151426962952?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7945799151426962952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7945799151426962952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7945799151426962952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7945799151426962952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-kids.html' title='My Kids'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-5116613570775599429</id><published>2008-09-29T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:43:23.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy Times'/><title type='text'>Why Am I So Busy???</title><content type='html'>It seems like the Fall hits, and WHAM, I get hit with massive busy-ness. And, it seems like 5 things always fall on the one day I have something really important to go to. I have to pick and chose which activities or which things are most imporant. It's one thing after another. This week is ridiculously busy. Let alone I have to wait for the dang Direct TV tech tomorrow between&lt;br /&gt;12-4. Yes, 4 hour spans. Don't get me started. It was suppose to be today....uggg. Anyway, I can't do it tomorrow because Lucy has preschool, then it's off to the doc for me. Then I have to go to the Vital Statistics place to get Lucy's and Kyle's birth certificates. And I know something is going on tomorrow night. OH yeah, I'm meeting with some Team Beachbody members to finally get my website set up and do the whole "official" coach thing. Thank goodness for my DVR coming because I won't even try to watch "my stories." Now, only if I can quadruple myself so I can one of me can sit here for the Direct TV guy, one can take Lucy to preschool and pick her up. One can go to the gyno for me. (and that wouldn't be me, just my copy ;)) And one can go to the records place. Maybe I'll copy myself 5 times. Then I can be the one to sit by my imaginary pool, drinking imaginary margaritas, watching my imaginary pool boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is a freakin' disaster. I swear I cannot keep on top of things lately. Maybe it's because I'm gone all day, doing some crazy errands and running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Yes, while I wait for the Direct TV guy, which won't be tomorrow, but sometime, I will plan on getting some things done. Laundry put away. Deep vacumming (still can't spell that girls). Washing my windows. Cleaning our bedroom. Cleaning our bathroom. But wait, Kyle is crying for a bottle. And the phone rings. And then Lucy wants attention. The one time I'm at home, able to play with my kids and especially give Lucy some time for her games, I have other things to do. I don't want Lucy growing up hearing the classic Mom lines. "Not now" or "In a minute" or "I'm watching, really I am" or "Maybe in a few minutes. Let me get this done first".  I've said all those things to her at one time or another. However, the last few months since Kyle has been born, I have wanted to give her Lucy Time. So we play instead of me cleaning. Although, she helps me put the dishes away at times. She loves her dirt devil vaccuumm (however you spell it) and she walks right along the side of me with it while I vaccuumm. (:)) She actually likes to help clean. Is that fun? To her, yes. To me? No. So we play Dora Memory instead. Or we color and cut out paper. Which makes an ever bigger mess. And alas, I give up. I need about 2 days without kids (and sans husband) to get everything done that not only I want to do, but desperately need to do. For my sanity. For my husbands sanity. It really stinks that I can throw in our bed sheets in the morning, praising myself for getting something done, only to forget about them at 10:30 at night. Then deciding to make the bed using the old sheets that have a ginormous hole in them.  Maybe we should invest in a couple more sheet sets. Christmas present anyone??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is everyone else crazy busy? It probably won't slow down until after the new year. That is just how it is. Fall hits and you get slammed. It won't stop until after the holidays. Even then I am not sure anymore it will end. All I can say is thank goodness for great friends who keep me sane. :) Thanks for all the laughs. And all the help with making me ignore what I should really be doing at home and going to Gandolfos and Goodwill instead. :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-5116613570775599429?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/5116613570775599429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=5116613570775599429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5116613570775599429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/5116613570775599429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-im-i-so-busy.html' title='Why Am I So Busy???'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7763422377874679400</id><published>2008-09-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:49:43.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Beachbody'/><title type='text'>HOLY HORTON!!!</title><content type='html'>Some of you know that I'm now a fitness coach for Team Beachbody. Yes, super exciting!!! I've been with Beachbody for about 9 years. I started with Power 90 when I was in high school. Now, granted I haven't been consistent in those 9 years. But alas, my time has come. It's on baby. And as "Siren" would say, "BRING IT." Anyway, if any of you out there want more info on becoming a coach, being super fit, hanging out with super cool people like I have this whole weekend, and making some money, then let me know. It's a sweet business opportunity. I know, I know. "Business Opportunity" *shudder*. But seriously, it's not like anything else. Especially because it's all about promoting fitness and being fit, which I am passionate about. I can't "sell" a phone service, or even a healthy juice. But I can talk about Beachbody.com. I don't care if I make money with it. I'm just jazzed at being able to help people. And especially being accountable to workout, and stay fit. Practice what I preach. So "business opportunity" aside, I'm STOKED! Like I said, I haven't always been consistent with working out. I'm a typical girl. Typically jealous of my fit sister in laws and friends. Typically a yo-yo dieter and exerciser. Typically fluctuating between weights. 150 lbs here, 125 lbs there. It's annoying. But enough is enough. I'm sick of looking at other girls and judging myself compared to them. Right now, I'm doing Slim in 6 by Debbie Siebers. It's an awesome starting point because as most of you know, I had a baby 2 months ago. Then, I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE Turbo Jam. I'll probably do a round of that. Then, it's on to P90 X. Which scares the poo outta me. ;) But I WILL do it. I WILL get amazing results and I WILL tell everyone I know about it. If anyone of you have ever seen a Beachbody.com informercial, you know how amazing it is to see the testimonials. It works. I've done other workouts. I've done the whole "Bun and Thigh Roller" I've done step workouts, I've done everything. But Beachbody works for me. Crazy works. If you have a program that works for you, stick with it. All you have to do is workout and stay healthy. I'm telling you, working out is such a science and it's AMAZES what our bodies do and how they act/feel/work when you stay healthy and fit. I'm getting so scatter brained in this post. :) ADD is kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said. I started with Beachbody 9 years ago with good 'ol Tony Horton kickin my butt. Never in my WILDEST dreams would I ever think I would meet him, let alone talk to him like an old friend, let alone WORK OUT WITH HIM. I am lucky enough to have a connection with a friend who started Team Beachbody in Idaho. So, lucky me! I got to go hang out with Valerie Waugaman who is "Siren" on American Gladiators (see previous post), and talk with Tony and get my butt kicked by him today in an amazing workout, and just hang out with a super awesome group of people from our team. It has been an incredible weekend. I cannot believe I just worked out with Tony Horton. I'm calling it Celebrity September. We met Jim Gaffigan, talked with the Biggest Loser couple, and now the Beachbody studs and stud-ettes. Alrighty, enough of this crazy, random, scattered post. Here are some pics!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tammy, Betsy and me with Valerie "aka "Siren" This is our "nice" pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786135753101138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SN6KK60cD1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/A9llVJAKpgg/s400/Team+Beachbody+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our "Gladiator, Kick Butt" pose. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786139345247810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SN6KLIM33kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/vJUUQcPHbiU/s400/Team+Beachbody+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So you are thinking to yourself, why on EARTH did I post a pic of Val's bum. Well, let me tell you why. I couldn't stop staring at it!! She is beautiful, but her butt, even more beautiful. I want her butt. On me ofcourse. So she is my inspiration. She gave a super awesome motivating speech today and she had some awesome ideas that I'm going to try. So yes, this is her butt, and yes, one day I will have one just like it. ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786147039237762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SN6KLk3Q1oI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Em3G2eFQtDk/s400/Team+Beachbody+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And here's "The Man" Tony was incredible. Super nice. Super funny. Super ripped back. It was funny to put my arm around him and feel the muscle bursting through his shirt. Everytime he turned it was like a new muscle popped out to say "Hello, I'm awesome" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786142818112162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SN6KLVI3kqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/MIam5DvDvDY/s400/Team+Beachbody+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to get in the BEST shape of your LIFE, email me, call me, come talk to me. No matter what level you are at. No matter your size, shape, or experience. Believe it or not, I know a lot about fitness. So, it's time I use my knowledge to good use and do it and show others how to do it. Not only am I getting the bod I want, I'm preventing every ailment that runs in my family. Diabetes, high blood pressure, heart problems. Even if I remain a size 8. and still am fit, that is all that matters. I want to be here for my kids. Be fit and healthy and play with them. I'm doing it for myself yes, but there is a grand scheme of things. I want my kids to be healthy and set an example to them as well. Have them workout with me. Have them have a mother who gets her bum off the couch, or computer and play with them and most importantly, have energy to play with them. Not watch them from the sidelines. I've done Slim in 6 for 3 weeks now, and I've already lost inches and my clothes fit better, and I have a gazillion times more energy than what I did. It is seriously amazing and I want you to feel amazing too. As soon as I get my website set up, I'll put a link on here with more info about becoming a coach and how to order Beachbody products. Here is to a Happy Fitness Day. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7763422377874679400?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7763422377874679400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7763422377874679400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7763422377874679400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7763422377874679400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/holy-horton.html' title='HOLY HORTON!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SN6KK60cD1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/A9llVJAKpgg/s72-c/Team+Beachbody+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-8174891449715901248</id><published>2008-09-25T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:24:42.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>Tonight Is The Night!!!!</title><content type='html'>WOO HOO&lt;br /&gt;The Office- Southpark Style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250084831617802290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNwMVpU-4DI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UfP8oudyKk4/s400/Office+Southpark+Style.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sooo excited. But I'm SOOOOOOO sad. I won't be able to watch it tonight. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead, I get to go hang out with this chica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250087563898665410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNwO0r3gOcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yEbwq3bBSbY/s400/Siren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup-that is "Siren" from American Gladiators! I will miss The Office, but this is a once in lifetime chance to go literally hang out with her. She'll even be making her "Green Goddess" smoothie for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-8174891449715901248?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/8174891449715901248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=8174891449715901248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8174891449715901248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8174891449715901248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/tonight-is-night.html' title='Tonight Is The Night!!!!'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNwMVpU-4DI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UfP8oudyKk4/s72-c/Office+Southpark+Style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4516859125034111616</id><published>2008-09-24T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:01:24.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It Really THAT Big Of Secret?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249649327988369186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNqAP_4dZyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/rOxRBrdr1VQ/s400/clay+aiken.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/3508722461480982678-4516859125034111616?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4516859125034111616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4516859125034111616' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4516859125034111616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4516859125034111616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-it-really-that-big-of-secret.html' title='Was It Really THAT Big Of Secret?????'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNqAP_4dZyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/rOxRBrdr1VQ/s72-c/clay+aiken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-2675658416487655449</id><published>2008-09-22T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:18:06.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Fitness Finish'/><title type='text'>Crossing The Line</title><content type='html'>Women's Fitness Finish Line: At 4:39, our group is seen. At that time, if you see the red umbrella, my head is right above it. I'm wearing a black trash bag (who isn't) and pushing a green stroller. See me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ktvb.com/video/index.html?nvid=284852"&gt;http://www.ktvb.com/video/index.html?nvid=284852&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-2675658416487655449?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/2675658416487655449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=2675658416487655449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2675658416487655449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2675658416487655449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/crossing-line.html' title='Crossing The Line'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7740710429677184767</id><published>2008-09-22T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:50:46.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dino-SORE'/><title type='text'>Just Incase</title><content type='html'>Ha ha. I got this from a friend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; FONT-SIZE: 30px; BACKGROUND: url(http://www.bunkbeds.net/velociraptor/img/badge.jpg) #000 no-repeat 0px 0px; WIDTH: 322px; COLOR: #ff9900; PADDING-TOP: 150px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, serif; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.bunkbeds.net/velociraptor/"&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;I could survive for&lt;/span&gt; 47 seconds &lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7740710429677184767?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7740710429677184767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7740710429677184767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7740710429677184767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7740710429677184767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-incase.html' title='Just Incase'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-9154144324225565700</id><published>2008-09-22T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:44:44.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall TV'/><title type='text'>Fall TV Lineup</title><content type='html'>I feel like I can't get on top of anything around my house. It's a disaster. And what am I doing....yeah. I'm soooo cool. Blogging has taken over. Uggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm addicted to TV. Well, and the computer, but TV comes in a close second. Actually, my addiction is going to be a better thing pretty soon. Working out. But that is a different story, and a different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fall TV lineup consists of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this show. It's SOOO inspiring. I love the girl and her dad. I believe it's the yellow team. You can just tell how much she loves her dad. I want them to get healthy and have her dad change his life so he's around for the next 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The OFFICE!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown! 4 more days!!! I'm sooooooooooo excited. When I first heard about The Office, I never watched it. Then one time, I saw about 10 minutes of an episode is season 2 or 3 and it was stupid I thought. I didn't know the story nor the characters, so it was pointless to watch. Then, my awesome friend Sara let me borrow all the seasons. Uh....addiction number 3 was born. If you have never seen it, or have thought it was dumb, please go rent the first few seasons and watch it from the beginning. Then let me know if you too are addicted. I guarantee you will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the series finale. I can't believe it. So sad. I have been on and off with this show for the last what...9 years or so. I'm wondering how they will wrap everything up. Will Luka and Abbey get back together...??? Who will be knocked off in the first episode...??? How will they reintroduce the returning characters...?? And I miss Dr. Greene. Too bad he died.... I'm sooo excited they are bringing Carter back. I kind of have a thing for him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some "weirdo" shows that I watch. Yeah, I'm weird. Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Criss Angel Mindfreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband will tell you that I have a crush on him. Not so much this season though. He needs to shave his beard off. Anyway, I think he's amazing. Sometimes I think he's posessed and quite possibly has sold his soul to the devil for some of the "tricks" he does. I know that there is a trick to everything he does, but he still is amazing. He pull of some of the most fascinating illusions. I still can't figure out how he levitates. I actually figured out one of his tricks the other night. I think he's awesome, so sue me if you think I'm a freak. A MINDFREAK that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is awesome too. Not everything I believe ofcourse, but they have caught some hard evidence that we are not alone on this earth. I do believe in spirits and I believe that they are among us. I also believe that some people make things up, or have experiences that can easily be "debunked." That is why I love this show. Grant and Jason go in trying to debunk things at first. Most the time, they can come up with an explanation for things and why "supernatural" things are happening. But there are those few times they catch something. It gives me shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order SVU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited for the new season. I don't like any of the other L&amp;amp;O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;America's Got Talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been religiously watching this show, but I want to see who takes the cake nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kath And Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Molly Shannon and this show looks freakin' halarious. O-V-U-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there it is. And there are actually some shows I want to watch, but I try not to watch THAT much TV. Ha ha. Good news is that I'm getting my DVR on Monday the 29th so I can record shows and fast forward the commercials. Cutting my "ignoring my children time" in half! And maybe pay attention to my husband as well. ;) ha ha. There are some shows I watch occasionally if I'm home. Samantha Who. Pushing Daisies is one I want to watch. Super Nanny. Wanna Bet is a new show that I find interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know which shows you watch, and which shows you recommend. Although, I don't need to add to my list. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-9154144324225565700?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/9154144324225565700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=9154144324225565700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9154144324225565700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/9154144324225565700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-tv-lineup.html' title='Fall TV Lineup'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4032044865767770786</id><published>2008-09-21T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:04:03.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridde'/><title type='text'>Riddle Me This</title><content type='html'>Three brother check into a hotel and rent one room. The clerk tells them the room is $30. for the night, so each brother contributes $10 and the room is paid in advance.About an hour after check-in the clerk discovers that he charged the weekend rate of $30 instead of the weekday rate of $25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk gives the bellhop $5 (five one-dollar bills) to return to the brothers. On the way up to the room, the bellhop realizes that they can't divide 5 dollars evenly among three brothers, so he presents only a $3 refund to their $30 hotel room, and pockets the extra $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now: Each brother has paid $10 and received a $1 refund. So they spent $9 (10-1) each on the room, or $27 (3x9) total, and the Bellhop kept $2 for a total of: $29!What happened to the extra dollar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-4032044865767770786?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4032044865767770786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4032044865767770786' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4032044865767770786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4032044865767770786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle Me This'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1337701906516868758</id><published>2008-09-20T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:14:25.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Fitness'/><title type='text'>Jealous Linds?</title><content type='html'>So my sister Lindsay is a HUGE (no pun intended) fan of Biggest Loser. K-I just realized that comment was kind of mean. Anyway, I want to make her totally jealous. :) I love BL and infact, stay tuned for my next post about my Fall TV lineup. BL will be making an appearance on my list. I heart BL. (hee hee) Anyway- Lucy and I did the St Lukes Women's Fitness Celebration today. It was a lot of fun. It's a 5K that they do every year to celebrate what else....ESTROGEN! I was a little disappointed because last night at the Women's Show, Marty Wolff and Amy Hildreth (season 3 BL) were going to be speaking, answering questions, and taking pictures. But, we didn't get a chance to see them because we were all ravishingly starving. So today, at the start of the race I saw them!! I was excited because I figured they would be at the after party as well. Sure enough! So we snabbed them and they are the nicest! Amy is beautiful. And Marty is halarious. My friend even got her butt slapped by him (on accident so Marty says...lol) Anyway, it totally topped my day and I'm so glad I got a chance to meet them and get a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248193929096900706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVUkogusGI/AAAAAAAAAco/KDrXamvSk7k/s400/Women%27s+Fitness+08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's Fitness was awesome this year despite the rain. Yeah, it poured the entire time. And right when we got home, it's nice and sunny out. Go figure right? Renee-We missed you guys this year!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bunch of hotties. This was after. So yeah, uh....we look pretty hot considering we walked a 5k and it was raining. :) And Audra, I hate to say this, but you totally look like you work at McDonalds with that hat and jacket and black pants. Her jacket is SUPER cute though. It is just a funny combo. K-don't be mad at me. :) I still love you. Even if you do work at Micky D's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248193918987009362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVUkC2V_VI/AAAAAAAAAcg/w9rYVWOJHDk/s400/Women%27s+Fitness+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy was miserable, but she was a trooper. We got up extra, EXTRA early and she didn't even complain. She was so excited about the "giraffe race." Why she was saying that I do not know. But when we got there, there was a stroller there that a lady had some felt giraffes on the side that was as big as the stroller. So thanks to her, I did not have a crying child who wanted the "giraffe race." When we got done, Lucy was like "I want the race. I want to race. I want the giraffe race." So I so lovingly told her we already raced and we beat that giraffe. :) And yes, we are wearing trash bags. I'm so thankful they were handing them out. I ended up putting Lucy IN the bag and her arms through. At the after party, we didn't stay long because she was pretty much spent. As I think, we all were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248193932436968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVUk09EFKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7GCcsdbrsKc/s400/Women%27s+Fitness+08+007.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/3508722461480982678-1337701906516868758?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1337701906516868758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1337701906516868758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1337701906516868758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1337701906516868758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/jealous-linds.html' title='Jealous Linds?'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVUkogusGI/AAAAAAAAAco/KDrXamvSk7k/s72-c/Women%27s+Fitness+08+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-2339218451588369022</id><published>2008-09-20T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:42:37.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim'/><title type='text'>Jim Gaffigan Pic As Promised</title><content type='html'>Yeah, he's pretty awesome. :) I look fat. :) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248190950155052274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVR3PFpZPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/RhIN4Ny6lY0/s400/jim+gaffigan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for Sarah's birthday like I had mentioned in a previous post. Well, here is a beauty pic of Sarah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! It was an awesome night. THANKS AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248190942303840882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVR2x1xanI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0bcGlSFWJdw/s400/Women%27s+Fitness+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-2339218451588369022?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/2339218451588369022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=2339218451588369022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2339218451588369022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/2339218451588369022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/jim-gaffigan-pic-as-promised.html' title='Jim Gaffigan Pic As Promised'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNVR3PFpZPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/RhIN4Ny6lY0/s72-c/jim+gaffigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-6111819013851614825</id><published>2008-09-18T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:50:28.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stitches'/><title type='text'>My Exciting Day</title><content type='html'>It was kind of a blah day today, until Lucy decided to make it exciting around 3:30. I was taking a shower with her, and then a friend came to the door to see Kyle and to visit. So I hopped out with my robe and had Lucy stay in. I yelled to Drew to keep checking on her. She was ready to get out and Drew was in the bathroom with her. Then he walked out with her with a towel on her chin with some blood. I asked what had happend. He said she was getting out of the tub and when she stood up, she slipped and hit her chin on the edge of the tub. She wasn't really gushing blood, but she had a good split on her chin. Her mouth was bleeding too. My friend said "That's my cue to leave." Well, I went over to her and I said "Do you think that it might need stitches." Drew goes "No...I don't think it does." I looked at it and it didn't look too bad so I went to get the band-aides while he dabbed with a towel. She came over to get a band-aide and as I dabbed with a towel, I realized it was a little deeper than what we thought. (Sorry to those who are sickened easy, it's about to get desciptive) It kind of started turning outward and opending up and I saw the fat in her chin. Icky. I'm not too queezy about stuff like that. Especially since it's my own kid. So I just dabbed at it again, and said "Drew, it needs stitches I think" He came over and said, "Uh, yeah. I do think it does. It's deeper than what I thought it was" So off to the ER with her. YEAH!!! Good times. She was a super brave girl. What freaked her out the most was that they had to put a pillowcase on her arms to restrain them. They had to wrap her up like a burrito with a blanket to make sure she wasn't going to thrash. I know if I just held her, she would have been fine, but she started crying ofcourse. Not hesterically, but just a little frightened. She got 4 stitches. I hated going in there because one nurse looked acusatory (is that a word?) at me. Like *I* did this to my child. It was annoying. I felt like they were going to send a social worker down. I almost wanted to explain the whole story. Then I said Daddy was with her when she slipped. I thought "Oh crap, now they are going to think my husband did it." Anyway, the Doctor was super cool and she didn't make me feel that way at all. It was just this one nurse who was a little weird. It's funny how some people you can connect with, and some people just give you the eebies. Anyway, it was our first ER experience with her and ofcourse her first stitches and major accident. I'll have to save her hospital bracelet for her scrapbook. :) ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to top it all off...I washed my hands at the hospital and my hands STILL smell like that dreaded hospital soap. I do not like the smell of it. It's sickening. It doesn't smell bad, but you all know what I'm talking about. That sanitary, hospital smell. I hate that smell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-6111819013851614825?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/6111819013851614825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=6111819013851614825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6111819013851614825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6111819013851614825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-exciting-day.html' title='My Exciting Day'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4922831548370224878</id><published>2008-09-16T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:16:42.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grown Up Boy</title><content type='html'>As I was looking through pictures, I realized how much Kyle has changed. Ofcourse being with him 24/7, I don't see the suttle changes. He isn't my little newborn anymore and it makes me so sad. He's such an armful now. He's doing so well. He's a good baby and eats like a pig. He eats about 6 oz every 3-4 hours. He slept in his crib for the first time a few nights ago and went 6 1/2 hours. My friend just posted on her blog about how it's easy to get frustrated and focus on things that aren't really important. It was a good reminder to make me realize how grateful I need to be for healthy, happy kids. And a good husband who helps me out A LOT. Thanks Drew for everything you do to help me. Lucky me. Drew gets up at least once a night with Kyle and he always gets up with Lucy if she ends up in our room. He is so good to me to help do the dishes and cleans the house and takes Lucy to the park. I know we have a lot to work on and marriage is hard work. I'll be honest. :) But I'm so glad we have each other to work on things with. Thanks for everything. Okay, enough of the smushy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newborn Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246838688155142178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNCD_OlDiCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/l3KuEpNrzZM/s400/KYLE+CANNON+DITTMAN+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyle at 7 weeks &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246838691293542690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNCD_aRTuSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/rp8xLPHYAyU/s400/Current+Kyle+Pics+011.jpg" border="0" /&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/3508722461480982678-4922831548370224878?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4922831548370224878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4922831548370224878' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4922831548370224878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4922831548370224878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-grown-up-boy.html' title='My Grown Up Boy'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNCD_OlDiCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/l3KuEpNrzZM/s72-c/KYLE+CANNON+DITTMAN+255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-8066896133906176409</id><published>2008-09-16T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:03:28.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pics'/><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, I'm a picture Nazi. I take 1,000 pictures of the same exact pose and shot. Yes, I'm a little retarded. But it pays off because out of the 1,000 pics, there are 1 or 2 good ones. I also complain about my camera all the time (See previous post). Although it's more user than the actual camera lame-ness. I want a new camera really bad. I should just learn how to use mine. It would be cheaper. Like I said in my previous post, outside pictures are great. The inside pictures are always blurry if I don't have the flash on. And when I have the flash on they are washed out. So if you know how to use a camera, please email me directions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At any rate here are some random pics. I was going to do different posts for the pictures but I"m just too darn tired. Kyle has decided to be grumpy today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so pretty smile. Lucy smiles her "Ugly Smile" in pictures. We have come to call it that because there are pictures where she looks freakin' adorable smiling. Then there are the freakish ugly smiles. Weird girl....but she's still freakin' cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833073899843074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-4b2SLgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DIFe6EmSpxM/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy is a great big sister. She loves to hold Kyle and help out.  She decided to take Kyle out of his crib when he was about 5 weeks or so. Lovily let me tell you. I was doing my hair in the bathroom and she came in looking awfully suspicious. She said "I'm not holding anything" I asked her "what" and she goes "I"m not holding the baby" I asked where the baby was and she goes "On Mommy's rocking chair" I had a weird feeling and I thought maybe she was talking about one of her play babies. I went into his room and yes. There he was. On the rocking chair. Not only was he on the rocking chair, but he was crying and flailing half way OFF the rocking chair. His upper body was on and his legs were hanging off and he was on his stomach. I can't imagine how in the world she could've gotten him out of his crib without making Gumby out of him. About 30 seconds later, he would've fallen off the rocker, no doubt. I ofcourse grabbed him and told her she cannot hold him unless I'm there etc etc. I kept checking over him to see if he had any bumps, bruises or serious misplaced limbs. But he was okay. He's fine now. We'll see if there is any permanent damage as he gets older. :) But none the less, she loves him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833077756512434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-4qNySLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FwDDQgxEAFM/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that is my daughter, kissing a goat. Icky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833087088429810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-5M-sCvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/AfW8RHxsvlU/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun at the fair. Thanks Grandma!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833093567915106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-5lHhJGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EID3feAr97E/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy and Charlotte at the fair. I hope Trudy doesn't mind me posting a pic of her. They are best buds. We had tons of fun that day! And what a long day it was....(ha ha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833102672933362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-6HCUsfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/_ihq_L9yNsA/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-8066896133906176409?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/8066896133906176409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=8066896133906176409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8066896133906176409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/8066896133906176409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB-4b2SLgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DIFe6EmSpxM/s72-c/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3982848771218913462</id><published>2008-09-16T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:44:00.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water park'/><title type='text'>Water Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent A LOT of time at the water park this Summer. Lucy had a blast with her friends and it was a nice cool off considering I was fat and pregnant. I have a billion pictures of her there, but this is one of my favorites. It truly captures the moment. I always complain about my piece 'o crap camera, but when I take pictures outside, they are perfect. So here is one of the good ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246830786873512914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB8zUAt09I/AAAAAAAAAbM/xHK1vpvcMts/s400/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3982848771218913462?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3982848771218913462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3982848771218913462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3982848771218913462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3982848771218913462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/water-park.html' title='Water Park'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SNB8zUAt09I/AAAAAAAAAbM/xHK1vpvcMts/s72-c/Preschool+Big+Girl+Bike+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-6020239764722704323</id><published>2008-09-16T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:22:28.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake Wrecks'/><title type='text'>Funniest Blog EVER</title><content type='html'>Okay, on babycenter.com, I saw a post I had to click into. Cakes. Yes. I figure hey, it's about food. What more could I ask for. Especially cake. By the way, Jim Gaffigan does a halarious "cake" bit. Anyway, this blog makes me totally laugh out loud. Drew gets mad at me when I type lol on things because he's like "You did NOT laugh out loud" What a dork. Anyway, this blog totally made me LOL!!!! So Drew... LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-6020239764722704323?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/6020239764722704323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=6020239764722704323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6020239764722704323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/6020239764722704323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/funniest-blog-ever.html' title='Funniest Blog EVER'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-3859456494135324926</id><published>2008-09-15T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:45:42.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q and R'/><title type='text'>Another Shout Out</title><content type='html'>To: Quinn&lt;br /&gt;Sincerly: Pyper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. I'm so glad you guys are blogging as well. I don't get to talk to you guys that much and it's a good way to see how the girls are doing!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-3859456494135324926?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/3859456494135324926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=3859456494135324926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3859456494135324926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/3859456494135324926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-shout-out.html' title='Another Shout Out'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-7681209276014316767</id><published>2008-09-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:34:37.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Pocket'/><title type='text'>Hot Pockets</title><content type='html'>Friday night I had the incredible opportunity to see Jim Gaffigan. Holy cow!! I have not laughed like that in a long time. I cried for the first 20 minutes. Let me first say, I have AWESOME friends. And thanks to them, I got to tag along. Well, really, thanks to Andrew who ended up sick and so Marc couldn't go. :) Sorry Marc. Anyway, if you do not know who Jim G is, you have been in a closet. Okay, not really. I had to see him to remember who he was. He was super nice when we met him and just naturally funny. There are those comedians to just try so hard, it's sad. He doesn't even have to make a joke. He just says "That's ridiculous" and he's funny. He's clean too. That is what I love about him, Brian Regan, and Kevin James. I have a picture of us girls with him and when Sarah emails it over to me, I'll put it on here. If I could figure out how the heck to post a youtube vid on here, I'd do it. Oh well. Check out youtube and search it if you are that curious! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-7681209276014316767?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/7681209276014316767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=7681209276014316767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7681209276014316767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/7681209276014316767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-pockets.html' title='Hot Pockets'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-441993366490286031</id><published>2008-09-13T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:00:04.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing'/><title type='text'>Experimenting</title><content type='html'>I've found out how to get cute backgrounds. So it'll probably be changing like 3 times a day. Just so I can continue to ignore my family. "What Lucy...Kyle is stinky....just a minute..." HA HA, that is a family joke. Grrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway-I'm still playing and learning so bare with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-441993366490286031?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/441993366490286031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=441993366490286031' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/441993366490286031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/441993366490286031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/experimenting.html' title='Experimenting'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-300560183293292953</id><published>2008-09-12T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:43:25.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog creativity'/><title type='text'>Making Cute Blogs</title><content type='html'>So I have no idea how to do all the cute stuff that all of you do. And considering I could do this all day, I am thinking of just leaving my blog boring and plain. That way I have much more time to post, share pics, and not ignore my children or ignore the fact that Lucy has been asking for breakfast for the last 20 minutes (Mom, I ungy).  So, if you can all stand it, it will be mucho boring for a long time. :) And, if you all let me know how to you make super cute blog pages, then maybe I'll find some time in my "busy" schedule to make it cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-300560183293292953?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/300560183293292953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=300560183293292953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/300560183293292953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/300560183293292953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-cute-blogs.html' title='Making Cute Blogs'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1914502517661284693</id><published>2008-09-12T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:16:18.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout Outs'/><title type='text'>A Few Shout Outs</title><content type='html'>So, I should be doing my workout right now while the kids are asleep, but low and behold, I'm doing this crap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few shout outs for you. Firstly, I have two AMAZING friends who can cook like the dickens. All of their recipes are good. Seriously. I've never been disappointed. Their site is &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/"&gt;www.ourbestbites.com&lt;/a&gt; Check it out. You will be forever grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next if our miss fashionista. She is incredible as well. She always looks like a hottie and I'd kill to have not only her clothes, but her tiny little bod as well. No wonder why everything looks so good on her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nomoremomjeans.blogspot.com/"&gt;nomoremomjeans.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have at it kids. And thank away!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-1914502517661284693?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1914502517661284693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1914502517661284693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1914502517661284693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1914502517661284693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/few-shout-outs.html' title='A Few Shout Outs'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-4830429322969621308</id><published>2008-09-12T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:17:20.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redecorating'/><title type='text'>Why I Love My Mom</title><content type='html'>My mom came over yesterday with our full intentions of her watching the kids while I clean. My house has been a disaster because I've been so dang busy. Doing what...really nothing. But this month has it out for me already. Anyway, I get a few things done before she comes over. She has a rainbow vaccumm (still can't spell that) and I love it and I'm mad we got rid of ours. So she brings it over and I use it (love it). Well, seeing how I had plans to wash my floors REALLY WELL, and do my bathrooms, we start talking redecorating. My mom is the QUEEN of changing things. You go to her home and it's so cute, and the next day there is something totally different rearranged. So what did we do. Instead of me getting the previous things done, we rearrange my living room. I love it though. We put the bookshelf in there and some pictures that were in my bedroom. Now I have no pics in my bedroom. Oh well. I have about a 40 million plans for my house. It's a start though. So in other words, I need a cool 40 million dollars as well. If you win the lottery, make checks out to muah. That would be great! :) So ode to my mother. The house looks great now and it's more home-y. I can't wait until we do more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-4830429322969621308?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/4830429322969621308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=4830429322969621308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4830429322969621308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/4830429322969621308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-i-love-my-mom.html' title='Why I Love My Mom'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508722461480982678.post-1604335174785010981</id><published>2008-09-11T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:18:00.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caved'/><title type='text'>I Caved....</title><content type='html'>Yes bloggers and readers alike. I have caved to the blogging world. Mostly it's for my own personal entertainment, and for a journal for all the amusing things my children do. I am not a creative scriptorian, and my blog might be boring...but heck, I'll be sharing some super cute pics of my kids, and updating things on our life. So why not? I can't promise frequent updates. But I will promise some awesome links to some foodies, and some fashionistas, and ofcourse, it wouldn't be MY blog without some randomness. Wish me luck!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508722461480982678-1604335174785010981?l=theditts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/feeds/1604335174785010981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3508722461480982678&amp;postID=1604335174785010981' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1604335174785010981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508722461480982678/posts/default/1604335174785010981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theditts.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-caved.html' title='I Caved....'/><author><name>The Ditts Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13542347415645271757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iH929bDv0I/SM6rpS-my3I/AAAAAAAAAak/t3YY2uo3CLM/S220/Tons+of+Pictures+788.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
