<?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-4749338701278468636</id><updated>2012-02-11T15:39:19.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busselman Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7669962461412277828</id><published>2012-02-11T15:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T15:39:19.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;WHO AM I???!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Can you take a look at this picture and guess who Braxton is?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cp6NzMl5fA/Tzbc9td6zBI/AAAAAAAACGk/HXfzBnvniSk/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707992530473896978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cp6NzMl5fA/Tzbc9td6zBI/AAAAAAAACGk/HXfzBnvniSk/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Clue: Who &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;has a hat on with a pencil in it?!?! YEP!!! GENE WERNER!!:) He randomly grabs his hat and asks for a pencil, so 'I can be Gene Werner mom'....gotta love it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3KM2Fhdcfs/Tzbc8138LzI/AAAAAAAACGc/hgvb1_cz7fE/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707992515550654258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3KM2Fhdcfs/Tzbc8138LzI/AAAAAAAACGc/hgvb1_cz7fE/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TA-DA!!! He lined up every train he had and placed them in a nice order on the track..if you can look closely, he has a 'man' driving each one as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xavb5ttz_c8/Tzbc8hGDADI/AAAAAAAACGM/_83V2dOdHzY/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707992509972676658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xavb5ttz_c8/Tzbc8hGDADI/AAAAAAAACGM/_83V2dOdHzY/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Because we have &lt;em&gt;Sooo&lt;/em&gt; much room in our house, we decided to bring the tent back out! He not only naps in it, but sleeps inside there at bed time! Hey, don't judge me...he has a bed, but refuses to sleep in it! (and don't get me wrong..I LOVE our cozy little home, and am VERY thankful...just wish it were bigger!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-4D2eMCU_M/Tzbc8epUGrI/AAAAAAAACGA/6VsCMusU_hE/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707992509315291826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-4D2eMCU_M/Tzbc8epUGrI/AAAAAAAACGA/6VsCMusU_hE/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Braxton was at the shop and told Brad he NEEDED this flash light for something. When we got home, he lifted the hood of his JD tractor and turned the light on and said, "now I can farm in the dark mom." He had a plan all along:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOneCnSouMw/TzbaLHhT4gI/AAAAAAAACF0/u1fApVeJnsg/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707989462270861826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOneCnSouMw/TzbaLHhT4gI/AAAAAAAACF0/u1fApVeJnsg/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Braxton was &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt;o excited that Brandon (Werner) came over to play! (are you seeing a trend with these Werner's and my son?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMAtfGucm3I/TzbaKsskJuI/AAAAAAAACFs/LcBfYJXVb14/s1600/gene%2Bwerner%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707989455070308066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMAtfGucm3I/TzbaKsskJuI/AAAAAAAACFs/LcBfYJXVb14/s400/gene%2Bwerner%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Braxton got to spend Thursday with Great Grandma Korfus (Korth)...and he was so proud of his bag he packed...notice my upside down laundry basket...I mean, Braxton's new step stool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q-q7m5WmuQ/TzbaKSozjGI/AAAAAAAACFc/8kaY5whQzE4/s1600/snow%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707989448075218018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q-q7m5WmuQ/TzbaKSozjGI/AAAAAAAACFc/8kaY5whQzE4/s400/snow%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;When it snowed last week, we went outside. Braxton was so happy to play with his 'outside toys', he grabbed the first thing he saw and ran! Yep, we are moving snow with a combine! Hey, JD's can do &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N-KbhQQooU/TzbaJ8RIO0I/AAAAAAAACFQ/IJAbAVKftjc/s1600/snow%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707989442070330178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N-KbhQQooU/TzbaJ8RIO0I/AAAAAAAACFQ/IJAbAVKftjc/s400/snow%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;PROMISE&lt;/em&gt; he is smiling so big under all that clothes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f45dx7T_DKM/TzbaJq_9bPI/AAAAAAAACFE/MOdZ0O7X6vQ/s1600/snow%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707989437434916082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f45dx7T_DKM/TzbaJq_9bPI/AAAAAAAACFE/MOdZ0O7X6vQ/s400/snow%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mommy *Braxton going outside to play in the snow!!!&lt;/span&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/4749338701278468636-7669962461412277828?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7669962461412277828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-am-i-can-you-take-look-at-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7669962461412277828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7669962461412277828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-am-i-can-you-take-look-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cp6NzMl5fA/Tzbc9td6zBI/AAAAAAAACGk/HXfzBnvniSk/s72-c/gene%2Bwerner%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4331682548852819192</id><published>2012-02-05T12:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T13:02:17.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Thoughts this Sunday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: mommy, can I see your mints?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;mom: Buddy, you won't like them, they are hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: mom!!! &lt;em&gt;I did NOT ask you for one&lt;/em&gt;, I only asked to see them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well...put me in my place please!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: Mom, where does snow come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;mom: well, Jesus made it snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: No mom! He didn't! The clouds made it snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mom: well, yea, I guess they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: Mom, why does it snow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mom: I think Jesus and the clouds made it snow because we need the moisture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: oh yea! And mom, it snows for Santa, too! right mom?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: Mom, can we have a baby Isiah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;mom: well, let me call his mommy and see if we can borrow him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: Mom, I want my own baby, and I want him to have crazy hair, okay mommy?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax:Mom, it's gonna be my birfday soon. April 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mom: No, Braxton, April 27..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brax: Yea mom, that's what I said, April 7! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4331682548852819192?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4331682548852819192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/thoughts-this-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4331682548852819192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4331682548852819192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/thoughts-this-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3726746797384372285</id><published>2012-02-02T21:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:36:23.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight Walls...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tonight when getting ready for bed, it came time to say prayers. And they went a little something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Braxton:"dear Jesus, I pray for my house, my tool bench, the wall, just this one (as he touches the closest wall), my animals, my Grandpas. Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He has a really rotten cold and is terribly stuffy...he is breathing super loud and says, "mommy, (whispering)listen.......I snoring, and I sound just like my daddy!!!" He was sooo proud;) Oh joys, 2 snoring boys in my house:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Now, as I am typing..I hear him talking..."for Pete's sake....well, what in the world" --these are the things coming out of his mouth RIGHT now...I'm curious as to &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; is going on in there?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbmM7CTrbxw/TytT2Qobg8I/AAAAAAAACE4/GvpudD88YmI/s1600/outside%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704745544637449154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbmM7CTrbxw/TytT2Qobg8I/AAAAAAAACE4/GvpudD88YmI/s400/outside%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got a little bit of snow a few weeks ago, he comes home and in the house yelling, "mom, I want a bowl of snow for supper!!"--s0, excuse the pink bowl, but he is eating snow! (I promise I did make something else for supper..but I'm sure he didn't eat it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppPPk3Lk-Wc/TytT2WGXoWI/AAAAAAAACEk/wbBoDye5CA0/s1600/outside%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704745546105200994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppPPk3Lk-Wc/TytT2WGXoWI/AAAAAAAACEk/wbBoDye5CA0/s400/outside%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cousin Carson stopped by for a bit...they &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; fit in the chair together:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLz0mNhGYBM/TytT1-Wd_bI/AAAAAAAACEc/AoVLI2Wi4AU/s1600/outside%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704745539730275762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLz0mNhGYBM/TytT1-Wd_bI/AAAAAAAACEc/AoVLI2Wi4AU/s400/outside%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;What a fun little set up. This step-stool has been sooo handy! It serves as a table, stool, bench, lunch table, and now a play-doh making station...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a68IFtl3Hq4/TytT0mgfGgI/AAAAAAAACEQ/nBKqP5q2ii4/s1600/outside%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704745516149971458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a68IFtl3Hq4/TytT0mgfGgI/AAAAAAAACEQ/nBKqP5q2ii4/s400/outside%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today it was a BEAUTIFUL day out..so I cleaned the garage while Brax played in the sand box...today it was sand castles, and tomorrow sounds like it will be snowballs:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MzMBG7rwZPs/TytT0Wm19MI/AAAAAAAACEE/pX6mDDGh0lM/s1600/outside%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704745511881667778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MzMBG7rwZPs/TytT0Wm19MI/AAAAAAAACEE/pX6mDDGh0lM/s400/outside%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;He doesn't look it, but he was really silly and saying "CHHEEESSEEE"....p.s. Check out them braces...as they won't be around much longer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YYYAAAYYY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;HAPPY FEBRUARY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3726746797384372285?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3726746797384372285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodnight-walls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3726746797384372285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3726746797384372285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodnight-walls.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbmM7CTrbxw/TytT2Qobg8I/AAAAAAAACE4/GvpudD88YmI/s72-c/outside%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6215011052935102807</id><published>2012-01-30T18:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T19:00:07.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A lot Of Everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things have been so busy lately!!! (sigh) And I know we are just getting started!!! Brad and I are on the Fun Night Committee..which is one of the biggest fundraisers for our parish. It is fun being a part of something so big, but nerve-racking knowing A LOT is on our shoulders!! We have had sooo many meetings and preperations...and on Saturday, the 28th, the big night went on and it was GREAT!!! More details and pictures to follow...for now...let's get back to Braxton:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah6PvHM5Hy4/Tyc01dADhvI/AAAAAAAACD4/VQfq3yNRz4Q/s1600/2012-01-26_22-27-49_248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703585546010593010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah6PvHM5Hy4/Tyc01dADhvI/AAAAAAAACD4/VQfq3yNRz4Q/s400/2012-01-26_22-27-49_248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As I was picking up toys before bed, I had to stop in my tracks and just take this in. Braxton had his bull driving the tractor as you see...and the tow truck, with 2 tow ropes hooked up to pull it out...ohh, the imagination:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQYtKOjFRQw/Tyc01RrG9fI/AAAAAAAACDs/m3U0Pmpl_Gw/s1600/2012-01-28_14-35-55_381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703585542969947634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQYtKOjFRQw/Tyc01RrG9fI/AAAAAAAACDs/m3U0Pmpl_Gw/s400/2012-01-28_14-35-55_381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It kind of appears he is looking at me, but really he was focused on the t.v. behind me...he looks so seriuos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfH5bP7kms8/Tyc00yrzRBI/AAAAAAAACDg/SK7reRhbJHs/s1600/2012-01-30_16-28-01_931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703585534651352082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfH5bP7kms8/Tyc00yrzRBI/AAAAAAAACDg/SK7reRhbJHs/s400/2012-01-30_16-28-01_931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Brad took off work early today to go get Braxton and take him ice fishing!!! What a fun surprise to Braxton!!!! I'm so lucky that my shop window can see the Lindsay puddle where they were..it was adorable! I snuck down quickly inbetween clients to snag some photos:) To my understanding, both boys put a pole in the water...and Braxton caught all 11!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrydAz90IIc/Tyc00lGuCxI/AAAAAAAACDU/ZAoILyMbibs/s1600/2012-01-30_16-28-13_190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703585531006159634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrydAz90IIc/Tyc00lGuCxI/AAAAAAAACDU/ZAoILyMbibs/s400/2012-01-30_16-28-13_190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me cry happy tears!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***LOVE***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my boys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eA7CF-_Rxxo/Tyc00YBFGvI/AAAAAAAACDI/LNWxBgffScA/s1600/2012-01-30_16-30-56_350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703585527492844274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eA7CF-_Rxxo/Tyc00YBFGvI/AAAAAAAACDI/LNWxBgffScA/s400/2012-01-30_16-30-56_350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight I put capri lounge pants on...(a little behing on laundry) and Braxton stared at me for a bit before saying, 'umm, mom..I think you need to pull your short pants down' So, we had a quick fashion tip about what capris are:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6215011052935102807?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6215011052935102807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/lot-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6215011052935102807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6215011052935102807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/lot-of-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah6PvHM5Hy4/Tyc01dADhvI/AAAAAAAACD4/VQfq3yNRz4Q/s72-c/2012-01-26_22-27-49_248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2026509138881645147</id><published>2012-01-22T13:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:59:36.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;FLYING SHARKS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Awhile ago we got him this shark hat, but he didn't want to wear it because it was scary...suddenly we don't leave the house without it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z_qxQTl54Y/TxxlQO7Dk6I/AAAAAAAACC8/XNJEKt62eog/s1600/new%2Bchair%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700542557902312354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z_qxQTl54Y/TxxlQO7Dk6I/AAAAAAAACC8/XNJEKt62eog/s400/new%2Bchair%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ever since we had Braxton, Brad has told me that, 'everytime you go shopping it doesn't have to be "Christmas" for Braxton'..but then I started noticing, he is JUST AS BAD AS ME!!! The very same day he told me this, he ended up buying him a tractor and wagon while we were at Bomgaars:) In my defense, I ordered this for Christmas, but it just now came in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8CZGS59BqA/TxxlQH4t_OI/AAAAAAAACCs/R2E0SJQzhT0/s1600/new%2Bchair%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700542556013460706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8CZGS59BqA/TxxlQH4t_OI/AAAAAAAACCs/R2E0SJQzhT0/s400/new%2Bchair%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Poor kid, I made him ride home from daycare for 12 miles, with this HUGE box behind him!! He had all kinds of cute guesses at to what it was! He really wanted it to be a "john deere tractor" he informed me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hl2FzByPwmA/TxxlPrB3uwI/AAAAAAAACCk/-GhXXCuWKPk/s1600/new%2Bchair%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700542548267219714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hl2FzByPwmA/TxxlPrB3uwI/AAAAAAAACCk/-GhXXCuWKPk/s400/new%2Bchair%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;...and POOF..let me grant your wish!!! He LOVES that there is a tractor and deere on it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG8ifxR7pVw/TxxlPQAIvhI/AAAAAAAACCU/3IS9h2VnhMc/s1600/new%2Bchair%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700542541012188690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG8ifxR7pVw/TxxlPQAIvhI/AAAAAAAACCU/3IS9h2VnhMc/s400/new%2Bchair%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YES, it reclines, too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We finally convinced him to let us move it into the living room next to Brad's recliner. I would've taken a picture of them side by side...but I was too busy fulfilling the orders they were barking at me!!! "get me books please, get me sumfin to drink please,(because YES it has a cupholder!) get me a blanket please, get me a snack"...and did I mention these were orders from Braxton and BRAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24getw1OQkU/TxxlPeN_o4I/AAAAAAAACCM/5djJ2xwKhO4/s1600/new%2Bchair%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700542544828408706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24getw1OQkU/TxxlPeN_o4I/AAAAAAAACCM/5djJ2xwKhO4/s400/new%2Bchair%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Doing a little hay bailing/hauling...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days ago Braxton came up to me and asked, "mommy, do you like goldfish kisses?" Not knowing what that meant, I said yep, and glad I did...He puckered up like a fish and smacked one on me! Although these things seem little to some, I share them because I don't ever want to forget the everyday sweet things he does! I love my little man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Right now he is curled up taking nap on his new chair, and wearing his new shoes)--hey, whatever works!!!&lt;br /&gt;***I HATE that I don't have any pictures of this.....Last weekend Brad took me out on a "date". I got home from work and Braxton said, "mommy, daddy's taking you on a date and Uncle Lyle's gunna babysit me, but I'm not a baby, right mom?!??" So, by the time we were going to leave, Braxton was pushing us out the door yelling, 'GO AWAY!!!LEAVE!!!!' WOW..that makes you all warm and fuzzy inside:( To make it even better, Brad had to run back inside 10 minutes later, inwhich he thanked Lyle for coming, asked Braxton if he had fun, and told him we were home for the night...poor kid started to tear up..didn't want Uncle Lyle to leave!!! So, at the age of 2.5 our child prefers us to be gone...and I suppose this will never change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2026509138881645147?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2026509138881645147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/flying-sharks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2026509138881645147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2026509138881645147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/flying-sharks.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z_qxQTl54Y/TxxlQO7Dk6I/AAAAAAAACC8/XNJEKt62eog/s72-c/new%2Bchair%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1872648513642136180</id><published>2012-01-09T19:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:14:37.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think that these next two photos are quite funny...Braxton's new personality is shining through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F50QN1h2oM/Twub5gFBWpI/AAAAAAAACB8/4YyWCjj5oyI/s1600/shop%2Bsign%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695817565905967762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F50QN1h2oM/Twub5gFBWpI/AAAAAAAACB8/4YyWCjj5oyI/s400/shop%2Bsign%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;These 'teeth' are from Grandma Sherri---there's a sucker on the other end...which he thoroughly enjoyed:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q-d2iBJVBw/Twub5lRKJ4I/AAAAAAAACB0/_pmbz0uqb5g/s1600/shop%2Bsign%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695817567299053442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q-d2iBJVBw/Twub5lRKJ4I/AAAAAAAACB0/_pmbz0uqb5g/s400/shop%2Bsign%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Reguardless of what ya'll think....Braxton WANTED to wear this to school last week:) I SWEAR!!! (he got a bunch of ties from a 2nd cousin...and when he asked if he could wear it, I told him he needed a special shirt to wear a tie...well, he got to go to the ortho with me, and we went shopping...where I found the special shirt...the very next day he remembered and insisted on wearring it to school;) some say nerd...some say handsome...say whatchu want;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Funny story time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I got home from work and Brad was on the couch watching t.v. Braxton was rocking with me in the chair...I was telling Brad a story, and Braxton politely patted my hand and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"mom, I think he probly not listening to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And, ENOUGH said!!! How smart this child is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1872648513642136180?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1872648513642136180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1872648513642136180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1872648513642136180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F50QN1h2oM/Twub5gFBWpI/AAAAAAAACB8/4YyWCjj5oyI/s72-c/shop%2Bsign%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-645628129396364750</id><published>2012-01-01T20:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:12:23.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;RECAP 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;While Brad &amp;amp; I were engaged and going to our marriage classes with Father Jim, he repeatedly told us that it is all about making memories...not how much money you have, not what possesions you own, but making memories!  Whether it be going out to eat, or to church, or a small vacation, the memories will always be what you remember, and what matters!  For a man who has never been married, he seems to have all the answers!  Brad &amp;amp; I really did enjoy our sessions with him.  We said it was like counseling before you actually need it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Father also told us that our first year of marriage would be the hardest.  At the time, we didn't quite know what he meant.  I mean, we were newly weds, having the time of our lives,  all happy and in love, not many cares in the world...and then it hit us....when he said it would be the hardest year, he didn't necessarily mean that we would have a huge fight, or have a falling out, or kick one out because the toilet seat was left up, or the toothpaste wasn't rinsed out of the sink...he was trying to tell us to be prepared to face challenges together, as times will get hard.  Unfortunately, he was right...it did turn out to be the hardest year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;In our first year of marriage, we lost Brad's Grandpa Korth in a horrible farm accident.  On New Year's Eve we lost Brad's other Grandpa Busselman.  The following March our niece, Charli was diagnosed with neuroblastoma cancer...(which I want to add, that she is doing GREAT now!!!!!!)  I know that everyone has to deal with hard things in life, I don't want to sound like a downer, or to make it look like I am wanting sympathy, I am just simply saying that Father was correct...the first year of marriage had many ups and downs for us....&lt;i&gt;but, &lt;/i&gt;together, we made it through.  We always reflect back on the memories we had with both Grandpa's...and it keeps us smiling.  The times when Braxton makes silly jokes and doesn't even realize it, that's when he reminds us of Grandpa Art, and when he is stubborn, yet makes us turn our heads and laugh because it's just too funny, that's Grandpa Glenn shining through.  I wish Braxton could have met them, but the stories and memories we will share with him over the years, he will feel like he knew them!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Over 2011, we have made many memories with family and friends!  The things that stand out to me right now are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Our first trip to Las Vegas (while Braxton got to spend days with all his Grandma's &amp;amp; Grandpa's)  and the memories he made there are priceless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Braxton &amp;amp; Brad &amp;amp; Grandpa John's first ice fishing trip to the puddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~family trip to Colorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~many many many hours spent in the yard working on our retaining wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Brad turned 3-0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Braxton turns 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Lots of camping trips and fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Sibling trip to Lake McConaughy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Braxton learns his ABC's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~Braxton's first deer hunting trip with daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;~the Elf, Santa arrives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;...and the most important highlight of 2011, Braxton becomes potty-trained!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;There were many more memories made, too:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;It is hard to believe that we have had our little miracle for almost 3 years now!!!  Where in the world does the time go?!?!?!?  He has brought more joy to our lives, more smiles than I could have ever imagined, and more laughter than one would ever know!!!  And let me add, he has tried our patience waayyy more than we would've ever thought possible!!  BUT, we LOVE every second with him!!! Thank you Braxton for the best years of our lives, and we cannot wait to see what memories he brings in the years to come!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I had to share this picture again...I will never forget the day he went on the potty!!!  Happy happy  joy joy for us all:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2jRUB7HKGI/TwEYNM5xSsI/AAAAAAAACBo/S1Lsvnu6ikg/s1600/january%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2jRUB7HKGI/TwEYNM5xSsI/AAAAAAAACBo/S1Lsvnu6ikg/s400/january%2B2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858019053914818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year to you all....and Make the Best out of every second of 2012!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-645628129396364750?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/645628129396364750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/recap-2011-while-brad-i-were-engaged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/645628129396364750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/645628129396364750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2012/01/recap-2011-while-brad-i-were-engaged.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2jRUB7HKGI/TwEYNM5xSsI/AAAAAAAACBo/S1Lsvnu6ikg/s72-c/january%2B2011%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6537287697219115332</id><published>2011-12-31T16:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:48:19.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;IT'S &lt;em&gt;HERE&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For those of you who &lt;em&gt;count down, &lt;/em&gt;well, here it is, A NEW YEAR!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! I am proud of all of you who make the new year's resolutions, and proud of you who actually keep them, and proud of all ya'll who attempt! (more than I can say for myself!) I have a hard time with making rules for myself;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HRizCllk7YA/Tv-OUnkyJVI/AAAAAAAACBc/Vv0_DW-lDu4/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692424938891388242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HRizCllk7YA/Tv-OUnkyJVI/AAAAAAAACBc/Vv0_DW-lDu4/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (my missing picture) &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Grandma Deb, Grandma Jody (with) Harper, Great Grandma Lois, Charli (with) Grandpa Bob, Braxton (with) Great Grandpa Allen &amp;amp; (our lovely photographer)Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCZIQe_4Se4/Tv-OT9COjGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/18WKM0PazbQ/s1600/more%2Bchristmas%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692424927472159842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCZIQe_4Se4/Tv-OT9COjGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/18WKM0PazbQ/s400/more%2Bchristmas%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;:)Braxton was making a shoe out of playdoh and came to try it on my foot...looks like I wasn't cinderella:( It did not fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvpI36Kv7KM/Tv-OTmWDvWI/AAAAAAAACBA/Wdh5FRGTiVU/s1600/busselmanxmas%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692424921381322082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvpI36Kv7KM/Tv-OTmWDvWI/AAAAAAAACBA/Wdh5FRGTiVU/s400/busselmanxmas%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He was so serious listening to his father...but really, he was more than thrilled to get a sleeping bag from Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Busselman...He sleeps with it every night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SzdEwpfqb-Q/Tv-OTaA1kDI/AAAAAAAACA0/ZfAG9XN1T0I/s1600/busselmanxmas%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692424918071087154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SzdEwpfqb-Q/Tv-OTaA1kDI/AAAAAAAACA0/ZfAG9XN1T0I/s400/busselmanxmas%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;You are seeing correctly, a swimming shark is going through the living room at the Busselman's! I always knew &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; was possible at Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma's!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9uL4olRodg/Tv-OTWkdtBI/AAAAAAAACAs/9ewljA7D6qM/s1600/busselmanxmas%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692424917146776594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9uL4olRodg/Tv-OTWkdtBI/AAAAAAAACAs/9ewljA7D6qM/s400/busselmanxmas%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Only our child!! he got a tow truck, and later got a jeep, and managed to hook them together! Like Father Like Son:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6537287697219115332?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6537287697219115332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6537287697219115332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6537287697219115332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-here.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HRizCllk7YA/Tv-OUnkyJVI/AAAAAAAACBc/Vv0_DW-lDu4/s72-c/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6867615293349009376</id><published>2011-12-25T15:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T15:50:05.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A WHOLE LOTTA &lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/em&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturday night was the kick off to our Christmas'. We hosted my family for a Christmas Eve supper. (thankfully we were all feeling somewhat better) The first time I was to host Christmas, was 2 years ago...the GIGANTIC snow storm:( So only Dad &amp;amp; Jody had made it. SO, I was really excited this year! We (okay, Brad) made a prime rib and smoked a turkey, but I take credit for the twice baked potatoes, corn, and cheesecake;)mmmm!!! The kids had SO much fun playing together! Braxton was so excited all day! We made the mistake of telling him that when he got up from nap, Charli and Harper would be here--that little stinker cut his nap short...but we still did okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_luBZ5MR1ek/TveWX6AgLGI/AAAAAAAACAg/DQn26a2ytWI/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690181991658433634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_luBZ5MR1ek/TveWX6AgLGI/AAAAAAAACAg/DQn26a2ytWI/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He HAD to build a wall he tells me?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5u2oJZANHDg/TveWWCjidDI/AAAAAAAACAU/31rPWQP073U/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690181959593129010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5u2oJZANHDg/TveWWCjidDI/AAAAAAAACAU/31rPWQP073U/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His teacher, Ms. Krys gave him a dry erase board. He was practicing B's and C's on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHjuGBL3BOg/TveWWP_pYKI/AAAAAAAACAA/TavoqTjuW-Y/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690181963200684194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHjuGBL3BOg/TveWWP_pYKI/AAAAAAAACAA/TavoqTjuW-Y/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I told him to smile...and he made a monster face instead:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eOsYV10HVo/TveWV7-lW2I/AAAAAAAAB_4/XIGyWDWs_TI/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690181957827517282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eOsYV10HVo/TveWV7-lW2I/AAAAAAAAB_4/XIGyWDWs_TI/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The kids happened to be sitting like this so I told them to show me a face...I'm liking what I'm getting;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----oops----accidentally deleted a grandparents photo...I will upload it later...moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb31anAfCSU/TveVPxL2SuI/AAAAAAAAB_g/TLs4Y-RlBDM/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690180752339520226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb31anAfCSU/TveVPxL2SuI/AAAAAAAAB_g/TLs4Y-RlBDM/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Our B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L niece Charli...in her long sweater...NOT a dress! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMFpERT-eeo/TveVP0eRCyI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/1mJXPH6oYdQ/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690180753222077218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMFpERT-eeo/TveVP0eRCyI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/1mJXPH6oYdQ/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...and her handsome lil bro, Harper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FyK06cMs_8/TveVPUR427I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/aCKeuSo13Cc/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690180744580225970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FyK06cMs_8/TveVPUR427I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/aCKeuSo13Cc/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some would think I dressed the boys alike, but I DID NOT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udLVw3pHga4/TveVO3ytTvI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K8WzTjFldww/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690180736933252850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udLVw3pHga4/TveVO3ytTvI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K8WzTjFldww/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Brax made Reindeer food at school, so before bed we were sprinkling it on the yard!--looks like it attracts pandas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJSRC7B_3co/TveVOhCA6vI/AAAAAAAAB-0/lGyxdj9QZxg/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690180730823437042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJSRC7B_3co/TveVOhCA6vI/AAAAAAAAB-0/lGyxdj9QZxg/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He made sure to remind Great Grandpa Allen that he needed a hug goodbye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUcGuzeSzLU/TveTrfmFczI/AAAAAAAAB-o/hwh9Qtn-r50/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690179029630808882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUcGuzeSzLU/TveTrfmFczI/AAAAAAAAB-o/hwh9Qtn-r50/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...and Grandpa Bob needed a hug, too he said~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3KmIzbtbSQ/TveTq-u3mYI/AAAAAAAAB-c/APMRcoHSnbY/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690179020809279874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3KmIzbtbSQ/TveTq-u3mYI/AAAAAAAAB-c/APMRcoHSnbY/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I woke at 4:58A.M. to hear Braxton saying, 'come her mom...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He played for a bit, and did end up going back to sleep til 7...whew!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsHRC6KnXtk/TveTq2zR3fI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Vpi4P0jpgBI/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690179018680294898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsHRC6KnXtk/TveTq2zR3fI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Vpi4P0jpgBI/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Santa pulled thru and brought a semi!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AiBjj31SrsQ/TveTqHlSbmI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Z1QduM0A7GY/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690179006005145186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AiBjj31SrsQ/TveTqHlSbmI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Z1QduM0A7GY/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because ya'll know we had room for this train table...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JvAOXMMs7vc/TveTpwfEQPI/AAAAAAAAB94/aWShMsf5To8/s1600/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690178999805034738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JvAOXMMs7vc/TveTpwfEQPI/AAAAAAAAB94/aWShMsf5To8/s400/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We ALL got B&amp;amp;B Repair Sweatshirts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Santa brought lots more...but I don't want to be judged, so I'm not posting anymore pics...LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6867615293349009376?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6867615293349009376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/whole-lotta-everything-saturday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6867615293349009376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6867615293349009376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/whole-lotta-everything-saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_luBZ5MR1ek/TveWX6AgLGI/AAAAAAAACAg/DQn26a2ytWI/s72-c/christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bchristma%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4557202023171699707</id><published>2011-12-24T16:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T16:50:33.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What goes up...must come down...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Braxton has been very crafty at school lately! I love his art projects he brings home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQWaqpbHQPI/TvZVpEYdgvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TVL4c-IasR0/s1600/new%2Bbed%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689829343268537074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQWaqpbHQPI/TvZVpEYdgvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TVL4c-IasR0/s400/new%2Bbed%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Braxton informed us that the reason he doesn't sleep in his bed is because "it is a baby bed and he IS NOT A BABY!!!' He has been sleeping on his cars couch...next to his bed:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgl7kiwhN9U/TvZVopxdxRI/AAAAAAAAB9g/dHjpkvF5ctc/s1600/new%2Bbed%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689829336125654290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgl7kiwhN9U/TvZVopxdxRI/AAAAAAAAB9g/dHjpkvF5ctc/s400/new%2Bbed%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Isn't this just adorable?! He is such a helper!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqU63H3yoAY/TvZVoiYOUjI/AAAAAAAAB9U/hCRMpl3RibU/s1600/new%2Bbed%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689829334140736050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqU63H3yoAY/TvZVoiYOUjI/AAAAAAAAB9U/hCRMpl3RibU/s400/new%2Bbed%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THANK YOU to cousin Carson for borrowing us his bed!!! Braxton wanted to 'drive it' and couldn't understand why he couldn't push it around his room! It was 'too heavy' he informed us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYzJwWCIpC0/TvZVn7K0zqI/AAAAAAAAB9I/t38PgvHmra0/s1600/new%2Bbed%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689829323615555234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYzJwWCIpC0/TvZVn7K0zqI/AAAAAAAAB9I/t38PgvHmra0/s400/new%2Bbed%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Sad to report that Braxton did not sleep any better in his bed last night. He still woke MANY times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViCKkuZ1Ofk/TvZVnwo7wpI/AAAAAAAAB88/ORGRc8_Nym8/s1600/new%2Bbed%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689829320789050002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViCKkuZ1Ofk/TvZVnwo7wpI/AAAAAAAAB88/ORGRc8_Nym8/s400/new%2Bbed%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...but Brad sure had a good nap this afternoon on it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; EVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4557202023171699707?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4557202023171699707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-goes-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4557202023171699707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4557202023171699707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-goes-up.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQWaqpbHQPI/TvZVpEYdgvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TVL4c-IasR0/s72-c/new%2Bbed%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3995659797150222816</id><published>2011-12-23T16:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T16:57:14.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It hits again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought maybe I would be able to escape the flu, but no such luck. I'm hoping now that all 3 of us have had it within 3 days, that hopefully it's gone and we will not pass it on to anyone. I am feeling somewhat better...I am trying to scrub and sanitize and shampoo carpets, and do laundry as much as I can, but I'm not going to lie--I have NO energy! I REALLY am hoping all gets done so we can have Christmas at our house tomorrow with my family as planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have to share this little story..there was no picture taken, but you can visualize! When we went to bed last night, I cuddled up on the bathroom floor (just made more sense) and Brad and Braxton went to bed...Braxton knowing I was sleeping on the bathroom floor. I woke up ill at 3am...alone in my bathroom. Woke again at 5:30am, to find Braxton had carried his pillow pet into the bathroom doorway, and layed down beside me. For some reason he didn't bring blankets in with him, but was obviously cold, as I found him covered up by towels!!! I thought that was pretty cute. All them times he helped put laundry away payed off:) Good thing he knew where to find them:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope everyone has A WONDERFUL Christmas Eve!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3995659797150222816?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3995659797150222816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-hits-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3995659797150222816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3995659797150222816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-hits-again.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2132774470986533259</id><published>2011-12-22T13:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:30:43.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 Days and counting down.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are ALL excited for Santa to come here at the Busselman House!!! I am SO anxious to start some family traditions for our family of 3!!! The last few years we did a few things, but this will be the start of him actually remembering from year to year!! I cannot believe HOW MUCH this child remembers!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I hope things go as well as planned...Braxton came down with the flu Tuesday afternoon and it held on strong til 5:30am....Wednesday night he seemed good...then Wednesday night-Thursday early a.m., Brad was lucky enough to catch it...Needless to say I'm spending every second at work these days!!! I am just awaiting my turn:( I HOPE and PRAY we DO NOT pass this on to anyone...although I'm hearing it is everywhere!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZSXHCRAVKg/TvOCqdfKjXI/AAAAAAAAB8w/BB2vHKXh7NY/s1600/play%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689034420280528242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZSXHCRAVKg/TvOCqdfKjXI/AAAAAAAAB8w/BB2vHKXh7NY/s400/play%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He wasn't sick in this picture, but he kinda looks sad....buck up butter cup:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fd5rjopuzOE/TvOCqCk8nSI/AAAAAAAAB8k/9SYbxBgKVhA/s1600/play%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689034413057023266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fd5rjopuzOE/TvOCqCk8nSI/AAAAAAAAB8k/9SYbxBgKVhA/s400/play%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;he was just REALLY into Donald Duck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;If you look at the previous picture...look at my little rudolph the red nosed reindeer! He had a minor accident at school earlier this week...even got himself his first bloody nose! They tell me he's a bleeder, but a trooper;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TThBhY7KPxY/TvOCpsTU5pI/AAAAAAAAB8c/-rR6K33mIXU/s1600/play%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689034407077537426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TThBhY7KPxY/TvOCpsTU5pI/AAAAAAAAB8c/-rR6K33mIXU/s400/play%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What makes every little boy feel better?!?!? Duh...a tractor, combine, wagon, and semi from Jerry!!! I was at work when this all took place, Brad even took pictures (maybe he is more trained than I thought-good man!) but as I'm looking at this picture, it dawns on me that Jerry can wrap! Way to go Jer:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBT1YE4U_NM/TvOCpJef-aI/AAAAAAAAB8M/vOk57chnN4Q/s1600/play%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689034397729159586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBT1YE4U_NM/TvOCpJef-aI/AAAAAAAAB8M/vOk57chnN4Q/s400/play%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He was pretty proud when I got home! And please excuse my messy house---and my childs' unmatching jammies!!! It has been a little bit of chaios at our house this week...Which leads me to my next thought...if someone out there will finish my Christmas shopping, PLEASE let me know...I will willingly hand over my debit card!!! (I'm SERIOUS!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTJi04zRXYM/TvOCpNE7-iI/AAAAAAAAB8A/XuJa2qUHUsI/s1600/play%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689034398695684642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTJi04zRXYM/TvOCpNE7-iI/AAAAAAAAB8A/XuJa2qUHUsI/s400/play%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2132774470986533259?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2132774470986533259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-days-and-counting-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2132774470986533259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2132774470986533259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-days-and-counting-down.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZSXHCRAVKg/TvOCqdfKjXI/AAAAAAAAB8w/BB2vHKXh7NY/s72-c/play%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-420970377396804190</id><published>2011-12-11T19:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:48:45.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Braxton has been telling us for over a month, that for Christmas he wants: a cycle, a hammer, a john deere bench and a green semi, and a dirt mover!! Everytime anyone asks him what he wants, he rattles these things off without hesitation!!! I hope Santa pulls through;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fzTbKAsiaI/TuVauQvMjsI/AAAAAAAAB74/mfyu0i2LKOA/s1600/snowman%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685049855438524098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fzTbKAsiaI/TuVauQvMjsI/AAAAAAAAB74/mfyu0i2LKOA/s400/snowman%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Not everyone grew up with St.Nick, but we did! So, we mixed a bunch of ideas together from my childhood, Brad's, and threw in a few others...and December 6th came....so Braxton and Brad hung the letter he wrote (from school) on the clothes line...and set their boots outside the door and waited....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685049851991014338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGjKu63Jfd0/TuVauD5Pu8I/AAAAAAAAB7o/AJ9AJO5tTiU/s400/snowman%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;meanwhile....a scary shark came by!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1vqybLl3ks/TuVat3mVZLI/AAAAAAAAB7c/2o5-K0CytcI/s1600/snowman%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685049848690468018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1vqybLl3ks/TuVat3mVZLI/AAAAAAAAB7c/2o5-K0CytcI/s400/snowman%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;...the doorbell rang and there sat candy in Braxton's boots, but it was surrounded by rocks because he was 'a little naughty' as he tells us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JgoJaEYNBac/TuVYziHAf8I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/7yaekZfT8bs/s1600/snowman%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685047746977890242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JgoJaEYNBac/TuVYziHAf8I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/7yaekZfT8bs/s400/snowman%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...and daddy was 'a lot naughty'...look at that big ol rock!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and mom was at work...and &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; neglected to put her boots out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPtCyI8-UkU/TuVYyzEbTOI/AAAAAAAAB7E/WDAFkLSEOfE/s1600/snowman%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685047734350597346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPtCyI8-UkU/TuVYyzEbTOI/AAAAAAAAB7E/WDAFkLSEOfE/s400/snowman%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So with the first snow, what else do you do, other than eat a bowl of it?!?!?!?!? I have NO IDEA why he wanted snow, but he did. And then we had a science lesson and learned why it turned to water....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWNViJGgPf0/TuVYyzj-OQI/AAAAAAAAB60/JD72B26nvCg/s1600/snowman%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685047734482909442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWNViJGgPf0/TuVYyzj-OQI/AAAAAAAAB60/JD72B26nvCg/s400/snowman%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I am SO excited...I got invited to a cookie exchange!!!! I am to bring 8 DOZEN cookies!!! AHHH...let the baking attemption begin! (obviously the gal who invited me has never tasted my baking;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFPybzvpjcU/TuVYyqTduLI/AAAAAAAAB6s/3-_ugJj99JE/s1600/snowman%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685047731997751474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFPybzvpjcU/TuVYyqTduLI/AAAAAAAAB6s/3-_ugJj99JE/s400/snowman%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...and the building starts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4nRc8_rpJ4/TuVYyRaHWeI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0u3u5xYgn34/s1600/snowman%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685047725314759138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4nRc8_rpJ4/TuVYyRaHWeI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0u3u5xYgn34/s400/snowman%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Braxton~Daddy~Mommy ( I didn't ever consider myself short...till now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OH MY GOSH!!! As I'm viewing this...I just noticed what's in Brad's left hand...NICE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-420970377396804190?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/420970377396804190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/420970377396804190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/420970377396804190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-santa.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fzTbKAsiaI/TuVauQvMjsI/AAAAAAAAB74/mfyu0i2LKOA/s72-c/snowman%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3162257427547881842</id><published>2011-12-04T15:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:12:23.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Santa" the elf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We had a busy week around here as usual! Brad's littlest sister, Megan &amp;amp; hubby, Chad, were back to visit for a week, so Braxton is STILL talking about his Uncle Chad, and how he has &lt;em&gt;2 Uncle Chad's!!! &lt;/em&gt;He is learning there are 2 of a lot of people! There is "big Jett and little Jett" at school...the "red Uncle Chad, and the Uncle Chad with no belly button"....((I better explain that a bit. Chad had Husker attire on and Braxton noticed all his red. As for my brother Chad, he was in a horrid accident years ago and with many surgeries, he was left with no belly button))..."big Carson (his cousin) and little Carson at school"...."great Grandpa Alan, and Alan Bender..these are some of his favorites he talks about often. He thinks it is pretty cool to know 2 people with the same name! He's having a hard time understanding why people call daddy, Uncle Brad, 'his name is not Uncle, it's daddy!!!' he shouts at them:) So much to teach a 2 and half year old! And we have learned not to forget the 'half'!!! And everyday he asks if he is 5 yet! NNOOO!!!! That seems crazy to think of preschool and kindergarden and etc to follow!!! I believe school is where he first learned 'big and little' though. So by being tall makes you big in his eyes (not fat) just to clear that up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9lxwFrqmqo/TtvqUA9zciI/AAAAAAAAB6U/0YA5oqHdZwg/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392984435520034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9lxwFrqmqo/TtvqUA9zciI/AAAAAAAAB6U/0YA5oqHdZwg/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Before having Braxton I remember thinking how &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; it is when kids wear their halloween costumes when it isn't even halloween! And when they dress themselves and totally Don't match! Well, we are now there! Living reality and I LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elX_YnSRz9A/TtvqTl0bNoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/_PCMVmpcyr0/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392977148425858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elX_YnSRz9A/TtvqTl0bNoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/_PCMVmpcyr0/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Doesn't he just look awnry?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lksg1aK3iFk/TtvqTIOoYNI/AAAAAAAAB58/lErm1ZR5hGE/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392969205276882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lksg1aK3iFk/TtvqTIOoYNI/AAAAAAAAB58/lErm1ZR5hGE/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I guess Brad &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;know how to run my camera! What a lovely shot:) Braxton wanted to sleep on his cars couch one night, and being the parents we are, sure why not! Well, he takes every nap on there and has slept there every night since! One night he asked if I would lay by him for a bit, sure thing! I thought I'd just pretend to shut my eyes...yea...3 hours later I woke up to realize I had a great snooze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOLahIu64IM/TtvqS5LiHZI/AAAAAAAAB5w/4MLFyW6VvVo/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392965165751698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOLahIu64IM/TtvqS5LiHZI/AAAAAAAAB5w/4MLFyW6VvVo/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Uncle Chad.Aunt Megan.Braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He had a BLAST with these two!!! They haven't been back for a year, so I'm sure he was a totally different kid then when they last saw him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wlmo-PP-Yk/TtvpeH0XuBI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/tEkdz1BX7QM/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392058562066450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wlmo-PP-Yk/TtvpeH0XuBI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/tEkdz1BX7QM/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Brad was in a wedding this weekend...which means lots of Grandparent time for Braxton! He started Friday night off at "grandma kor-fus's' house" where they had a houseful of people for Thanksgiving meal, followed by waking up Saturday morning and saying 'I go Grandpa Bob's house now, right mommy!" but, it wasn't a question, more of a &lt;em&gt;demand!&lt;/em&gt; To let you know how his stay was, well, let's just say he started crying and screaming when I went to pick him up! He DID NOT want to go home:( He told me he helped Grandpa Bob move snow with the backhoe...so first thing we had to do when we got home this chilly morning...yep you guessed it! Although he did say that Grandpa Bob doesn't have a dumptruck like him:) We are SO lucky to have grandparents (on both sides!) around so close!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1PHyth8usg/TtvpdomVJTI/AAAAAAAAB5E/zsRAxwB2i6Y/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392050181678386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1PHyth8usg/TtvpdomVJTI/AAAAAAAAB5E/zsRAxwB2i6Y/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Okay!! Story time! I was on Pinterest (LOVE IT!!) earlier today and Braxton happened to see the elf on the shelf on the computer and asked all about him. I told him what I knew and followed with telling him that if he was really good, maybe, just maybe Santa would send and elf down for him. He followed with, 'i wanna take a nap momma'! OKAY! I will never turn down a kid &lt;em&gt;wanting&lt;/em&gt; to take a nap!!! The crazy part of this, is that while he was napping, this package was delivered on our porch...and Brad and I had NOTHING to do with it! I know I know, Santa brings the elf you are thinking...(but being realistic to all you parents--&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; had to bring it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Let's just say we have great friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejhYa5Mrrcw/TtvpdZV7LDI/AAAAAAAAB44/ePhRyQxd2mY/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392046086335538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejhYa5Mrrcw/TtvpdZV7LDI/AAAAAAAAB44/ePhRyQxd2mY/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We had to get a picture with "SANTA the Elf" before we picked out a spot for him to sit for the day! yep, he named him all by himself! We decided that whatever name he first picked that we would go with it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1X3FDjnaK0/TtvpdDMBT_I/AAAAAAAAB4w/0EirinMG2bM/s1600/santa%2Belf%2521%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682392040139214834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1X3FDjnaK0/TtvpdDMBT_I/AAAAAAAAB4w/0EirinMG2bM/s400/santa%2Belf%2521%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is where Braxton placed him. I sure hope "Santa" doesn't need all them kleenex's when he sees how naughty Braxton is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I sure hope that "Santa" the elf remembers to sit in another spot tomorrow...ahh...that would be tragic if he didn't move:)(note to self!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy December!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3162257427547881842?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3162257427547881842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-elf-we-had-busy-week-around-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3162257427547881842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3162257427547881842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-elf-we-had-busy-week-around-here.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9lxwFrqmqo/TtvqUA9zciI/AAAAAAAAB6U/0YA5oqHdZwg/s72-c/santa%2Belf%2521%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6460522070714045601</id><published>2011-11-27T15:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:04:57.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Little...Two Little...Three Little Indians...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thankful to have spent Thanksgiving 2011 with Family!!! (with many surprises!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I was SO thankful to get to host my first Thanksgiving for my Preister family! I was a little curious to see if my food would all time out at the same time, and it did! &lt;em&gt;WHEW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZf-OOQhEXc/TtKuwq9e6HI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6quqKeGBHYs/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794231256737906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZf-OOQhEXc/TtKuwq9e6HI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6quqKeGBHYs/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Great Grandpa Alan, (the tow truck and the es-ca-bader), Braxton, &amp;amp; Brad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(When we say our prayers at night, Braxton will bring up Grandpa Alan first...Braxton LOVES this man!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkolguTq92E/TtKuvX3eoNI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/dhY5O-wHdDY/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794208951410898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkolguTq92E/TtKuvX3eoNI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/dhY5O-wHdDY/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Charli, Harper, and Braxton. I thought 2 horses was plenty, looks like we may need a 3rd--KIDDING---NO ONE take that as a hint------I DOOOO NNNOOOTT WWAANNNTT AANNOOTTTHHEERR HHHOORRSSSEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifPBTInNM4s/TtKuvZh37mI/AAAAAAAAB4E/MWIlgK2pHTo/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794209397665378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifPBTInNM4s/TtKuvZh37mI/AAAAAAAAB4E/MWIlgK2pHTo/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;3 little wild indians and a Grandpa Bob (with a mouse on his finger!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kts6pY6ho3w/TtKuvIzE_sI/AAAAAAAAB38/86BL7MPs_mU/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794204906421954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kts6pY6ho3w/TtKuvIzE_sI/AAAAAAAAB38/86BL7MPs_mU/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Brad~Braxton~Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z743dXYkPaM/TtKuvISTe1I/AAAAAAAAB30/CS-2ga1M_TM/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794204768959314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z743dXYkPaM/TtKuvISTe1I/AAAAAAAAB30/CS-2ga1M_TM/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Friday night the Widhalms got here!!!!! This is sweet little Londyn Claire and Braxton! She is almost a year younger than Braxton, but may weigh the same?!?!:) She is SO mellow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms5VVFDdopw/TtKr-EfDcsI/AAAAAAAAB3g/IjWtaDCXwGM/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679791162911847106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms5VVFDdopw/TtKr-EfDcsI/AAAAAAAAB3g/IjWtaDCXwGM/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I would tell Londyn to lay down so I could tickle her...she would say, 'kay...tickle' Aww!! And Conner thought it was more fun to tickle Aunt Manda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIDTXJajXXU/TtKr9w5_l-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/_nSXAoxmsOU/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679791157656131554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIDTXJajXXU/TtKr9w5_l-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/_nSXAoxmsOU/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yes, my child was as wild and naughty as this picture looks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1Wuul3tbUg/TtKr9DdVP-I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ShEET64Lv40/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679791145456320482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1Wuul3tbUg/TtKr9DdVP-I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ShEET64Lv40/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 just hung out here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vX1nokpPJTM/TtKr9BymogI/AAAAAAAAB28/zJDvO33EX0c/s1600/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679791145008669186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vX1nokpPJTM/TtKr9BymogI/AAAAAAAAB28/zJDvO33EX0c/s400/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Braxton said, 'i'm thirsty for milk mom'...and when I turned around, he was helping himself to the milk! Self-sufficient!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pardon my messy fridge!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlWXjw8J-RU/TtKr824PoCI/AAAAAAAAB20/oGPFKMY_iOU/s1600/%2521cid_E21E7B68186B11E1B551E8F0E7A0BE40%2540snj-us-pcwp-706_us_kodak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679791142079537186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlWXjw8J-RU/TtKr824PoCI/AAAAAAAAB20/oGPFKMY_iOU/s400/%2521cid_E21E7B68186B11E1B551E8F0E7A0BE40%2540snj-us-pcwp-706_us_kodak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This was our tree @ the Festival. In the far left corner was our bulldog who escaped his fence...pulling our tree over...what you can't see is our awesome bowl of blue and white LHF bulldog M&amp;amp;M's.....MMMM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I hope everyone had a GREAT holiday weekend!!! Brad's littlest sister Megan and husband, Chad, are back...so we will have another week of family!!!&lt;/span&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/4749338701278468636-6460522070714045601?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6460522070714045601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6460522070714045601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6460522070714045601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-little.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZf-OOQhEXc/TtKuwq9e6HI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6quqKeGBHYs/s72-c/widhalm%2Bthanksgiving%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2963873985083583881</id><published>2011-11-20T19:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:55:55.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Brad and Braxton took off on Friday for Red Cloud to deer hunt!! I'm not sure who was more anxious to go...they had a great trip!!! I stayed back to have a tree at our Festival of Trees, and I had to work many places this weekend! If you missed out on our Festival, YOU MISSED OUT!! It was great and DELICIOUS!!! I believe it's every 2 years! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJRcq7NOh54/Tsms07eD63I/AAAAAAAAB2o/XzrW-DAhOXY/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677258830594173810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJRcq7NOh54/Tsms07eD63I/AAAAAAAAB2o/XzrW-DAhOXY/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;When Brad was packing up his gun, Braxton had to get his in there, too! For some odd reason this brought tears to my eyes! My little man is growing up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xva51k1wlc/Tsms0Qmf45I/AAAAAAAAB2c/WEiVJImGRIw/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677258819086836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xva51k1wlc/Tsms0Qmf45I/AAAAAAAAB2c/WEiVJImGRIw/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Photos...compliments of Brad:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpXuN_qaVZY/TsmszXSEL4I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/s7A6bmPd7mM/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677258803700313986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpXuN_qaVZY/TsmszXSEL4I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/s7A6bmPd7mM/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I guess when Brad was unloading things into the deer stand, he told Braxton to wait and watch out the window...he listened well:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YkdvI-b29A/Tsmsza3GoZI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Tv2JheXSmbU/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677258804660969874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YkdvI-b29A/Tsmsza3GoZI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Tv2JheXSmbU/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A*D*O*R*A*B*L*E!!! He even has his 'ears' on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9F7u6RtQDlE/TsmszMz6FSI/AAAAAAAAB14/b8XKryItulg/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677258800889468194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9F7u6RtQDlE/TsmszMz6FSI/AAAAAAAAB14/b8XKryItulg/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;yes, he did come home on a sugar high!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;While I missed my boys SO MUCH, it is plain to see they were too busy to miss me;/ I am glad Brad got this experience with Braxton. He seems awful young to have gone along, but from the stories I am hearing, it was a good time had by all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;When we were driving tonight, he randomly chants..."ha ha ha mommy, you didn't get to go deer hunting" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;He has quite the imagination lately...In target the other day, we were buying gifts for some friends who are expecting. I came across a client, and he proceeded to tell her that, 'My mommy has a baby grrl in her tummy" and "I get a little sister" Oh, it gets better....we go to Brodkeys and he is still munching on his chicken strip from lunch...the gentlemen working says, "You got a big ol piece of chicken!" and Braxton follows with, "You're a BIG OL MAN!" YIKES!!! This is terrible and mean, and wrong of me, but in Braxton's defense, have ya'll walked by Brodkeys?! ...if so, you know my child tells no lies.......except the target conversation....THAT is IMAGINATION!!!!!!!!!! ( just to clarify and clear things up!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;While cleaning the bathroom tonight, Brax hopped on the scale and I said, "WHEW!! 20 pounds!!!"....he jumps back with, 'no, mom, 23 pounds'.......Not sure where that came from...but he was pretty accurate!!!! Skinny minnie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2963873985083583881?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2963873985083583881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/brad-and-braxton-took-off-on-friday-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2963873985083583881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2963873985083583881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/brad-and-braxton-took-off-on-friday-for.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJRcq7NOh54/Tsms07eD63I/AAAAAAAAB2o/XzrW-DAhOXY/s72-c/deer%2Bhunting%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2932723030057876881</id><published>2011-11-15T22:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:53:37.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Run Santa Run!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;While Brad was gone this past weekend deer hunting, I participated in my first 5K race!!! I wasn't sure how I would like it, but I LOVED IT!!! I ended up running with some gals originally from Lindsay, and had a blast with them!!! My time was 29m3?s, which for me was great! Always room for improvement! Braxton got to go to Great Aunt Peggy's house while I ran...and I'm &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;hearing tractor stories about her:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDQrm5pzC5w/TsM-cQt6eAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/3jttfq3dJdM/s1600/4cdf455363929_preview-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448610661758978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDQrm5pzC5w/TsM-cQt6eAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/3jttfq3dJdM/s400/4cdf455363929_preview-300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know where I am, but this is what we ran in! HILARIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmr3ZIFeIek/TsM-cfS5LHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KXY98nSXBw0/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448614574959730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmr3ZIFeIek/TsM-cfS5LHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KXY98nSXBw0/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ahh..he wanted a picture of, 'me and you momma'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo4VqdzFnVM/TsM-LQ6EgTI/AAAAAAAAB1I/oDungU4U3bw/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448318654972210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo4VqdzFnVM/TsM-LQ6EgTI/AAAAAAAAB1I/oDungU4U3bw/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Goof balls! Tay-der taught Braxton how to 'bicycle'...their new fun game I hear:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QDOPA_8_UFQ/TsM-Lac9wJI/AAAAAAAAB00/lyKL9jwGOwM/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448321217249426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QDOPA_8_UFQ/TsM-Lac9wJI/AAAAAAAAB00/lyKL9jwGOwM/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I was taking a picture of something this morning, and he said, 'momma, will you take a picture of my es-ca-bader'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEynYPZ1Lzo/TsM-LPDo-JI/AAAAAAAAB0s/F7QxI0clfXI/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448318158239890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEynYPZ1Lzo/TsM-LPDo-JI/AAAAAAAAB0s/F7QxI0clfXI/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;This is what I was originally taking a pic of...how funny...he stacks things so nicely! (notice the pile of corn is still around!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtAWxwbHTiY/TsM-LCsi9FI/AAAAAAAAB0k/KowjSeSiEV4/s1600/deer%2Bhunting%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675448314840151122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtAWxwbHTiY/TsM-LCsi9FI/AAAAAAAAB0k/KowjSeSiEV4/s400/deer%2Bhunting%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;...'and momma, take a picure of my sem-ma-mi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to share this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night we were driving to a meeting, and this is what I hear from the backseat of my VAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton:'momma, can we get a new car?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma:'what?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton:'can daddy buy us a new car?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma:'what would we do with our van?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton:'maybe we can give it back to Santa?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma::)'what kind of car do you want?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton:'a fancy one!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma:'who has a fancy one? what do you mean?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton:'a fancy car like Debbie mom, then we would be cool"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY !!! It dawned on me! Sunday night, we were at "Debbie's house", and in her garage sits a new suv...I made the comment, "whew Debbie...look at your fancy car, you are cool!" This child of mine is ALWAYS listening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, tonight when I went to pick him up, he says, 'mom, you didn't get a fancy car yet, why?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Braxton! SOMEDAY! Really, what is wrong with my 2005, paid for-salvage titled-mini-van with hail damage?! Is it possible to embarrass a 2.5 year old?!?!?!?!!?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Brad got a 5x6---yay!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2932723030057876881?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2932723030057876881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-santa-run-while-brad-was-gone-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2932723030057876881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2932723030057876881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-santa-run-while-brad-was-gone-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDQrm5pzC5w/TsM-cQt6eAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/3jttfq3dJdM/s72-c/4cdf455363929_preview-300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2236298269958826843</id><published>2011-11-10T08:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:31:19.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W.o.r.d.s. say it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night, Brad, Braxton and I were driving and Braxton is SO quiet when he talks... So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amanda&lt;em&gt;:"what did you say buddy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braxton&lt;em&gt;:"stop talking mom, I am talking to my daddy, not you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brad:(with a smirk&lt;em&gt;)"what's up buddy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the conversation went on without me...it was about deer hunting, so I stopped listening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Earlier, Brad was telling me that they went and picked up a 4wheeler to borrow from a friend and Braxton was asking why we don't have a 4wheeler, and why Jerry has one, and that &lt;em&gt;"Jerry has everything!!!"&lt;/em&gt; REALLY!?!? At the age of 2.5, does this really start this young?!? He also informed Brad that &lt;em&gt;when he turns 3 1/2 he is going to come to work with him!!!&lt;/em&gt; Well, CHEAP daycare is all I thought:) Listening to the things Braxton says, and asks about amazes me...like when he was climbing on my back, felt my bra strap and insists on knowing what it is, and what it is for?! hmm..how to answer that one?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He also informed me that he &lt;em&gt;'wants to be the baby, but just pretend he's my baby, because he is really a big boy'&lt;/em&gt;...well, consider it done:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it may be a long weekend as Brad is deer hunting without Braxton:( Brad has informed him that he is going to 'find the deer', that way when they go back next weekend, they can shoot them..we will see how this pans out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everyone is having a good week!!! Another weekend is almost here:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2236298269958826843?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2236298269958826843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2236298269958826843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2236298269958826843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/w.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7837879208987033935</id><published>2011-11-06T19:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:40:16.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;TURKEY TURKEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCDdBpGao5s/TrcwI5OE8zI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/su58aE1L1vM/s1600/turkeys%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672055185053381426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCDdBpGao5s/TrcwI5OE8zI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/su58aE1L1vM/s400/turkeys%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He wanted to say cheese:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLw6yG9A1i8/TrcwIuSkayI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ZPaFTX6eUAA/s1600/turkeys%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672055182119430946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLw6yG9A1i8/TrcwIuSkayI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ZPaFTX6eUAA/s400/turkeys%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The boys enjoying their homemade smoothies and peanuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YKWoTbXSfg/TrcwHay4DqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/n1jFfFzRhlU/s1600/turkeys%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672055159706357410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YKWoTbXSfg/TrcwHay4DqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/n1jFfFzRhlU/s400/turkeys%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton gets to take snacks tomorrow for all his friends. SO we made these little turkies, and don't worry, I got pounds of grapes all cut up, too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02bjqqzC18Q/TrcwG5K4YeI/AAAAAAAABz0/Otl-UvRtcps/s1600/turkeys%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672055150680236514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02bjqqzC18Q/TrcwG5K4YeI/AAAAAAAABz0/Otl-UvRtcps/s400/turkeys%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I was getting a little tired of doing them, as you can see some have drooping eyes, large eyes, missing tail feathers, beat up beaks, yea...it's like they really came from the wild! I should see how many calories are in one of these...2 oreos, reeses peanut butter cup, candy corn, whoppers, and a lota frosting--sorry moms, your kids are coming home on a sugar high tomorrow:) Your Welcome! (it's just like they are when they come home from Grandma's:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;***Right now in our house***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braxton lays in bed trying to sleep, hacking/barking...poor little man. He is doing better than last night that is for sure! He hasn't had a fever anymore today, and the coughing/gagging, has downsized to just coughing..and he isn't itching at his ears...we have a mini drug store in our house from prior sicknesses, so we got: benadryl, cough syrup, tylenol, motrin, decongestant, antibiotic...hmm..what else?! NO, I do not have him on all these...I'm just saying we decided against the dr today, since we figured we got all he would prescribe anyways. The vapor humidifier hasn't stopped running yet...but don't think it's helping much:( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-7837879208987033935?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7837879208987033935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-turkey-he-wanted-to-say-cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7837879208987033935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7837879208987033935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-turkey-he-wanted-to-say-cheese.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCDdBpGao5s/TrcwI5OE8zI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/su58aE1L1vM/s72-c/turkeys%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4768058164951489808</id><published>2011-11-03T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:02:26.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;BCH Lunchdate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today Braxton and I went for a &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;overdue lunch date with my old college roommate/friend Danielle, and her sweety little girl, Brynlee (LOVE LOVE LOVE her name!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The last time we had lunch, Braxton was probably 1 if even, and Danielle wasn't even pregnant! Like I said, &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; overdue lunch date!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The kids both did great! We sat for over 2 hours and the kids were both so content, and even shared toys by the time it was time to leave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0PeW7HbQaY/TrMM3EVBMUI/AAAAAAAABzk/4IxAfC0h_bk/s1600/lunchdate%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670890495983825218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0PeW7HbQaY/TrMM3EVBMUI/AAAAAAAABzk/4IxAfC0h_bk/s400/lunchdate%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Braxton wanted to say 'cheese' he said...can you see it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hnt-_0PUpmo/TrMM3BUAEYI/AAAAAAAABzc/9MxLYoE5g5U/s1600/lunchdate%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670890495174250882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hnt-_0PUpmo/TrMM3BUAEYI/AAAAAAAABzc/9MxLYoE5g5U/s400/lunchdate%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's sideways, but the gal working brought them both a balloon animal, this was our turtle...which Braxton wants to know what a turtle says?!??! ANYONE know??? (Jenny, I know what your answer would be..but only McKenna needs to be taught that:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAeCftaF8jA/TrMM2UGZzVI/AAAAAAAABzQ/UAEajEnbuUw/s1600/lunchdate%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670890483037621586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAeCftaF8jA/TrMM2UGZzVI/AAAAAAAABzQ/UAEajEnbuUw/s400/lunchdate%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Braxton was so surprised that a 'grrl would play with a tactor'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c3o9HwjkfL4/TrMM2PHzA1I/AAAAAAAABzE/eFu-dGS75Mc/s1600/lunchdate%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670890481701290834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c3o9HwjkfL4/TrMM2PHzA1I/AAAAAAAABzE/eFu-dGS75Mc/s400/lunchdate%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So she handed over Elmo for him...good trade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmXqnZLbTGM/TrMM17L0QII/AAAAAAAABy4/pCF6oZNeqAU/s1600/lunchdate%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670890476349440130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmXqnZLbTGM/TrMM17L0QII/AAAAAAAABy4/pCF6oZNeqAU/s400/lunchdate%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I had some errands to do while in the big city, and 10 minutes into walmart, he says, 'mom, I'm not gonna take a nap, I just wanna pretend'...and he was out!! Ever carry a 2.5 year old thru walmart and push a FULL cart of junk?!? WHEW!! I was sweating!!! Pathetic, I know:) So, he was exhausted, and 3 hours later, still remains asleep...my yard is waiting to be mowed, and my leaves are waiting to be raked...wake up wake up....(never thought I would want nap time to be over!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;What's happening in my house RIGHT now... My dryer, my very old dryer, has decided it doesn't want to stop! When the buzzer (which sounds like a dying buzz) goes off, it doesn't stop till you open the door, and as soon as you shut the dryer to make it stop buzzing, it immediately starts back up! Anyone need anything dried??? So, question of the day, do I let it constantly buzz, or constantly dry round and round:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4768058164951489808?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4768058164951489808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/bch-lunchdate-today-braxton-and-i-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4768058164951489808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4768058164951489808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/11/bch-lunchdate-today-braxton-and-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0PeW7HbQaY/TrMM3EVBMUI/AAAAAAAABzk/4IxAfC0h_bk/s72-c/lunchdate%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4004252306647639917</id><published>2011-10-31T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:15:54.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who says Halloween is only for a &lt;em&gt;day&lt;/em&gt;?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our plan to trick-or-trunk got changed when we got a phone call from the Bender's!!! Bender's=FARMING!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Braxton was &lt;em&gt;SOOO&lt;/em&gt; excited to go drive the combine!!! All I kept hearing was&lt;em&gt; 'mom, you ride with Alan, and I will ride with Jordan, I'm big and can go by myself '&lt;/em&gt;....oh man, he doesn't want me already:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We skipped nap and rode for hours...he even drove-&lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; drove on his own! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jordan would point, and away Braxton would go in that direction!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He worked so hard, he fell asleep!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, nap began at 4pm...3 hours late:/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, when we woke him at 6pm, you can about imagine the &lt;em&gt;monster&lt;/em&gt; we had on our hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Note to self...DO NOT SKIP NAP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDBO97LJIkU/Tq9Py_xn2CI/AAAAAAAABys/kGhZaFv6wIs/s1600/halloween2%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669838193414363170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDBO97LJIkU/Tq9Py_xn2CI/AAAAAAAABys/kGhZaFv6wIs/s400/halloween2%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I can into the living room Sunday to find him shooting his horse:/ (But &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;, look at that stance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jG9kfzFHPbc/Tq9Pc3LNjuI/AAAAAAAAByc/679f1B87fYE/s1600/halloween2%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669837813148651234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jG9kfzFHPbc/Tq9Pc3LNjuI/AAAAAAAAByc/679f1B87fYE/s400/halloween2%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This was the rig Braxton got to drive!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CE25tRLpN8/Tq9Pciv-1iI/AAAAAAAAByM/ZacK68ZC1WM/s1600/halloween2%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669837807665731106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CE25tRLpN8/Tq9Pciv-1iI/AAAAAAAAByM/ZacK68ZC1WM/s400/halloween2%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and this is what the result was after driving...I &lt;em&gt;swear&lt;/em&gt; he normally fits in his bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1305ctXC38/Tq9PcpEJSgI/AAAAAAAAByE/vrY6FFwY8PU/s1600/halloween2%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669837809360914946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1305ctXC38/Tq9PcpEJSgI/AAAAAAAAByE/vrY6FFwY8PU/s400/halloween2%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our little Tiger..or Lion as he says...he really wanted to be a lion, so I may have told him he was:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHb4bYYYqNs/Tq9Pb0d-2KI/AAAAAAAABx4/ptM_LR0CW8E/s1600/halloween2%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669837795242203298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHb4bYYYqNs/Tq9Pb0d-2KI/AAAAAAAABx4/ptM_LR0CW8E/s400/halloween2%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Give him what he wants and he will be your best friend! He LOVES Jessica (Pelster) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdcgdMSN0GI/Tq9Pb043zAI/AAAAAAAABxs/s0h-jBNUBLw/s1600/halloween2%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669837795354987522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdcgdMSN0GI/Tq9Pb043zAI/AAAAAAAABxs/s0h-jBNUBLw/s400/halloween2%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He was running away from "Gene Werner"..but first he had to chase him and tickle him with his tail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWm1KdVuim8/Tq9OTNNAoiI/AAAAAAAABxc/VioiAZ0YYMo/s1600/halloween2%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669836547751453218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWm1KdVuim8/Tq9OTNNAoiI/AAAAAAAABxc/VioiAZ0YYMo/s400/halloween2%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Grandpa Johnny Bob, Gramma Sherri, and Braxton (that is what he calls grandpa!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1km2L9uwqs/Tq9OSgCJGBI/AAAAAAAABxQ/zGtWHGVfh00/s1600/halloween2%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669836535626274834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1km2L9uwqs/Tq9OSgCJGBI/AAAAAAAABxQ/zGtWHGVfh00/s400/halloween2%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;..and Aunt Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpsBD4J9SMk/Tq9OSK4xlJI/AAAAAAAABxE/gDpmhBr7-nU/s1600/halloween2%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669836529949840530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpsBD4J9SMk/Tq9OSK4xlJI/AAAAAAAABxE/gDpmhBr7-nU/s400/halloween2%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Grandpa Bobby John, Grandma Jody, and Braxton (his new name for this Grandpa) What is really funny, is that while we were pregnant, and didn't know what we were having, when I mentioned boys' names, Brad kept saying, "let's name it "johnny bob, or bobby john if it's a boy"...well, thank God he was kidding:) NO offense guys...love your names:) Dad was pretending to throw him into the air and he was giggling so hard!!! He even got a horsy ride from dad, my favorite ride as a little girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK1JQutcOtQ/Tq9ORxqonuI/AAAAAAAABw0/0kIRBvYQh-Y/s1600/halloween2%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669836523179646690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK1JQutcOtQ/Tq9ORxqonuI/AAAAAAAABw0/0kIRBvYQh-Y/s400/halloween2%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a little of what we brought home from the farm...REAL CORN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u7Wa2aqpT6Q/Tq9ORw9oTFI/AAAAAAAABws/Ime-BIfOdGY/s1600/halloween2%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669836522990881874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u7Wa2aqpT6Q/Tq9ORw9oTFI/AAAAAAAABws/Ime-BIfOdGY/s400/halloween2%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Grandma Debbie &amp;amp; Braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5HSS1Netc4/Tq9L7CCRVhI/AAAAAAAABwg/7ZrWsM63Ym0/s1600/halloween2%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669833933413504530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5HSS1Netc4/Tq9L7CCRVhI/AAAAAAAABwg/7ZrWsM63Ym0/s400/halloween2%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Uncle Dillon and Braxton...this is my 'little brother' who is almost bigger than me!!! I interrupted his basketball game with a buddy, he wasn't impressed. Guess I'm not that cool big sister he once thought I was:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRxgHJaZKvU/Tq9L6daMnlI/AAAAAAAABwU/CB99vlFCkjQ/s1600/halloween2%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669833923581746770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRxgHJaZKvU/Tq9L6daMnlI/AAAAAAAABwU/CB99vlFCkjQ/s400/halloween2%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Trick or treating at Uncle Lyle's...he was giving kittens away...Brad was a fun hater and we left without one:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsUR-i1Yz0k/Tq9L55LDgoI/AAAAAAAABwE/xxQ2pY1Y844/s1600/halloween2%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669833913854558850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsUR-i1Yz0k/Tq9L55LDgoI/AAAAAAAABwE/xxQ2pY1Y844/s400/halloween2%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm not even kidding..these 2 were dancing to 'boots with the fur...down low...bla bla bla"...but HOW CUTE!!! Check out these moves! They were totally insync with each other!!! (all you single ladies...Uncle Lyle is single...29 years old...great personality...yes, I am really pimping him out on my child's blog!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bac1DCn-QYg/Tq9L5qLfPCI/AAAAAAAABv4/UuW_EHsUud4/s1600/halloween2%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669833909829844002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bac1DCn-QYg/Tq9L5qLfPCI/AAAAAAAABv4/UuW_EHsUud4/s400/halloween2%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Great Grandma Korth and Braxton He told her his ABC's, so she gave him MORE candy...so much candy that she reminded us we could freeze the candy bars for later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx-I-cS8NY0/Tq9L5iQKpBI/AAAAAAAABvw/8oXPsWYFrog/s1600/halloween2%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669833907701982226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx-I-cS8NY0/Tq9L5iQKpBI/AAAAAAAABvw/8oXPsWYFrog/s400/halloween2%2B057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will take what I can get for a family photo:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4004252306647639917?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4004252306647639917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween-who-says-halloween-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4004252306647639917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4004252306647639917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween-who-says-halloween-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDBO97LJIkU/Tq9Py_xn2CI/AAAAAAAABys/kGhZaFv6wIs/s72-c/halloween2%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4818210653441608557</id><published>2011-10-30T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:31:06.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fire Fighter Braxton...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At school Braxton got to talk about Fire Safety. When I picked him up he was the only still wearing his hat! He said he was going to be just like his daddy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76yOUS3WI4/Tq15HgqoZ7I/AAAAAAAABvo/odNx7IZpTVY/s1600/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669320675864111026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76yOUS3WI4/Tq15HgqoZ7I/AAAAAAAABvo/odNx7IZpTVY/s400/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I call it a tiger...he says lion...easiest to not argue with a 2.5 year old!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZzKCjDdbrg/Tq15HuhlYvI/AAAAAAAABvY/fjGfRnL1UN0/s1600/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669320679584260850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZzKCjDdbrg/Tq15HuhlYvI/AAAAAAAABvY/fjGfRnL1UN0/s400/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We got Cousins Kenna &amp;amp; Carson to come over for a sleepover! They had SOOO much fun together!! Braxton was a bit territorial of his things, but all in all, did quite well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9rRtrwthY4/Tq15GNt7yXI/AAAAAAAABvQ/ifCN8hBjXP8/s1600/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669320653597821298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9rRtrwthY4/Tq15GNt7yXI/AAAAAAAABvQ/ifCN8hBjXP8/s400/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kiddos brought their sleeping bags..which caused a problem for little man, who does not have one yet...(although I think I heard Santa may be bringing him a camoflauge one!Shhh) But, Gramma Sherri stopped by and had a great idea of a pillowcase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3h361ijbosc/Tq15F6FeJ5I/AAAAAAAABu8/ycKVLV-tQ8o/s1600/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669320648327833490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3h361ijbosc/Tq15F6FeJ5I/AAAAAAAABu8/ycKVLV-tQ8o/s400/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He just &lt;em&gt;HAD&lt;/em&gt; to be in the middle of &lt;em&gt;the kids&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhgg1DgiQcw/Tq15FgbV2FI/AAAAAAAABu0/t9w6JjgcBL0/s1600/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669320641440241746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhgg1DgiQcw/Tq15FgbV2FI/AAAAAAAABu0/t9w6JjgcBL0/s400/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Our town has volleyball subdistricts tomorrow, so they moved Trick-or-Trunk and trick-or-treating to tonight! So, I'm sure more pictures to follow soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4818210653441608557?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4818210653441608557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/fire-fighter-braxton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4818210653441608557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4818210653441608557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/fire-fighter-braxton.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76yOUS3WI4/Tq15HgqoZ7I/AAAAAAAABvo/odNx7IZpTVY/s72-c/kenna%2Bcarson%2Bover%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1223208997637626677</id><published>2011-10-23T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:01:43.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;Apple-tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh joy...the tent made it back upstairs in my kitchen! Oh how I've missed this big ol' thing laying around:) Braxton just loves to play in it, but it takes up so much room! He found a new way of playing with it...upside down and sideways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFXeh6eHcMs/TqR9DjwYL2I/AAAAAAAABtY/DLcPV5U-DqM/s1600/halloween%2Bparty%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791731230158690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFXeh6eHcMs/TqR9DjwYL2I/AAAAAAAABtY/DLcPV5U-DqM/s400/halloween%2Bparty%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Friday night I picked Braxton up from school, and we went on a date to Pizza Hut:) Brad was down in Red Cloud--getting things ready for hunting season--so it was just us 2. When we were leaving, they had them lovely vending machine things right by the door..clever...so I let him get this .25 cent thing...I call it a &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; because that's what it is! Braxton first called it his penguin, then bird, then owl, now it's a tiny birdie...It's so cute, but I wish I knew what it was..anyways, this little creature goes EVERYWHERE with him! And I mean EVERYWHERE---the bathroom, breakfast table, lunch table, outside, and nap:) Look closely in his right clutched fist:) This is at nap time. Notice the jammies on as well-I wear lounge pants whenever I possibly can, and he thinks they are my 'jammies', so at nap he always wants his 'jammies' on too:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzGmKLH90WY/TqR9C9pc8CI/AAAAAAAABtQ/xWgtecgkYhk/s1600/halloween%2Bparty%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791721000562722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzGmKLH90WY/TqR9C9pc8CI/AAAAAAAABtQ/xWgtecgkYhk/s400/halloween%2Bparty%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Saturday night Braxton got to spend the night at "Grandpa Bobby's and Gramma Jody's" He has renamed my dad I guess:) We went to a friend's Halloween Party...good times had by all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggqxg98DvqY/TqR9CC7sUHI/AAAAAAAABtA/lJHF4UUTnKY/s1600/halloween%2Bparty%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791705239375986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggqxg98DvqY/TqR9CC7sUHI/AAAAAAAABtA/lJHF4UUTnKY/s400/halloween%2Bparty%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We have Bumble Bee Kelly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;PA Jamie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; and Me the Firefighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHASulKsWKQ/TqR9CGH8HXI/AAAAAAAABsw/RcuvQWiHX8c/s1600/halloween%2Bparty%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791706096049522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHASulKsWKQ/TqR9CGH8HXI/AAAAAAAABsw/RcuvQWiHX8c/s400/halloween%2Bparty%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm not too creative on ideas for costumes...can ya tell?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hBDEDh7dGE/TqR9B92ReQI/AAAAAAAABso/xHqDxx7H1WQ/s1600/halloween%2Bparty%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791703874468098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hBDEDh7dGE/TqR9B92ReQI/AAAAAAAABso/xHqDxx7H1WQ/s400/halloween%2Bparty%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HILARIOUS!!! People come up with such great ideas! Alan off the Hangover was the best!! If you haven't seen the movie, than you will not find this funny, if you have, you are laughing your buns off right now! This man looked legit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh...the reason for the Apple Tight heading...SO, when I went to get Braxton this morning, Jody was telling me that she told Brax he needs to get an 'appetite'...my little man who still doesn't each much. So, when I get there, he tells me, " I wanna eat sumfin, I wanna eat an apple tight at gramma's".... By the sounds of it and looks of it, I'd say Braxton had a great time there! He's been telling Brad stories all day about the backhoe, and forks, and skidloader, and scooping gravel...I guess this is the closest he will get to living on a farm:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1223208997637626677?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1223208997637626677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple-tight-oh-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1223208997637626677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1223208997637626677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple-tight-oh-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFXeh6eHcMs/TqR9DjwYL2I/AAAAAAAABtY/DLcPV5U-DqM/s72-c/halloween%2Bparty%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-933165615727801902</id><published>2011-10-22T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T09:46:50.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Show &amp;amp; Share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braxton had his first "Show &amp;amp; Share" at school today!!! He was SO excited when I told him he got to take 'one' toy to show his friends! Of course, he wanted to take all of his tractors, but we narrowed it down to just a skidloader:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGnLXb34Mas/TqLWKjwvnmI/AAAAAAAABsc/pG8_X3Zbwzk/s1600/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666326758072229474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGnLXb34Mas/TqLWKjwvnmI/AAAAAAAABsc/pG8_X3Zbwzk/s400/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;He is SO into stickers right now! He puts them in the strangest places, though!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca5ZTSEXQic/TqLWKDHM0uI/AAAAAAAABsQ/7sjNIK_1icc/s1600/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666326749308048098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca5ZTSEXQic/TqLWKDHM0uI/AAAAAAAABsQ/7sjNIK_1icc/s400/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He had to take 'grandma's skidloader'...Gramma Sherri gave him this months ago, whether or not it is to 'borrow' or 'keep', he always refers to it as "Gramma Sherri's skidloader"...p.s. hope Gramma S isn't expecting it back:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAw9ZvhQXFk/TqLWJ-QnECI/AAAAAAAABsE/y9vCJuxPVbI/s1600/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666326748005339170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAw9ZvhQXFk/TqLWJ-QnECI/AAAAAAAABsE/y9vCJuxPVbI/s400/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We were playing hide and seek, and I opened the tent door to this!!! AHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-933165615727801902?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/933165615727801902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/show-share-braxton-had-his-first-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/933165615727801902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/933165615727801902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/show-share-braxton-had-his-first-show.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGnLXb34Mas/TqLWKjwvnmI/AAAAAAAABsc/pG8_X3Zbwzk/s72-c/show%2Band%2Bshare%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-8254431801610133870</id><published>2011-10-16T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:39:22.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;BuCkEt LiSt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I guess you could say I've always thought it would be fun to do a marathon!!! I know, I know!!! NO ONE takes me as a runner, and let me be the first to tell you, I AM NOT! But, I have been attempting jogging for awhile now. There was a Run, Walk, &amp;amp; Roll event hosted by the Columbus Hospital, so it was a great chance for me to get started with runs! They had a 1mile, and a 5K...since I'm "new" to this, I just thought the mile would be fun, later realizing that I actually can run 5k (S-l-o-w-l-y), it was too late to do...but, the mile was a GREAT experience, and it was perfect for my very first race!!! Keep in mind, I haven't ran since high school...10 YEARS AGO...I am quite proud that I haven't quit or chickened out!!:) I have a lot of great friends who run 5K, half marathons, and even marathons, so I really envy them..someday maybe I will be at the half marathon..but for now, I'm just aiming towards a 5K for my next race! I had a good friend tell me how addicting it is...and I get it now! I CANNOT wait to do it again! I was curious how it all worked...there are people at the start holding up the 6minute pace signs...yea...I kept walking..next, 7minute sign...yep, kept walking again...finally found my spot...the '9minute pace' sign...just what I like to see--:) I have to say, it was totally differenet running against 400 people, than it is by yourself around the town of Lindsay at 10pm! Braxton was feeling much better Saturday morning, so him and Brad were great supporters for me at the finish line:) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my boys!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTcpJ_yowOc/Tpshn8sATWI/AAAAAAAABr4/gU5Wo77Owio/s1600/run%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664157926537842018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTcpJ_yowOc/Tpshn8sATWI/AAAAAAAABr4/gU5Wo77Owio/s400/run%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Braxton &amp;amp; me before the race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6p7Ts1TLE4/Tpshm_UHPiI/AAAAAAAABrw/UkGuH7zUOiM/s1600/run%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664157910063070754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6p7Ts1TLE4/Tpshm_UHPiI/AAAAAAAABrw/UkGuH7zUOiM/s400/run%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Braxton thought this was a really cool thing! He kept telling me I had to take it home with us:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;---Just so ya'll know, I know I'm a dork..anyone can run a mile...but it's a big accomplishment for me!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-8254431801610133870?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/8254431801610133870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/bucket-list-i-guess-you-could-say-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8254431801610133870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8254431801610133870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/bucket-list-i-guess-you-could-say-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTcpJ_yowOc/Tpshn8sATWI/AAAAAAAABr4/gU5Wo77Owio/s72-c/run%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1772470003458920091</id><published>2011-10-14T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T17:50:45.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I don't feel good Momma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Throughout the night, Braxton was up more than his usual..which was my first thought of something being suspicious...and the fact that he wanted to 'hold my hand' at 3am...was another. Because of the rough patches thru the night, we all ended up waking up later than we needed, so we were rushing to get out the door--I thought he seemed warm, but he sleeps with 33 animals, and 12 blankets, so I didn't think much til he said, "I don't feel so good Momma", and he showed me his sad face and started to cry:( I took his temp, to see 101.4 and 101.2 in his ears...So..of course today was our turn for 'snack day', so we still dropped off our snacks, and headed to the shop to rearrange our day. While he calmly sat there while I did some calling, yep, you can about imagine what happened next...the flu set in:( Brad and I have learned to stay calm, and Braxton didn't even cry, he just got more sad:( (Don't worry, I scrubbed, wiped and sanitized the shop over and over!!!) He hasn't gotten sick since about 10:30am, but he is miserable. He's sitting at 103.5 right now for a fever, and watching a truck movie--which seems to be making him a little less sad. Really, if you could see him, it's So heartbreaking how sad his voice even is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;~No one has been sick at school or daycare, so leave it up to us to start the flu~Sorry Ya'll!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wp56x-tjfIE/Tpi6L2nLTbI/AAAAAAAABrg/R_cPaEPZ6eU/s1600/sick%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663481244219559346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wp56x-tjfIE/Tpi6L2nLTbI/AAAAAAAABrg/R_cPaEPZ6eU/s400/sick%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;He is drinking water, which is good..but can you see how pink his little cheeks are:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--g3bO_ar0C8/Tpi6LQduLYI/AAAAAAAABrU/En0yO-xRZCM/s1600/sick%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663481233979354498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--g3bO_ar0C8/Tpi6LQduLYI/AAAAAAAABrU/En0yO-xRZCM/s400/sick%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;He has taken a nap from 11:30am-2:30pm, and another from 3:15pm-4:30pm...wonder what the night will lead to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEcYUpxrcWk/Tpi6Kczev7I/AAAAAAAABrM/NZGdbWCqpwE/s1600/sick%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663481220111974322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEcYUpxrcWk/Tpi6Kczev7I/AAAAAAAABrM/NZGdbWCqpwE/s400/sick%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Going to bed last night, all seemed great...Daddy and him loaded up all the tractors and were heading them to bed after a long hour of farming:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSzmUnx97qE/Tpi6J1LaHvI/AAAAAAAABq4/L5InedkiKzY/s1600/sick%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663481209474916082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSzmUnx97qE/Tpi6J1LaHvI/AAAAAAAABq4/L5InedkiKzY/s400/sick%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...and THIS is why I was determined to drop snacks off! I wasn't about to have 30 basketball, (yea, I know-pathetic--they turned into baseballs sort of instead of basketballs!)footballs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aaid04wzOg/Tpi6JnF9vMI/AAAAAAAABqw/kzAURiqfZKw/s1600/sick%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663481205693988034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aaid04wzOg/Tpi6JnF9vMI/AAAAAAAABqw/kzAURiqfZKw/s400/sick%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;flowers and butterflies all around my house all weekend long! Don't worry..we sent carrots and dip for the healthy part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend...And stays healthy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1772470003458920091?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1772470003458920091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-feel-good-momma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1772470003458920091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1772470003458920091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-feel-good-momma.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wp56x-tjfIE/Tpi6L2nLTbI/AAAAAAAABrg/R_cPaEPZ6eU/s72-c/sick%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6254748056812773032</id><published>2011-10-13T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:21:38.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANTED: 2 year old boy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Why didn't someone tell me how much EASIER things are with two 2 year olds?!?! HAHA:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Today we had Logan come over for a play date! I think his daddy was thrilled so he could get out to the fields, and mommy was excited to get to go to work...and I was THRILLED Braxton would have a ''buddy" for the day! Winner winner all around!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EiZPus__Jic/Tpc28wfzozI/AAAAAAAABqg/_p4TtRP2XYU/s1600/logan%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055473880048434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EiZPus__Jic/Tpc28wfzozI/AAAAAAAABqg/_p4TtRP2XYU/s400/logan%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Luckily Braxton has almost 2 of everything!!! It made sharing so much easier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6PiDOb-hwWk/Tpc28Wy6quI/AAAAAAAABqU/JSGmn3rP6Gg/s1600/logan%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055466980879074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6PiDOb-hwWk/Tpc28Wy6quI/AAAAAAAABqU/JSGmn3rP6Gg/s400/logan%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you look closely out the 3rd window pane..you will see what they see! (a skidloader!) Yea, Logan is standing on a book, but he IS just that much bigger! Logan is about 8 weeks younger, yes, younger than Brax...our runt:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKr5nmae0SM/Tpc27JhED3I/AAAAAAAABqM/slNyE3wIJyA/s1600/logan%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055446236467058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKr5nmae0SM/Tpc27JhED3I/AAAAAAAABqM/slNyE3wIJyA/s400/logan%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I just L*O*V*E this!!! Look at all them toys surrounding them! They drug out EVERY toy in our house...and toys I forgot we had...they found:) SO FUN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gE4d1a4z5k/Tpc26VL2K1I/AAAAAAAABp8/CmBuZXhZ8Vk/s1600/logan%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055432188832594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gE4d1a4z5k/Tpc26VL2K1I/AAAAAAAABp8/CmBuZXhZ8Vk/s400/logan%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I didn't really know how nap was going to work...considering every where I wanted to lay Logan, I heard, "momma, that's my bed, momma that's my couch, momma that's my floor"...AGGHHH!!! Child of Mine!!!!! Finally, I gave in...Braxton got his ultimate wish!--he went to nap in "MY" bed, and Logan got the cars couch, and ALL were happy!!! Look at how sweet he is!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm baking some fun cutout cookies, it is Braxton's turn to take snack tomorrow..so we will make it a fun/healthy snack (not sure what the healthy part is going to be yet:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is SO fun...I feel like a stay-at-home mom right now! Two kids sleeping, I'm cleaning and baking...ah..no one burst my bubble, as I know staying home isn't always this easy! But, I'm ABSOLUTELY LOVING IT RIGHT NOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17scnIYmrsY/Tpc258CufjI/AAAAAAAABpw/2DFPfL2jg6s/s1600/logan%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055425439694386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17scnIYmrsY/Tpc258CufjI/AAAAAAAABpw/2DFPfL2jg6s/s400/logan%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Check out this stud rockin MY bed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6254748056812773032?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6254748056812773032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/wanted-2-year-old-boy-why-why-didnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6254748056812773032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6254748056812773032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/wanted-2-year-old-boy-why-why-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EiZPus__Jic/Tpc28wfzozI/AAAAAAAABqg/_p4TtRP2XYU/s72-c/logan%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1423312419266380628</id><published>2011-10-09T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:16:43.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who's Birthday?!??!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(check out the bed head!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfFJoStEYH0/TpJW3pQoCHI/AAAAAAAABpo/OCn8cNoFf8I/s1600/growing%2Bup%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683195526514802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfFJoStEYH0/TpJW3pQoCHI/AAAAAAAABpo/OCn8cNoFf8I/s400/growing%2Bup%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We had to run to Albion to get some totes so we..I mean, I (Amanda) can pack away all the things in the camper:( It's going to be a sad time this week when I have to pack the camper away, knowing it'll be at least 6 months till we see it again:( When we got home from church we skimmed the adds. It was so cute watching Braxton look at the add for Bomgaars...he held only a partial page of the add--you bet, the page with ALL the tractors, trailers, toys, etc! The entire way there, he asked, 'do we get to go to the John Deere store and get me a toy momma?' Considering he &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;good in church...he picked out a semi with trailer, and a 'escabader' on it. He even wanted to 'wait till we get home momma and open it den'. He was so proud to call grandpa bob and tell him ALL about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gf9PUHO096M/TpJW3Tcj-jI/AAAAAAAABpg/NJrMCmhBJUs/s1600/growing%2Bup%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683189671000626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gf9PUHO096M/TpJW3Tcj-jI/AAAAAAAABpg/NJrMCmhBJUs/s400/growing%2Bup%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Randomly, I opened a box of cereal to find an Unwanted Spongebob! Those of you who have seen this cartoon totally understand why I say "unwanted!" Anyways, Braxton spotted it, and I told him he could play with him for a bit...seconds later, he had the little toy turned over and was 'burpping him momma!'....hmm??? Where did that come from?!? And soon after, Spongebob found his way into the trash can...just seemed to jump right in there:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiF8nq484DQ/TpJW3eD26PI/AAAAAAAABpY/tM7St5mSmpg/s1600/growing%2Bup%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683192520173810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiF8nq484DQ/TpJW3eD26PI/AAAAAAAABpY/tM7St5mSmpg/s400/growing%2Bup%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's like it &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;his birthday today! Aunt Kelly showed up for a surprise visit! They made a tent as you can see:) Always fun when Aunt Kelly shows up! (She is no longer Aunt Keldy..it's now Kelly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbs7Msmti54/TpJW3HYyOZI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zkup7uSzpXA/s1600/growing%2Bup%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683186433931666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbs7Msmti54/TpJW3HYyOZI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zkup7uSzpXA/s400/growing%2Bup%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then....our friend Barry brought over a backhoe!!! I thought it was for Braxton...but as you can see...well, you see!!! (OH MY...look at all them toys in this picture!!! How embarrassing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-On7UYChdaq8/TpJW3NFcsOI/AAAAAAAABpI/zcs5YuTrA7M/s1600/growing%2Bup%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683187963441378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-On7UYChdaq8/TpJW3NFcsOI/AAAAAAAABpI/zcs5YuTrA7M/s400/growing%2Bup%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Typically Braxton doesn't eat much, and STILL often wakes up through the night..so before bed we try and give him a 'snack' to hopefully fill his little belly for the night! Sometimes works, sometimes doesn't! He was SO proud of his 'apple carmel', that I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; remembered to buy! I LOVE this cheesy little grin! (pardon the unmatching jammies that Dad put on him!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Braxton took nap today I cleaned/rearranged/tossed things/organized the storage room. We have quickly noticed lately how we are &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;running out of room in every room of our house..even the storage room is too small. After today, though, I do feel like I made some more room for more junk...Spending all day in the storage room, I came across a lot of things, and thought about many things, too.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find myself really thinking about many things lately, so stop reading..because here comes the rambling!!!-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, warned you , and yet, here you still are reading... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Do I really need to keep the 10 large totes of Braxton's baby clothes around?!? I feel selfish! He practically wore a new outfit everyday of his life until age 1...I feel that I should give them to someone to use...but yet I hoard them in my storage room that I don't even have room for!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I look at the 2 large Christmas trees in the storage room, and my 6 pencil trees?! Really Amanda!!! 8 trees?!?!?---on that thought, November 18-20, Lindsay is hosting a Festival of Trees, at which a friend and I will be decorating a tree for it! (wonder where we will get a spare tree from?!?) SO, mark your calendars...it's SO Fun! Vendors, crafters, food, and much more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*There is a sweet little voice at 10:07pm saying, 'momma, I need wotion on, momma! MOMMA!!!'...and it makes me smile at HOW SWEET he is!!! Everyday I look at this AMAZING little man in my life and SMILE and wonder how we got so lucky!!! Despite the middle of the night awakenings, and the whiny little spats, I'm right now hearing, "mom mom momma, where you at?"... I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE hearing MOMMA come out of his sweet little mouth! At the supper table tonight, he surprised Grandma and Grandpa Busselman by saying his ABC's! He did GREAT! He skipped a few letters, but it was adorable! I wish so badly that I could stay home with him ALL DAY and do the stay-at-home mom thing, but I know that just isn't possible. But, if I did stay home, I know deep down that there is NO WAY he would know as much as he does! Daycares are wonderful for kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;(so, his hands were sticky from the apple--that's what he was wanting--:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, while I may not remember to wash his hands off, I know I'm not mother of the year...but I am pretty proud of my 2 1/2 year old! By all means, I am not taking all the credit...Brad is SO great with him. For months these 2 boys of mine have been planning the deer hunting trip! I really think Brad is more excited at this point! I will admit, I'm jealous, but watching these 2 do things together melts my heart:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough random thoughts here...Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1423312419266380628?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1423312419266380628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/whos-birthday-check-out-bed-head-we-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1423312419266380628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1423312419266380628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/whos-birthday-check-out-bed-head-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfFJoStEYH0/TpJW3pQoCHI/AAAAAAAABpo/OCn8cNoFf8I/s72-c/growing%2Bup%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6125005473942792140</id><published>2011-10-04T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:03:53.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONVOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I call it a convoy, he calls it, 'a garage with a open gate'....kind of makes sense what he sees, eh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DfSncQ1IGo/Tou4otmrpoI/AAAAAAAABpA/4s2Vg43QGm8/s1600/pancakes%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659820366297278082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DfSncQ1IGo/Tou4otmrpoI/AAAAAAAABpA/4s2Vg43QGm8/s400/pancakes%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton is ALWAYS playing with his tractors, and farm equipment, but last week he got to play with the REAL things! We rode with Al Bender in the combine for hours! Al even took it out of auto-steer so Braxton could drive!!! He (Brax) learned so much....he learned how to 'chill in a combine', how to eat the heads off teddy grams...how to eat just the peanuts, and not corn candy...oh...let's see...let's just say Alan had just as much fun as my 2 year old!!! The memories are amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxdbgAZXd4I/Tou4oqW7l2I/AAAAAAAABo4/z2XfvsGjFKs/s1600/pancakes%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659820365425907554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxdbgAZXd4I/Tou4oqW7l2I/AAAAAAAABo4/z2XfvsGjFKs/s400/pancakes%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;???Braxton wanted pancakes for breakfast...and decided he wanted a "B", like him! (School has taught him his name starts with a B, and he recognizes B's all over the place!!! SO cute:) So, this was my pathetic attempt at a B...sad, I know!!!!! *I thought it was super cute that he asked for this, because when we were little kids, my mom would make letters and designs for us with pancake batter, too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrE7Ts1LBAM/Tou4oTSWiuI/AAAAAAAABow/mZLzupoW9nQ/s1600/pancakes%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659820359232686818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrE7Ts1LBAM/Tou4oTSWiuI/AAAAAAAABow/mZLzupoW9nQ/s400/pancakes%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We found another purpose for our bench..'it's my little tiny table momma'... He carries his couch into the kitchen every morning now and has breakfast like this...if that's what it takes for him to eat, I'm ALL FOR IT!!! Who needs rules?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6125005473942792140?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6125005473942792140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/convoy-i-call-it-convoy-he-calls-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6125005473942792140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6125005473942792140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/10/convoy-i-call-it-convoy-he-calls-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DfSncQ1IGo/Tou4otmrpoI/AAAAAAAABpA/4s2Vg43QGm8/s72-c/pancakes%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4378984991896298462</id><published>2011-09-27T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:23:30.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello? Gamma?? Are you there???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Wow! The independence is coming through! Braxton has been wanting to do so much on his own...which is sad for mommy:( You all know what I mean, it now takes 5 minutes to pick out our clothes, which usually consists of a 'Mader shirt, Mickey Mouse underwear, and Cars shoes...then it takes another 5 minutes to put our coat on, and climb into our car seat...oh how fun the mornings are---REALLY!! It is pretty cute! Don't get me wrong, he still whines and clings to us often, but is at the same time growing up so much! It is like having a conversation with a little mini-grownup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6KMNRNA7ts/ToJ5WvaWDdI/AAAAAAAABoo/Wy1jjrwmeIA/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657217513521810898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6KMNRNA7ts/ToJ5WvaWDdI/AAAAAAAABoo/Wy1jjrwmeIA/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;He asked if he could call his "gamma Sheri" and go to hers house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mrj1YWW8es/ToJ5WkQvj7I/AAAAAAAABog/LZUIe8XzrgI/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657217510528749490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mrj1YWW8es/ToJ5WkQvj7I/AAAAAAAABog/LZUIe8XzrgI/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They were counting/organizing money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sYIjcy2EfYs/ToJ5WVDADsI/AAAAAAAABoY/o3bFb2zgl6E/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657217506444578498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sYIjcy2EfYs/ToJ5WVDADsI/AAAAAAAABoY/o3bFb2zgl6E/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He wanted to make a road, with water and a stop sign... I told him all the info about a stop sign once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mommy: "Braxton, what do you do when you get to a stop sign?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Braxton: "Look for cars!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mommy: "what shape is a stop sign?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Braxton: "an ock-ta-gon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mommy: "and what color is a stop sign?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Braxton: "Green and Yellow"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yea...we have a little ways to go with our colors....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01TfLghqzfU/ToJ4nTX4E8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/yPouTPvIl2U/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657216698541413314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01TfLghqzfU/ToJ4nTX4E8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/yPouTPvIl2U/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Braxton was so excited to have Uncle Dillon stay with us! They played so well together and Dillon even babysat for us!!! Brax was sad when he had to go back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxByu1m_uA8/ToJ4m8xfvoI/AAAAAAAABoI/4signsmlTFI/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657216692474855042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxByu1m_uA8/ToJ4m8xfvoI/AAAAAAAABoI/4signsmlTFI/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We made it to Cousin Charli's soccer game! She is SOOO good!! She's in the black! She WAS NOT afraid to go after that ball!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7UTlcUuHXc/ToJ4muNL8BI/AAAAAAAABoA/pAZBdagiQU0/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657216688564465682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7UTlcUuHXc/ToJ4muNL8BI/AAAAAAAABoA/pAZBdagiQU0/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and Cousin Carson was playing, too!!! He made a great goalie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8vwwc-W5HU/ToJ4mTow6CI/AAAAAAAABn4/YwrzlVAnuPU/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657216681432377378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8vwwc-W5HU/ToJ4mTow6CI/AAAAAAAABn4/YwrzlVAnuPU/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;While Brad was in Wyoming for a family wedding, Braxton and I had a very busy weekend with Booster club, making food for my circle, and working...and don't forget--our POPCORN PARTY!!! This is an every night thing now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJTMFhEIll8/ToJ4mBYEk0I/AAAAAAAABnw/Kgdy9TS--BE/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657216676530524994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJTMFhEIll8/ToJ4mBYEk0I/AAAAAAAABnw/Kgdy9TS--BE/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On Sunday, I took him to the Pumpkin Patch. Brad happened to be gone last year for this, too...so maybe it will just be a yearly thing for 'momma &amp;amp; Brax'...can you see the excitement on his face!! He was jumping SO high!!! And when he got out, he went up to the lady, thanked her and gave her a hug for letting him jump...HOW CUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3nVa0jgahA/ToJ3crFjzBI/AAAAAAAABno/EgUzDuk0Eik/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657215416416848914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3nVa0jgahA/ToJ3crFjzBI/AAAAAAAABno/EgUzDuk0Eik/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;We were giggling:) "Look at that silly duck with his butt in the air, Momma --He's funny"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SO1DvSS5KaY/ToJ3cTBK0rI/AAAAAAAABng/6V04OI0c2pA/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657215409955984050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SO1DvSS5KaY/ToJ3cTBK0rI/AAAAAAAABng/6V04OI0c2pA/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;We went down this slide again, and again, and again...did I mention again, and again, and again?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4Bmf-VYX6k/ToJ3cC_vM9I/AAAAAAAABnY/nZvn9Aq5B5A/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657215405655012306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4Bmf-VYX6k/ToJ3cC_vM9I/AAAAAAAABnY/nZvn9Aq5B5A/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;This is where he HAD to call his daddy and tell him about the deer he sees:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUrGJeSYEUA/ToJ3b5DO-8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/4n5y1Y1nbdE/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657215402985323458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUrGJeSYEUA/ToJ3b5DO-8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/4n5y1Y1nbdE/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...and he INSISTED on riding in the BLUE train!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeFVuuONqnM/ToJ3bqBP-tI/AAAAAAAABnI/m4ADVGOkmjo/s1600/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657215398950468306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeFVuuONqnM/ToJ3bqBP-tI/AAAAAAAABnI/m4ADVGOkmjo/s320/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he rode on snickers, that was 'brown and white' according to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As I sit here right now...he is saying, "momma, Braxton is riding the horse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and he has taken my camera cord and that is his 'gate', as he parks his skidloader for the night...&lt;br /&gt;Every day this amazing little boy in my life amazes me with something new that he says! Some things are so sweet, some are hilarious, and some are sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When I got home from work last week he runs to me and says, "momma, I have a kiss for you!" And I almost broke into tears...then, he takes me by the hand and points to the hersheys kiss on the counter...ohhhhh....and then he ate it:) Sweet, but not what I thought he meant...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Then, he randomly will tell me that I'm not his friend, or he doesn't like me, then seconds later, he runs up to me, hugs me and tells me I LOVE YOU MOMMA! YOU ARE MY FRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Last night, he asked me, "momma, where is my sister?" After repeatedly telling him that he doesn't have a sister, he then asks, "when can I have a brudder then, momma?" "Camron has a brudder, Evan, and Gavin has a brudder (which is really a sister) Jaedyn". "When do I get a brudder?" I told him he would have to share his toys and his mommy and daddy if he had a brudder or sister, and he followed immediately with, "momma, I don't want a brudder anymore, okay" WHEW!!! PROBLEM SOLVED:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A few nights ago I was putting laundry away and Brad and I were both in another room, and we could hear, 'mommy....mommy... MANDA WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?" OH MY! I guess that's what I get for teaching him our first names. Tonight Brad asked him what his name was, and he said, 'Braxton Buffelman'....we will have to work on our s's:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4378984991896298462?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4378984991896298462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-gamma-are-you-there-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4378984991896298462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4378984991896298462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-gamma-are-you-there-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6KMNRNA7ts/ToJ5WvaWDdI/AAAAAAAABoo/Wy1jjrwmeIA/s72-c/pumpkin%2Bpatch%25232%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-8844242504375270569</id><published>2011-09-11T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:07:30.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;THANKS FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnFNj1H0mMM/Tm0DnqIugWI/AAAAAAAABnA/iKiCsLBt9W4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651177087280513378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnFNj1H0mMM/Tm0DnqIugWI/AAAAAAAABnA/iKiCsLBt9W4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you to the sweet person who so kindly left my son a giagantic bag of mini tootsie pops in our mailbox!!! Although I'm not sure of the story behind them...Braxton will be excited when he gets up from nap to see 140 suckers!!! I LUV this small town!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-8844242504375270569?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/8844242504375270569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/thanks-friend-thank-you-to-sweet-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8844242504375270569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8844242504375270569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/thanks-friend-thank-you-to-sweet-person.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnFNj1H0mMM/Tm0DnqIugWI/AAAAAAAABnA/iKiCsLBt9W4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6754791571487431310</id><published>2011-09-11T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:24:24.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say it isn't so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L25pc5XvelI/Tmz7PfMTLfI/AAAAAAAABm4/L4RG25gBht0/s1600/tractor%2Bstuck%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651167875932827122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L25pc5XvelI/Tmz7PfMTLfI/AAAAAAAABm4/L4RG25gBht0/s320/tractor%2Bstuck%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The imagination of a 2 year old!!! He insisted on having 'brown' play-doh, because, 'that's a boy color, right mom!?!' Minutes later, this is what I come to discover! He told me he 'needs Jordan to pull him out!'...and Jordan strongly explained, JOHN DEERES DO NOT GET STUCK BRAX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqSwAtgiyIY/Tmz7PBAWa1I/AAAAAAAABmw/e4THJtHycL8/s1600/tractor%2Bstuck%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651167867829644114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqSwAtgiyIY/Tmz7PBAWa1I/AAAAAAAABmw/e4THJtHycL8/s320/tractor%2Bstuck%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just incase you needed it from another angle...Sorry Uncle Chad...I know this picture is disturbing;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6754791571487431310?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6754791571487431310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/say-it-isnt-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6754791571487431310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6754791571487431310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/say-it-isnt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L25pc5XvelI/Tmz7PfMTLfI/AAAAAAAABm4/L4RG25gBht0/s72-c/tractor%2Bstuck%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-918815015241369238</id><published>2011-09-06T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:55:01.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Labor Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;After doing some random things around the shop/house, we took Braxton fishing to the Lindsay Puddle! What FUN!!! He no more than dropped his line in and caught a fish!!! If you ask him how big it was, he will stretch his arms as far as he can and says, 'this big mommy!'...he's got a little story-teller in him:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOJdz89f4jI/TmZoTWBWovI/AAAAAAAABmo/fo2pqgPUMD0/s1600/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649317464120926962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOJdz89f4jI/TmZoTWBWovI/AAAAAAAABmo/fo2pqgPUMD0/s320/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Shocked to see he actually wanted to 'pet' it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ6Fk7qbqLg/TmZoTE9vtWI/AAAAAAAABmg/sEh4RRIgi4k/s1600/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649317459542390114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ6Fk7qbqLg/TmZoTE9vtWI/AAAAAAAABmg/sEh4RRIgi4k/s320/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and of course after we got a bucket full, we let them 'go back by their mommies'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owtvW2uLSYw/TmZoShs9zaI/AAAAAAAABmY/HkXJUs7Y7Ec/s1600/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649317450076769698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owtvW2uLSYw/TmZoShs9zaI/AAAAAAAABmY/HkXJUs7Y7Ec/s320/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I promise he &lt;em&gt;WANTED&lt;/em&gt; to wash his big wheel! I think he did quite a good job, too:) Brad was washing the pickup, so monkey see, monkey do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ0St3NN8tE/TmZoSXrOcTI/AAAAAAAABmQ/t-h2LhY2O28/s1600/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649317447385116978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ0St3NN8tE/TmZoSXrOcTI/AAAAAAAABmQ/t-h2LhY2O28/s320/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No no, you aren't wrong, we Do Not live in the country, this is what has been going up and down our alley quite often! Jerry (Klassen) has been working quite a lot on his back yard...See what we started--all by adding a fence...it has created multiple projects for the entire neighborhood:) You should see the neighbors turn their heads when this pulls up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um5NYMJWAMU/TmZoR_Z9PAI/AAAAAAAABmI/JLjkGgHKcJ4/s1600/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649317440870235138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um5NYMJWAMU/TmZoR_Z9PAI/AAAAAAAABmI/JLjkGgHKcJ4/s320/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Braxton LOVES tractors, but I repeatedly tell him to stay out of the way, and he took it upon himself to go to the far front of the garage, pull up a chair, and patiently wait for Jerry to get done. He was so proud to put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; JD boots&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; back on yesterday! Looks like fall is nearing!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton has been big into counting everything lately, repeating (or mockin me as I call it!), asking what color EVERYTHING is, and his newest thing--when Brad and I are having a conversation, he will wait till we are done and say..."what you guys talking about"..or "what you say mommy to daddy"...looks like we are going to have to watch what we say...not that we are ever inappropriate:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Church Saturday Night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;(keep in mind, this was after the fair!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;The setting---5 minutes into church when it is dead silent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton:"mommy, do you have sheep poop on you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Mom: "shhhh Braxton!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton: "but mommy, do you have sheep poop on you???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Mom: BEAT RED IN FACE!!! "no buddy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;10 minutes later he starts to talk a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Brad slightly turns his head towards the front and shh's him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton: "mommy, daddy pulled my ear!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Mom: "shh braxton, it's okay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton: "DADDY PULLED MY EAR MOMMY!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Dad: BEAT RED IN FACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;another 5 minutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton: " I see Papa John Mommy!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;and papa John thought this was pretty neat as you can imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Oh what will he say next!!!????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-918815015241369238?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/918815015241369238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-after-doing-some-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/918815015241369238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/918815015241369238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-after-doing-some-random.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOJdz89f4jI/TmZoTWBWovI/AAAAAAAABmo/fo2pqgPUMD0/s72-c/fishin%2Blabor%2Bday%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6464419800156379058</id><published>2011-09-04T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:45:00.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't forget....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGjpmQnq88g/TmOqsvfcQJI/AAAAAAAABlY/lBoaiKDFk_8/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546043292041362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGjpmQnq88g/TmOqsvfcQJI/AAAAAAAABlY/lBoaiKDFk_8/s320/state%2Bfair%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, you can't go to a fair without a $6, 30 second train ride...that he was 2 inches too short for...and I was 2 feet too big for...but they made me ride with him.....Ahh, he memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6464419800156379058?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6464419800156379058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6464419800156379058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6464419800156379058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGjpmQnq88g/TmOqsvfcQJI/AAAAAAAABlY/lBoaiKDFk_8/s72-c/state%2Bfair%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1881650951944318352</id><published>2011-09-04T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:40:33.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm a BiG kId&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I get reminded often now by Braxton that he is "big, right mom?!" We stopped off at the grocery store in Humphrey after school one day, and he discovered their 'mini shopping carts' that was just the right size for him! He pushed it thru the 4 aisles they have:) and all I got to add to the cart was milk...these are the rest of the items he chose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648539455729543858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrbSeHQ1jVA/TmOktS6JqrI/AAAAAAAABlI/BC5TmUNml0Q/s320/state%2Bfair%2B001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am amazed because he actually picked out the noodles that I DO buy, the correct bread, and my favorite lettuce! He got a little healthy kick to him and grabbed an apple, informed me we have 'camel' at home...notice the SUGAR bug juice...:( he did GREAT! Maybe he will do all my shopping from here on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6phDCHmDBA/TmOktFweP-I/AAAAAAAABlA/MNs4okQJf_0/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648539452199288802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6phDCHmDBA/TmOktFweP-I/AAAAAAAABlA/MNs4okQJf_0/s320/state%2Bfair%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Brad got him some ear (cover thingy) for hunting...and his new gun...you can see his 'i shoot you' coming out of his mouth as I took the pic!&lt;/span&gt; (don't worry, we are working on him only shooting deer...not people...he's 2, give me a break!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOvJ14vzRXE/TmOksn5CYJI/AAAAAAAABk4/v0hYrpiHonY/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648539444182147218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOvJ14vzRXE/TmOksn5CYJI/AAAAAAAABk4/v0hYrpiHonY/s320/state%2Bfair%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Saturday, Brax and I took off for the state fair! (daddy had to work:() Once we FINALLY got parked and in the correct gate, we had FuN! He saw, BIG cows, pigs, sheep, goats, rode a train, and got many many toys...because you all know we don't have enough:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYOgy1NqFRc/TmOkses_1CI/AAAAAAAABkw/oo2EfFgvr_s/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648539441715729442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYOgy1NqFRc/TmOkses_1CI/AAAAAAAABkw/oo2EfFgvr_s/s320/state%2Bfair%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;He just discovered a BiG cOw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-NS-iy0WG0/TmOiCjQ8UNI/AAAAAAAABko/5tD2eS4tDIE/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648536522362474706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-NS-iy0WG0/TmOiCjQ8UNI/AAAAAAAABko/5tD2eS4tDIE/s320/state%2Bfair%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He really wanted his picture taken by this tractor! It was &lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt; his idea---seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about buying it for him, the sticker said, $197,??0.01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l68asHSGtmA/TmOiBx2cwHI/AAAAAAAABkY/VatlZZCLN0Y/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648536509098016882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l68asHSGtmA/TmOiBx2cwHI/AAAAAAAABkY/VatlZZCLN0Y/s320/state%2Bfair%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was shocked he wanted and did milk the cow!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--9IjO8C2FoM/TmOiBYH9HxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/TZtamMXaMcQ/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648536502192119570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--9IjO8C2FoM/TmOiBYH9HxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/TZtamMXaMcQ/s320/state%2Bfair%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and touched the sheep!!! Our little scardy-cat is coming out of his shell!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQoCMq_uzUo/TmOiA7odXLI/AAAAAAAABkI/1y6uIzBfXl0/s1600/state%2Bfair%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648536494543822002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQoCMq_uzUo/TmOiA7odXLI/AAAAAAAABkI/1y6uIzBfXl0/s320/state%2Bfair%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We pulled away, and he sleepily said, "mom, I want my Grandma Jody, (yawn), I want my Gramma Sharwee, (yawn), I want me daddyyyyy...and he was out! Notice the tractor we &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; afford, the cultivator, anhydrous tank...and ? whatever that other thing is...he just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was exhausted!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1881650951944318352?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1881650951944318352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-big-kid-i-get-reminded-often-now-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1881650951944318352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1881650951944318352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-big-kid-i-get-reminded-often-now-by.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrbSeHQ1jVA/TmOktS6JqrI/AAAAAAAABlI/BC5TmUNml0Q/s72-c/state%2Bfair%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2657360603753501774</id><published>2011-08-28T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T19:52:00.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B.I.G. B.O.Y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UdRTgyTxkY/TlrYhFQMG6I/AAAAAAAABh4/K4IILrUpMqU/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646063145719700386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UdRTgyTxkY/TlrYhFQMG6I/AAAAAAAABh4/K4IILrUpMqU/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;changed Braxton's bed into a daybed! Slowly adjusting towards a bigger bed I suppose. He thought he was pretty cool getting the rail taken off:) I think he was most excited about getting to use daddy's tools!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsPXGDSZttA/TlrYgjGgO-I/AAAAAAAABhw/cN7ETydmQpY/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646063136552270818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsPXGDSZttA/TlrYgjGgO-I/AAAAAAAABhw/cN7ETydmQpY/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and we quickly learned how to jump on the bed:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjTkXCK1BOA/TlrYgZmxMfI/AAAAAAAABho/5Q4E-QBysWc/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646063134003245554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjTkXCK1BOA/TlrYgZmxMfI/AAAAAAAABho/5Q4E-QBysWc/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Brad got some large sticky-note packet and Braxton and him found fun with it! Although this looks cute, this is how I should be applying notes to myself to remember things! I am SO forgetful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMDQrDSajag/TlrYf9fPs9I/AAAAAAAABhg/Y1YkbVQicJ4/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646063126455497682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMDQrDSajag/TlrYf9fPs9I/AAAAAAAABhg/Y1YkbVQicJ4/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I arranged a quick weekend get-a-way to Lake McConaughy to meet the Widhalm's, and the Preister's! On our way, we stopped in North Platte at Fort Cody (?I think?) and Brad enjoyed showing Braxton some things he got to do when he was a little boy, too, when his family stopped here as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxprPqp1cDw/TlrXzpUKqII/AAAAAAAABhY/eCvCdQSAq8k/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646062365126076546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxprPqp1cDw/TlrXzpUKqII/AAAAAAAABhY/eCvCdQSAq8k/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love it...after we took the picture, Braxton said, "no more mama", as you can see his "nooo" face:)&lt;/span&gt; For about a week now, 'mama' is ALL he calls me...I think it's kinda cute:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyCpQpr7Qno/TlrXzFW_jtI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eVFDA8biQ7o/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646062355474255570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyCpQpr7Qno/TlrXzFW_jtI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eVFDA8biQ7o/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I cannot remember whose idea it was to ride these go carts, but Brad informed me that he got kicked out of here (!!!) when he was younger...hmm...nice Brad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c3U7q1SGCAg/TlrXy-wRF_I/AAAAAAAABhI/9t6Vi1REUKg/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646062353701214194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c3U7q1SGCAg/TlrXy-wRF_I/AAAAAAAABhI/9t6Vi1REUKg/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hangin' at the lake waiting for all to arrive...Braxton is big into 'candy necklaces' right now...along with CANDY in general:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Lb_Y1dyOw8/TlrXyUqBf2I/AAAAAAAABhA/zMRqFrvu3Hs/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646062342400737122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Lb_Y1dyOw8/TlrXyUqBf2I/AAAAAAAABhA/zMRqFrvu3Hs/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thought this was super cute of 'my boyz' ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Wish I could say one of these boats was ours:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CN0jMPKpyYU/TlrXyCRuQLI/AAAAAAAABg4/iVKAnwbj30Y/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646062337466974386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CN0jMPKpyYU/TlrXyCRuQLI/AAAAAAAABg4/iVKAnwbj30Y/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mr. Dock took an excellent family photo for us;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We did some fishing quick, too! Brad caught a...um...quite large fish...like 20some inches long I suppose...and while Braxton and I lolly-dollied over there and got to catch a glimpse of it, the line broke and 'the big catch of his life' got away...good thing he still has 'the best catch of his life' yet:) hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWl4wRSB-R0/TlrWcjnq0TI/AAAAAAAABgw/pIozshcCP1g/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646060868948644146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWl4wRSB-R0/TlrWcjnq0TI/AAAAAAAABgw/pIozshcCP1g/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Aaaahhhhhhh.....KIDS EVERYWHERE!!!! It was a struggle to catch a 5 year old, 4 year old, 2 2 year olds, and a 1 year old all on the same shot...but I managed! They were ALL so WILD Friday night! It was AMAZING seeing them all together playing!!! Charli being the oldest was a great leader, and Conner just a year younger really looked up to her! Next in age, Braxton, (the only child), was excited and had fun, but was VERY whiny and territorial of his things...Harper, next, just followed Doe-doe (Charli) around and hung out, and last, Sweet little Londyn, is the most MELLOW thing I have ever seen!!!! She is just along for the ride:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hT-2p-vms/TlrWb6BjgbI/AAAAAAAABgg/qVzTqLukZHs/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646060857782927794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hT-2p-vms/TlrWb6BjgbI/AAAAAAAABgg/qVzTqLukZHs/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I haven't had picture with my big sis and big bro in years...as you can see, Londyn was attached to mommy, and I grew a set of arms around my neck...hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uhArt28oYQ/TlrWbdmeEhI/AAAAAAAABgY/HjEPAcjiL3g/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646060850153132562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uhArt28oYQ/TlrWbdmeEhI/AAAAAAAABgY/HjEPAcjiL3g/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On our way to the campfire, Conner got to ride in our deluxe-built-in-car-seat...vans got it all, what can I say?!?!? Braxton was really proud that Conner got to ride with us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2VX_9wfb_qM/TlrWbGK5pOI/AAAAAAAABgQ/HL_wmKqCA5M/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646060843863483618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2VX_9wfb_qM/TlrWbGK5pOI/AAAAAAAABgQ/HL_wmKqCA5M/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;5 SILLY MONKEYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saa5JVwVnR0/TlrVFQxkfwI/AAAAAAAABgI/9em2BggpU3U/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646059369241280258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saa5JVwVnR0/TlrVFQxkfwI/AAAAAAAABgI/9em2BggpU3U/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pretty girl enjoying her s'more:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQaaLsdmK6o/TlrVE-ci7sI/AAAAAAAABgA/U1T1hloJ15s/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646059364321259202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQaaLsdmK6o/TlrVE-ci7sI/AAAAAAAABgA/U1T1hloJ15s/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Handsome having a grahm cracker...who needs the rest?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aWnIQW8jrE/TlrVEX80yfI/AAAAAAAABf4/vU4X9iT2mT0/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646059353987664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aWnIQW8jrE/TlrVEX80yfI/AAAAAAAABf4/vU4X9iT2mT0/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And mr. bug collector found himself a grasshopper! He has an official 'bug catcher' container, with holes in it and all!...okay Jen, I'm sure you are right and someday I will have one, too..ICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJyooN87iBA/TlrVD-uBdqI/AAAAAAAABfw/E4JG2qOsWG0/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646059347214694050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJyooN87iBA/TlrVD-uBdqI/AAAAAAAABfw/E4JG2qOsWG0/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Look who gave me a flower!!!! AWW...I hope he is always this sweet on his mom! he did pick one for Aunt Jen, but it got a little demolished on the 20 foot walk back to her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lk_SomYBoc/TlrVDeQiA1I/AAAAAAAABfo/baoSPySKxfQ/s1600/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646059338501063506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lk_SomYBoc/TlrVDeQiA1I/AAAAAAAABfo/baoSPySKxfQ/s320/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Thank you Mr. Grill for taking out photo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amanda*Braxton*Brad Chad*Charli*Brenda*Harper Conner*Justin*Londyn*Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to the Widhalm's, and the Preister's for coming 4 1/2 hours to play with us!!! I am SO glad that it actually worked out for us to all meet up and hang out! Of course the weekend was waay to fast as I figured it would be, but it was A BLAST!!! Hope we can do it every year!!!! Thanks for the meals, too girls! It was Ddd-elicious!!! (miss you all already!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I somehow deleted a few pictures out of here...so I will add them later...sorry Londyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2657360603753501774?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2657360603753501774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2657360603753501774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2657360603753501774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/b.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UdRTgyTxkY/TlrYhFQMG6I/AAAAAAAABh4/K4IILrUpMqU/s72-c/lake%2Bmcconaughy%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-618435317414889282</id><published>2011-08-21T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:49:10.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Milestones*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I think it is &lt;em&gt;safe &lt;/em&gt;to say it...we are diaper free at our house!!!!!! One night watching the hunting channel, Brad told Braxton he could go turkey hunting if he wasn't in diapers anymore! So, he runs to me telling me "mommy, I wanna wear nun-derwear". Knowing that was a longshot of it working, we threw the 'cars' undies on and a few accidents later, 3 days later, we were ready to be A BIG BOY!!! I'm sure there will still be accidents, but I suppose that's expected! It has been a month and a half of NO DIAPERS and Brad and I AND Braxton are ALL EXCITED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSI9toTgAPQ/TlEjbTH-KNI/AAAAAAAABfg/q6VJ51j9f8Y/s1600/august%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643330759969089746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSI9toTgAPQ/TlEjbTH-KNI/AAAAAAAABfg/q6VJ51j9f8Y/s320/august%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We have collected pampers-gifts to grow points- from out diapers for 2 years and 3 months, olny to end up 2 points away from the largest prize---the BIG WHEEL! Thankfully Brenda borrowed us a few, and we got it!! All in all I suppose the big wheel costs us a mere $6,000...we are still excited to have gotten something! He was SOOO excited to find it when he got home from school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPamlbTp4o8/TlEjbO28U_I/AAAAAAAABfY/FqA08HO2DdE/s1600/august%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643330758823924722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPamlbTp4o8/TlEjbO28U_I/AAAAAAAABfY/FqA08HO2DdE/s320/august%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The rule hasn't changed. Braxton is still not allowed to sleep in our bed, but when he gets up at 6:30, I go shower and tell him to go wake daddy. This is the 2nd time I have come back to this...HOW CUTE!!! (notice they both even have their mouths hanging open! Sorry Brad!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3w6TL_2DCw/TlEjahmM0oI/AAAAAAAABfQ/iI9c1YQiKtE/s1600/august%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643330746674107010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3w6TL_2DCw/TlEjahmM0oI/AAAAAAAABfQ/iI9c1YQiKtE/s320/august%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We started one Friday taking treats to the kiddos at school, and now it is an every week thing for Braxton. He was so excited to make this school bus cupcake cake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WzlB0BumSA/TlEjaAB_VQI/AAAAAAAABfI/Cwyj4lMh9Ew/s1600/august%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643330737663857922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WzlB0BumSA/TlEjaAB_VQI/AAAAAAAABfI/Cwyj4lMh9Ew/s320/august%2B2011%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This one made Braxton giggle, he told me, "it looks like Miss Brandi mom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIL697FUR9g/TlEjZY-ys6I/AAAAAAAABfA/-6K_4KeXe2c/s1600/august%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643330727181464482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIL697FUR9g/TlEjZY-ys6I/AAAAAAAABfA/-6K_4KeXe2c/s320/august%2B2011%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;For those of you who know me, you know it was a BIG step for me to let Braxton have playdo.. as I H.A.T.E playdo!!! The smell freaks me out...but I'm learning to get over it! Braxton LOVES to 'dig dirt' in the yard, or sand box, but when it rains, we can't..so he has adjusted by settling for clumps of playdo to bulldoze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQUbP_xVMu4/TlEiYZPVumI/AAAAAAAABe4/axhBdVWU9sE/s1600/august%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643329610559371874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQUbP_xVMu4/TlEiYZPVumI/AAAAAAAABe4/axhBdVWU9sE/s320/august%2B2011%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Grandpa Bob, do you have to work on your Harley this often, too?!??!!?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbXwxGUdqfU/TlEiX_cI-oI/AAAAAAAABew/4wYni6t9evk/s1600/august%2B2011%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643329603633740418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbXwxGUdqfU/TlEiX_cI-oI/AAAAAAAABew/4wYni6t9evk/s320/august%2B2011%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I love pillow pets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MKq3VFAx_8U/TlEiXXiHB2I/AAAAAAAABeo/lkjfa74QpUk/s1600/august%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643329592921360226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MKq3VFAx_8U/TlEiXXiHB2I/AAAAAAAABeo/lkjfa74QpUk/s320/august%2B2011%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So sad I missed out on this...I was working my long shift at the bazaar, but I hear thanks to Cousin Carson, Braxton had no problem going down this slide over and over! Towards the end of the night I got to see him go down it, ended up in me freaked out as he caught air and did end over end unplanned summer saults! And he loved it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xE9Eu5jzgf0/TlEiW2ndDYI/AAAAAAAABeg/Cydy5j4PHRM/s1600/august%2B2011%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643329584085405058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xE9Eu5jzgf0/TlEiW2ndDYI/AAAAAAAABeg/Cydy5j4PHRM/s320/august%2B2011%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We didn't get the B&amp;amp;B Repair or Xpress Salon car in this round, but he was still excited to ride. Tyce, Braxton, Marley &amp;amp; Zoey...a few of them are Future Bulldogs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wq2Rewpx7E/TlEiWd85XxI/AAAAAAAABeY/BS7jlMWZEwc/s1600/august%2B2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643329577464454930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wq2Rewpx7E/TlEiWd85XxI/AAAAAAAABeY/BS7jlMWZEwc/s320/august%2B2011%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;he L.O.V.E.S this slide at school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2KkWWEvz5k/TlEhTpGhvCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/o5xhwAqjtPk/s1600/august%2B2011%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328429406403618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2KkWWEvz5k/TlEhTpGhvCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/o5xhwAqjtPk/s320/august%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...and shocked me by starting off on his bottom, to turning to his belly, to ending face first! I guess the 2 year old daredevil is coming out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5P67VXc-5XQ/TlEhTJcTCzI/AAAAAAAABeI/NvNVEGlffas/s1600/august%2B2011%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328420907780914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5P67VXc-5XQ/TlEhTJcTCzI/AAAAAAAABeI/NvNVEGlffas/s320/august%2B2011%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Brad had a little more advantage! (they were seeing who could get higher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLf9MtVIsTs/TlEhStE6YaI/AAAAAAAABeA/HoFLFT9LUsg/s1600/august%2B2011%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328413293502882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLf9MtVIsTs/TlEhStE6YaI/AAAAAAAABeA/HoFLFT9LUsg/s320/august%2B2011%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They were 'poppin a wheely' on the tire swing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2_CiWA3YAI/TlEhQZ8U3gI/AAAAAAAABd4/sc82Bld9nnk/s1600/august%2B2011%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328373797477890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2_CiWA3YAI/TlEhQZ8U3gI/AAAAAAAABd4/sc82Bld9nnk/s320/august%2B2011%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I swear he really was giggling...I think you can see it in his eyes! Brad likes to roll him up like a hot dog and tickle his toes...poor kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1adNnF2xFo/TlEhP88MH6I/AAAAAAAABdw/hH8288Zn6uY/s1600/august%2B2011%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328366012276642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1adNnF2xFo/TlEhP88MH6I/AAAAAAAABdw/hH8288Zn6uY/s320/august%2B2011%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;he started with his silly 'cheese' smile! We were making a project 'for my daddy' he tells me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-618435317414889282?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/618435317414889282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/milestones-i-think-it-is-safe-to-say-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/618435317414889282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/618435317414889282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/milestones-i-think-it-is-safe-to-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSI9toTgAPQ/TlEjbTH-KNI/AAAAAAAABfg/q6VJ51j9f8Y/s72-c/august%2B2011%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1043469144832445002</id><published>2011-08-05T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:51:42.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I Help....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520454091700530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1VrQXTVR1c/Tjx--_AieTI/AAAAAAAABcY/wS_vn1-AGZ0/s320/july%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton and I made ewwy-gooey fudge chocolate chip peanut butter filled cupcakes to take to "jackie's house" aka daycare... They didn't get done til late Thursday night, but right away Friday he remembered!! And was SO proud to carry them in this morning! He is (kind of) learning to share...;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520445884646114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_xXdJCrCK8/Tjx--gb0wuI/AAAAAAAABcQ/AOuHqN7Od10/s320/july%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Brad pretty much made the sweet corn this year...it was his turn, right?! He had the best helper ever. Braxton didn't understand that he couldn't use a knife, so he got himself a fork:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx8SK3nyExc/Tjx--qQ5CuI/AAAAAAAABcI/ZtaIOZHvpAg/s1600/july%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520448523143906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx8SK3nyExc/Tjx--qQ5CuI/AAAAAAAABcI/ZtaIOZHvpAg/s320/july%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and did EXCELLENT putting it into the bags! (one scoop went in the bag, and a handful in his mouth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7thcPKQnbMw/Tjx--WpUs5I/AAAAAAAABcA/yfhuYLFoS8o/s1600/july%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520443256910738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7thcPKQnbMw/Tjx--WpUs5I/AAAAAAAABcA/yfhuYLFoS8o/s320/july%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's so fun to squirt Papa Bob with his new pink :/ gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mphoWaHft2Q/Tjx--L58X5I/AAAAAAAABb4/khe7zmqikqI/s1600/july%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520440373829522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mphoWaHft2Q/Tjx--L58X5I/AAAAAAAABb4/khe7zmqikqI/s320/july%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's a dark picture, but these cool dudes had their shades on ridin' the harley and Braxton wanted his picture taken:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVDQdRXCUmo/Tjx9n3pqOlI/AAAAAAAABbw/DzwxIBUFeK8/s1600/july%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518957468072530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVDQdRXCUmo/Tjx9n3pqOlI/AAAAAAAABbw/DzwxIBUFeK8/s320/july%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Don'tcha know that cowboys wear puma?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qInfSvMA-7Y/Tjx9nkBh0SI/AAAAAAAABbo/Q4Nll26h0b4/s1600/july%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518952199475490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qInfSvMA-7Y/Tjx9nkBh0SI/AAAAAAAABbo/Q4Nll26h0b4/s320/july%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This makes me chuckle..small story..we are NEEDING new carpet, so we got samples laying around, and he has decided that is his new 'rug' where he enjoys snacks now. Who needs carpet, we will just buy samples:) and the easy cheese, yea, it's much yummier to squirt it directly into our mouth I guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518941895736850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4Sn_Hak9t4/Tjx9m9o7PhI/AAAAAAAABbQ/4_gxGQ5HV8A/s320/july%2B001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;READY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518944949870130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp8ri6ZbAZs/Tjx9nJBFnjI/AAAAAAAABbY/DwtqSr95eLA/s320/july%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SET....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518946934229810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgY-Dwg3XbI/Tjx9nQaMizI/AAAAAAAABbg/MrR0yOZagA0/s320/july%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;SHOOT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1043469144832445002?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1043469144832445002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1043469144832445002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1043469144832445002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-help.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1VrQXTVR1c/Tjx--_AieTI/AAAAAAAABcY/wS_vn1-AGZ0/s72-c/july%2B015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1236605013761539048</id><published>2011-07-27T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:30:45.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Busy at the Busselman's just bouncing around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5p7nstaiX0/TjDJb_LIBkI/AAAAAAAABbI/YVf_thQGsuQ/s1600/hair%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634224616492238402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5p7nstaiX0/TjDJb_LIBkI/AAAAAAAABbI/YVf_thQGsuQ/s320/hair%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;......and Hanging out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx2yqvh4iJM/TjDJblzYUoI/AAAAAAAABbA/ZQO_r5tLPlI/s1600/hair%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634224609681756802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx2yqvh4iJM/TjDJblzYUoI/AAAAAAAABbA/ZQO_r5tLPlI/s320/hair%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1236605013761539048?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1236605013761539048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-at-busselmans-just-bouncing-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1236605013761539048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1236605013761539048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-at-busselmans-just-bouncing-around.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5p7nstaiX0/TjDJb_LIBkI/AAAAAAAABbI/YVf_thQGsuQ/s72-c/hair%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-5295220102858661390</id><published>2011-07-05T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:28:55.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 4th of July!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;At our house...fireworks were, "scary mommy! I go in the house! Make daddy stop!" SO, Brad was a little bummed because he LOVES doing fireworks...but we still managed to do a few!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYyPsmwX6FM/ThPFT0DRSZI/AAAAAAAABa4/tMppsdiHXSQ/s1600/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626057303696427410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYyPsmwX6FM/ThPFT0DRSZI/AAAAAAAABa4/tMppsdiHXSQ/s320/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahhh...fishing with daddy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8s__2JarFj8/ThPFTdwvtUI/AAAAAAAABaw/uwsaVW4CrlY/s1600/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626057297713149250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8s__2JarFj8/ThPFTdwvtUI/AAAAAAAABaw/uwsaVW4CrlY/s320/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Braxton wanted to take his picture with his buddy!...I love this little green man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpo8r9gxt1Q/ThPFROGVX-I/AAAAAAAABao/6SSDPDvPxe8/s1600/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626057259148992482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpo8r9gxt1Q/ThPFROGVX-I/AAAAAAAABao/6SSDPDvPxe8/s320/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Awwww:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRbBfAPK5nY/ThPFQ0brMLI/AAAAAAAABag/hLsEwb-J3Z8/s1600/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626057252259180722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRbBfAPK5nY/ThPFQ0brMLI/AAAAAAAABag/hLsEwb-J3Z8/s320/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;These 'pops' are about the most we got him to do...and it took a lot of coaxing!!! At one point, he had to wear his snow boats to step on them!!! Did I mention it was 102 degrees out?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZrhrYl7trI/ThPFQVL4HPI/AAAAAAAABaY/EWfeFMFArHA/s1600/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626057243871419634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZrhrYl7trI/ThPFQVL4HPI/AAAAAAAABaY/EWfeFMFArHA/s320/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;If anyone is looking for a handy man, I think I have one in the making... (Brenda, I think we are for hire!)---not sure he can do kitchen sinks yet, though--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-5295220102858661390?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/5295220102858661390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july-at-our-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5295220102858661390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5295220102858661390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july-at-our-house.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYyPsmwX6FM/ThPFT0DRSZI/AAAAAAAABa4/tMppsdiHXSQ/s72-c/july%2B1%2Bcamping%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-737268492984144640</id><published>2011-06-27T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:22:24.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is the 3 letter word I have heard drives parents &lt;em&gt;CRAZY...&lt;/em&gt;but we are only 2 days into it, so it is still cute:) On Saturday I was hooking up Braxton's large trailer to his small tractor, trying to explain it won't work, and that's when I got the, "why?" And since then, that is ALL I hear!!!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Braxton, let's change out of our jammies and go to Jackie's"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why mommy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Braxton, please pick up your toys."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why mommy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Braxton you can't wear JD cowboy boots with khaki shorts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why mommy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Everyday is something new at our house! He has been trying so hard to hold up his pointer finger and middle finger and show you that he is two...but having that thumb hold down the other two fingers in hard when you are a little guy:) So for now, his two pointer fingers will work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Braxton has really been a daddy's boy lately..so it was time to show him that mommy can be fun, too:) (ha daddy!) Brad was 'garfing' (Golfing) as Braxton calls it, so we decided to work on the landscaping at the shop some more...I am transplanting hostas (because they are coming out my ears at the house!) and then river rocking, etc...which required me to drive the skidloader...OH YEA!!!! Mommy is now the COOLEST!!!:) (until tomorrow when Brad out does me with something else!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It is amazing to watch Brad and Braxton together! You can just watch the two of them and see Brad's eye twinkle with every move Braxton makes! They are best buds thats forsure!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Everynight before bed is when Braxton and I get to snuggle and say prayers...On Monday night we were praying for our friends, as she was in labor to have their little girl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"for Kayla's little girl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"mommy, I want a baby grrrl",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mmmhmmm"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"where would she sleep?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"not in Baxton's bed, that my bed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"nope, not in B(r)axton's bed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hers sleep in hers bed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"where would 'hers' bed go, our house is too small"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"umm...hers bed go in da camper"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And this is one of them times....don't ya just love what kids come up with?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwnXdn41OZU/TglDz9PM6iI/AAAAAAAABZs/aFREDDnGSzo/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623100169639488034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwnXdn41OZU/TglDz9PM6iI/AAAAAAAABZs/aFREDDnGSzo/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Braxton is big into taking naps ANYWHERE but in his bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RX5VXSfy6BM/TglDzd1eiVI/AAAAAAAABZk/Is4T93rPAtU/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623100161210091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RX5VXSfy6BM/TglDzd1eiVI/AAAAAAAABZk/Is4T93rPAtU/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Enjoying a yummy marshmallow around the campfire*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92g0bs9Cch0/TglDy0vZpHI/AAAAAAAABZc/TcvPQV2GHkw/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623100150178751602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92g0bs9Cch0/TglDy0vZpHI/AAAAAAAABZc/TcvPQV2GHkw/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...and this is what I meant when I said daddy does all the fun stuff:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3_DN7Ttvkc/TglDH6SGbAI/AAAAAAAABZU/n5BfcsP3R_A/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623099412932094978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3_DN7Ttvkc/TglDH6SGbAI/AAAAAAAABZU/n5BfcsP3R_A/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;For Father's Day weekend, we went to Pierce camping with my parents, and Brad's parents! What a fun time!!! Braxton LOVED showing off in front of his 'gampas' and 'gammas'...and especially Aunt Kelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhMUtGvBau8/TglDHe6oa1I/AAAAAAAABZM/Zgyb81DIKqA/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623099405585902418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhMUtGvBau8/TglDHe6oa1I/AAAAAAAABZM/Zgyb81DIKqA/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Way to go mommy..you remembered a riding toy this time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nrLiE0sAXM/TglDGzEDrLI/AAAAAAAABZE/kl6weMv7tms/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623099393814277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nrLiE0sAXM/TglDGzEDrLI/AAAAAAAABZE/kl6weMv7tms/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I SWEAR Grandpa didn't really let go!! When he talks about Grandpas now, it is either, "Gammpa John", or "Gammpa Bob"...then he usually talks about a motorcycle:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIRCD8dkvz0/TglDGbpmhXI/AAAAAAAABY8/rqGMU1q7JoQ/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623099387529299314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIRCD8dkvz0/TglDGbpmhXI/AAAAAAAABY8/rqGMU1q7JoQ/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;It's tuff being this cool....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wNLJFsGoXY/TglDGHpSj8I/AAAAAAAABY0/I0Gv_0YMIIM/s1600/fathers%2Bday%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623099382159282114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wNLJFsGoXY/TglDGHpSj8I/AAAAAAAABY0/I0Gv_0YMIIM/s320/fathers%2Bday%2B029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...and Best Friends are made!!! Harper turned "2" on Fathers Day! So, we jumped out of camping for a bit and went to his FUN party! The boys FINALLY played together and were running and screaming and having a blast!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-737268492984144640?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/737268492984144640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-why-why-this-is-3-letter-word-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/737268492984144640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/737268492984144640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-why-why-this-is-3-letter-word-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwnXdn41OZU/TglDz9PM6iI/AAAAAAAABZs/aFREDDnGSzo/s72-c/fathers%2Bday%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2886259523735795494</id><published>2011-06-06T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:24:40.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Someday.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...Someday I promise I will stop taking pictures of my son playing in the tub...But he's only 2 and therefore I find it cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSjN6sfikN0/Te1qRJs8J1I/AAAAAAAABYs/3XsS_E93G0E/s1600/camping%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261153295607634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSjN6sfikN0/Te1qRJs8J1I/AAAAAAAABYs/3XsS_E93G0E/s320/camping%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We have been traveling to Columbus a lot lately for baseball/teeball games and LOVING them! McKenna plays coach pitch on Tuesday nights, Carson on Wednesday nights, and Charli on Thursdays..WHEW!!! And Braxton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVES &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to watch them all play! He has learned that 'Gampas' buys him m&amp;amp;m's at all games! So, when we are at home, he wants to learn to play, too:) Look Out!!! The ball is coming at ya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_glKXppL0c/Te1qQkc98dI/AAAAAAAABYk/CqA4QJXk2a8/s1600/camping%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261143296504274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_glKXppL0c/Te1qQkc98dI/AAAAAAAABYk/CqA4QJXk2a8/s320/camping%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Another day of being worn out after playing hard!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SG-LKMKb1o/Te1qQPZuijI/AAAAAAAABYc/CI1Qagd-Kf8/s1600/camping%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261137645767218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SG-LKMKb1o/Te1qQPZuijI/AAAAAAAABYc/CI1Qagd-Kf8/s320/camping%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my little helper`` is trying to hit 'buttons' as I update the blog:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We went camping to Yankton over Memorial Day weekend and had so much fun! Lots of friends from Lindsay were there, too! ( it was a chilly morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIiW-HRBdjw/Te1qPM1IhWI/AAAAAAAABYU/llGkF-Zfu-U/s1600/camping%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261119775540578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIiW-HRBdjw/Te1qPM1IhWI/AAAAAAAABYU/llGkF-Zfu-U/s320/camping%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All weekend Braxton wanted to 'drive' Gene's boat...While Brad was putting the life jacket on, I asked what that handle in the back of the jacket was...turned around to this...Brad says that's what it is for:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BdFQNrx6lg/Te1qLMbXt6I/AAAAAAAABYM/OSpAJTSGt2w/s1600/camping%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261050948007842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BdFQNrx6lg/Te1qLMbXt6I/AAAAAAAABYM/OSpAJTSGt2w/s320/camping%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not sure, but I think it was equally FUN for the boys!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCMHyJLguxs/Te1pNHDXx4I/AAAAAAAABYE/vzBnzX8sP_c/s1600/camping%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615259984353281922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCMHyJLguxs/Te1pNHDXx4I/AAAAAAAABYE/vzBnzX8sP_c/s320/camping%2B022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He must've learned to hold hands from Cousin Charli and Harper...this is his new thing in the car.."momma, hold my hand peas"....I LOVE IT!!! And Loved it even more when he told dad, "no, just mommy hand"...hee hee It isn't too often mom trumps dad!...okay, NEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4e1B0nKl-ys/Te1pMu7zj6I/AAAAAAAABX8/54wFqGAO5vI/s1600/camping%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615259977879097250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4e1B0nKl-ys/Te1pMu7zj6I/AAAAAAAABX8/54wFqGAO5vI/s320/camping%2B028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...gotta have chocolate pudding when you camp!.....(if you notice the streak across the front of his head, I forgot to mention we had a little mishap in the boat...we hit a bump and Braxton took a tumble that knocked him silly out! He's OKAY I assure you:) He was honking the horn to the boat shortly after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDk0YxNUfsQ/Te1pL5RM30I/AAAAAAAABX0/C7Hbow9MmqY/s1600/camping%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615259963473321794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDk0YxNUfsQ/Te1pL5RM30I/AAAAAAAABX0/C7Hbow9MmqY/s320/camping%2B029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( my little helper just tells me, 'it's okay momma, i push a button'--he REALLY likes to play on the computer too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is BRAxton Standing with hiS new FROG, hERMAN...( AND yes, he found the caps lock button right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_pW2GgUB-I/Te1pLoBlyXI/AAAAAAAABXs/7l3YvmPmNxs/s1600/camping%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615259958844442994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_pW2GgUB-I/Te1pLoBlyXI/AAAAAAAABXs/7l3YvmPmNxs/s320/camping%2B034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;New swimming pool that Brad thought he just had to get for Braxton:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdDNVnV36wA/Te1pLLCs25I/AAAAAAAABXk/npLZAQ9JK9w/s1600/camping%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615259951064472466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdDNVnV36wA/Te1pLLCs25I/AAAAAAAABXk/npLZAQ9JK9w/s320/camping%2B035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ah...a picture with momma:) That's my new name I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBB-vVvBjLE/Te1oGDPrSbI/AAAAAAAABXc/Yk33m7rQ1DY/s1600/camping%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615258763560438194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBB-vVvBjLE/Te1oGDPrSbI/AAAAAAAABXc/Yk33m7rQ1DY/s320/camping%2B036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am aware we do NOT have it that bad...but we were bummed Saturday morning to see what Friday nights storm did to our new fence. The 70+mph wind pulled the anchors right out of the cement!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QedQolW7EvA/Te1oFVc-9lI/AAAAAAAABXU/nrvmBtNJwXk/s1600/camping%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615258751268222546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QedQolW7EvA/Te1oFVc-9lI/AAAAAAAABXU/nrvmBtNJwXk/s320/camping%2B044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...the boys will get it figured out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBwhUmNXN5g/Te1oE8E7IaI/AAAAAAAABXM/GlkmbaXrZdg/s1600/camping%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615258744456421794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBwhUmNXN5g/Te1oE8E7IaI/AAAAAAAABXM/GlkmbaXrZdg/s320/camping%2B048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The roof blew off the well shed across the street from us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zI6ntN49ly8/Te1oERsoK1I/AAAAAAAABXE/QepzNdrThtQ/s1600/camping%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615258733080226642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zI6ntN49ly8/Te1oERsoK1I/AAAAAAAABXE/QepzNdrThtQ/s320/camping%2B049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;When I ask for a 'smile and say cheese' , this is the new thing I get in return...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5hNswZjrU4/Te1oDyO_u8I/AAAAAAAABW8/E3OJ_kkga_I/s1600/camping%2B051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615258724634442690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5hNswZjrU4/Te1oDyO_u8I/AAAAAAAABW8/E3OJ_kkga_I/s320/camping%2B051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2886259523735795494?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2886259523735795494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2886259523735795494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2886259523735795494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSjN6sfikN0/Te1qRJs8J1I/AAAAAAAABYs/3XsS_E93G0E/s72-c/camping%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2473922579791728875</id><published>2011-05-15T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:46:31.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;An update from the Busselman's...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*So, after Braxton's Big Ol #2 Birthday...we are rearranging our 'not-so-big' house to make room for all the awesome toys we got!!!!! It was so sad when we went to put the basketball hoop together, we realized the yellow hoop ring thing was missing...so, a quick trip to Norfolk and we are all set with a new one with all the parts!!! He realized he wasn't tall enough, so he found his own way of making a basket! Little smartie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607009256959532402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6vrvTb8_aU/TdAZNkVmXXI/AAAAAAAABVQ/S_MM0uDn7_E/s320/camping%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Always wore out after a big game of basketball...nothing better than falling asleep in daddy's arms:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607009267818272690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ai_xP5DhQ8Q/TdAZOMyhl7I/AAAAAAAABVY/CUyVO21Zt5w/s320/camping%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*So growing up in a MAJOR farming community, Braxton is constantly seeing tractors go by, and he 'WANTS TO RIDE TAC-TOR MOMMY!!!" So, good thing for the Bender's and Klassens:) Braxton got to ride in a few different colors of t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;:), and he even got to drive one! Thanks Casey and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jerry&lt;/span&gt;!!! Let me know if you need a hired-hand someday:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607009273189317058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QIPmgVyniwo/TdAZOgzFOcI/AAAAAAAABVg/cN4Od_W-W2E/s320/camping%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We went on our first camping trip over Mother's day weekend! WHAT A BLAST!!! We went up to Pierce after work Friday. Braxton was beyond excited when we picked him up from school with the camper!!! It was such a beautiful weekend. The weather was perfect. We hung out Friday night, and Brad got some fishing in on Saturday while Braxton napped...(he had a great surprise when he woke up...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Braxton is still in his crib at the age of 2...He has never attempted to crawl out, or even shown interest of doing so. When he wakes up, he just yells for 'daddy' or 'mommy I up'...so, until he crawls out, we plan to keep him in there..hope he isn't 10 and still in there--haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;He was pretty excited to sleep on the couch in the camper! He did great! We were a little questionable about him falling off, and yep, good thing we put cushions down! About 4am, THUMP...didn't wake him to fall, but it woke mom! Why is it that mom's hear EVERYTHING and WORRY about EVERYTHING!?!?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*So, Saturday we rode bikes, walked, played tractors, ball, everthing else that summer brings, we even got the smore's out! Mmm:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When it was time to come home, Braxton was so sad. He wanted to stay. We are so excited for our upcoming camping trips!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ4erBLMMhw/TdAbgjvgm5I/AAAAAAAABWA/vY7dnb0HCdM/s1600/camping%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607011782240541586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ4erBLMMhw/TdAbgjvgm5I/AAAAAAAABWA/vY7dnb0HCdM/s320/camping%2B024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Braxton made this at school for me for Mother's Day. When I woke up Sunday morning, Brad had practiced "Happy Mother's Day Mommy" with him, and I got the cutest card and Braxton told me, "Happy Birthday Mommy"...how cute...must've had his Birthday on his mind yet:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm5WshiJIEQ/TdAbgQXQZzI/AAAAAAAABV4/Rh4T3SiAs6k/s1600/camping%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607011777038542642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm5WshiJIEQ/TdAbgQXQZzI/AAAAAAAABV4/Rh4T3SiAs6k/s320/camping%2B023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton was picking me 'flowers' aka dandilions and he was so proud!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuolL1rBgZU/TdAZPOX5gAI/AAAAAAAABVw/m6lQR_2RqhI/s1600/camping%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607009285423333378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuolL1rBgZU/TdAZPOX5gAI/AAAAAAAABVw/m6lQR_2RqhI/s320/camping%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*This was Brad's big catch of the day! It was delicious!!! And this next photo was the Big Surprise Braxton got when he woke up. Braxton went to reel in his pole, and this is what was on the end of it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQhyQTdlHC0/TdAZO8eFvHI/AAAAAAAABVo/BnUP1aBiq68/s1600/camping%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607009280617462898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQhyQTdlHC0/TdAZO8eFvHI/AAAAAAAABVo/BnUP1aBiq68/s320/camping%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When it was time to go home, he tried to 'hide' so he could stay. Too cute--when he doesn't want to go home or do something he 'hides'...the mind of a 2 year old--how sweet and innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607028155358775314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmQS10N5gvQ/TdAqZmXGCBI/AAAAAAAABWw/K9Vrcrt0udQ/s320/camping%2B026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lil man &amp;amp; me on Mother's Day after going to graduations...what a busy weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607011795391441426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4vieOMh5Sc/TdAbhUu7ahI/AAAAAAAABWQ/NuR0iE_9AmE/s320/camping%2B028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Braxton planted some touch-up grass on Mother's Day. He has turned into quite the little helper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607011802600492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLg1CCGVmGA/TdAbhvlszBI/AAAAAAAABWY/EfdJGk84zb4/s320/camping%2B030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*It has been so busy lately going and because of this, we are in the van a lot. Braxton has been so funny to ride with! We were heading home yesterday after meeting new baby Justine, and when Brad turned the corner, Braxton says, "No guys, not that way" he pointed the opposite way and told Brad, "go that way daddy". His new favorite phrase all week has been, "hey guys", or "no guys", "listen guys", "GUYS" is the new word!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I can't wait to post a picture of Braxton's new haircut! It only took, Grandpa B, Grandma B, Daddy, Cousin Kenna &amp;amp; Cousin Carson to entertain him while I CHOPPED away!!! He used to sit so great, then...he turned 2...enough said:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*HAPPY WEEK to All!!!*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2473922579791728875?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2473922579791728875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-from-busselmans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2473922579791728875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2473922579791728875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-from-busselmans.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6vrvTb8_aU/TdAZNkVmXXI/AAAAAAAABVQ/S_MM0uDn7_E/s72-c/camping%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3098288359393736672</id><published>2011-05-03T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:19:34.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My first tree........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Braxton got his first tree from Little Saints Daycare last week for Arbor Day! So, we decided to plant it at the shop...in hope of watching it grow along with Braxton in the years to come:) He was so excited to help daddy plant it!!! Look closely, as it is super small!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685635106227154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnRGB424My8/TcC85pyww9I/AAAAAAAABUA/93cVe3J8yC4/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday, May 1st we celebrated Braxton's "2nd" Birthday with all his family and friends!!! This was his 'tractor' cake he wanted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685644780850946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ey8JGhCzoQ/TcC86N1XzwI/AAAAAAAABUI/VOcz-z-YC8g/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Pretty girl Cousin Charli had to help Braxton open gifts...everyone he opened, he wanted to hoard and not attempt to walk away from for the chance of a cousin touching it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66j2je783NM/TcC-m0OIB-I/AAAAAAAABUo/5is4H5RKVsc/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602687510511093730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66j2je783NM/TcC-m0OIB-I/AAAAAAAABUo/5is4H5RKVsc/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma Korth gave him a baggie FULL of smarties...his fav:)&lt;br /&gt;**there is a little story behind it...a month ago at the firemans supper, Braxton convienently helped himself into Great Gma's purse because he saw she had 'candy' in there...and ever since, when he sees her, he wants 'candy':) It amazes me what he remembers!!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602687521117773778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fl63hhgIGqE/TcC-nbu9H9I/AAAAAAAABUw/1jqayvAGz2g/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Braxton got his "ONE" gift he was asking for!!! A 'baset-ball and hoop'...THANK YOU Gpa &amp;amp; Gma P!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFWjVV7pZ3w/TcC-mo1f7LI/AAAAAAAABUg/e2U6wICGXTw/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602687507455012018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFWjVV7pZ3w/TcC-mo1f7LI/AAAAAAAABUg/e2U6wICGXTw/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;...making a wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB0mH5aoPb8/TcC86zq5H9I/AAAAAAAABUY/oZM8x69TWQw/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685654937444306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB0mH5aoPb8/TcC86zq5H9I/AAAAAAAABUY/oZM8x69TWQw/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;...awwwww!!! LOVING on his rockin horse from Jesse &amp;amp; Uncle Lyle:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DNIUg-oz9Y/TcC86SJiYoI/AAAAAAAABUQ/eiobBGy7Dk8/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685645939171970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DNIUg-oz9Y/TcC86SJiYoI/AAAAAAAABUQ/eiobBGy7Dk8/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Oh Uncle Lyle...thank you for buying all the 7 kids at the party a baby chick!!! Let me know how much we owe you for feed:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602694228544935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nPTH59XgNM/TcDEt22NVHI/AAAAAAAABVI/fUdkRrAuB_o/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check out these new pajamas:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZyxFqAoiZw/TcC85djsRaI/AAAAAAAABT4/MRnue6G5jQY/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685631821792674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZyxFqAoiZw/TcC85djsRaI/AAAAAAAABT4/MRnue6G5jQY/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you .... Happy Birthday to you..Happy Birthday Sweet Braxton.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602687532374642242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-Hjw_fvwwo/TcC-oFqzTkI/AAAAAAAABVA/qIPS36GNnEE/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Braxton had a Great 2nd Birthday THANK YOU to ALL of you for celebrating such a special day!!! Thank you for helping our house look like a mini John Deere store:) Braxton is LOVING every single gift!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And So are we!! Watching him be so happy playing makes us SO happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3098288359393736672?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3098288359393736672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-first-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3098288359393736672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3098288359393736672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-first-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnRGB424My8/TcC85pyww9I/AAAAAAAABUA/93cVe3J8yC4/s72-c/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%2521%2521%2521%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4428925247644504108</id><published>2011-04-29T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:43:18.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY BRAXTON JOHN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It has been a week long of celebrating at our house!!! April 23rd Brad turned the big 3-0! I tried my best to give him a 'surprise' party, and my cover got blown 30mins before...all in all, it was still a BLAST and he was surprised somewhat:) I am thankful it is over...I did A LOT of fibbing...and HATED that! But it was all in good reasoning, right?!?! (keep telling myself that to make me feel better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601187833661918770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdQbUe7Umg/TbtqqImojjI/AAAAAAAABSA/WRIBH0Ud-44/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Brad really wanted Braxton to have goldfish, so we came home with Terry and I'm sad to say the other mr.goldfish did not get a name...maybe if he would've lived longer than 6 days I would've gotten it named:( Braxton really didn't seem to mind they died!...good thing they are only 30cents, right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601187839596352066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GFa_XG7IO4M/Tbtqqetg0kI/AAAAAAAABSI/Nmy20KFCoEM/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Uncle Lyle decided to bring the Easter Bunny to Braxton, since he was scared of it at the Easter egg hunt! He sure seemed to enjoy this little bunny! How adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dqqo-H6ueI/TbtsDfftc1I/AAAAAAAABSQ/l5fGv3vRqrU/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601189368815252306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dqqo-H6ueI/TbtsDfftc1I/AAAAAAAABSQ/l5fGv3vRqrU/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He was so great at coloring the eggs. When I asked him who he wanted to give them to, he replied, "daddy and jerry" Jerry is our neighbor...who is also Braxton's BESTEST buddy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601189424823237794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hdh0XWKmcQ/TbtsGwJDfKI/AAAAAAAABSg/0ms6QLkJNxw/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brad*Nathan Chohon*Keith Reichmuch*Eric Reichmuth*Scott Wegener---Brad's classmates to surprised him at his party...there were a few more that didn't make the photo:) Brad's class is so close! It made Brad's night to have them there...Nate even drove 7 hours!! True Friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601189394018853586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GW0KK70EyY/TbtsE9Yt4tI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZYXpowL37AQ/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;..and Thank You Gene Werner for helping Brad get his first and ONLY 30 pointer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601189436671865042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v11adruRi2Q/TbtsHcR_MNI/AAAAAAAABSo/d7eQkVv30Ts/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;As you can see the Easter Bunny came Sunday morning...a tad too early for Brad!!!! In his defense, his wonderful friends were a little harsh on him with the drinks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601189433831625042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GFoqDVwaOu0/TbtsHRs0kVI/AAAAAAAABSw/sTtGYOa2aQ4/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Grandpa John helping Braxton find his eggs at Great Aunt Jackies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194045422841490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--h4ALll6A9w/TbtwTtN2LpI/AAAAAAAABS4/MQ4a-6p-HJA/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So everyone thought I was horrible for having them take this picture and not redo it...this is just how it is with a 2 year old...you win some, you lose some...obviously it was a losing day for photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194533614903410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgeJ_dWkxl4/TbtwwH354HI/AAAAAAAABTg/pZGbCqnTva8/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa B stopped by on Braxton's bday to bring him a few presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601199307099045698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBMYoVMlbwg/Tbt1F-fNf0I/AAAAAAAABTo/NSp4ltNFxwI/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;..and the famous Jerry even made it over! He MADE Braxton a box-scraper! AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194056221051298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5CPv0fFXiG8/TbtwUVcVyaI/AAAAAAAABTQ/q4v4-bLvbGE/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For some reason, he thinks his new fishing pole is a GUn.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601200124237157666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqNUfz0MQs0/Tbt11ikHlSI/AAAAAAAABTw/acdh9PtDREs/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Brad, Braxton, and I spent the entire day in Omaha at the Henry Doorly Zoo! He LOVED the animals!!!!!!!!!! LOVED everything about the ZOO! It was SO much fun spending the day with the boys!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194054209179170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00qjsNqQHZI/TbtwUN8rDiI/AAAAAAAABTI/wa5k6vb9Yps/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I even got a 'thumbs up'...he was having so much FuN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULSWGyG2_10/Tbtqp2WYQXI/AAAAAAAABR4/cT2VHVdfb2I/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601187828761903474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULSWGyG2_10/Tbtqp2WYQXI/AAAAAAAABR4/cT2VHVdfb2I/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...and the next day the party continued...he got his 1st John Deere hat from teh Al Bender Family!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq1h9eU-Q8A/TbtqppHisuI/AAAAAAAABRw/OHbZ5Mge6kM/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601187825210012386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq1h9eU-Q8A/TbtqppHisuI/AAAAAAAABRw/OHbZ5Mge6kM/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and the gifts just keep on coming...In the mail the day after, his mack truck, trailer and BACKHOE that he SO BADLY was asking for, FINALLY came in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLZL8G70NXM/TbtqpVAvZPI/AAAAAAAABRo/3FHAVU3_JJs/s1600/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601187819812775154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLZL8G70NXM/TbtqpVAvZPI/AAAAAAAABRo/3FHAVU3_JJs/s320/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...and it just keeps getting better, he got to drive the tractor with Jerry!!!! We are still hearing all about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;***and the big party isn't until Sunday...hope I have enough room for pictures of all his loot he is going to get....*** ReMemBeR people, our house is SMALL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4428925247644504108?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4428925247644504108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-2nd-birthday-braxton-john-it-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4428925247644504108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4428925247644504108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-2nd-birthday-braxton-john-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdQbUe7Umg/TbtqqImojjI/AAAAAAAABSA/WRIBH0Ud-44/s72-c/2nd%2Bbirthday%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bzoo%2521%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2031751344797532838</id><published>2011-04-21T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:40.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;QUACK QUACK... check out Braxton's slippers...Mom's are camo...so you probably can't see them:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598053846700783122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQSO_-B5CXs/TbBIUFYb9hI/AAAAAAAABQo/e1sQhm7KoiA/s320/almost%2B2%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton is 'learning' to share...so, Sunday he decided to share his oatmeal cream pie with his cows!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598053861638919858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wlG3c4MSYo/TbBIU9B91rI/AAAAAAAABRA/1OUt_1z7Pfk/s320/almost%2B2%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...so, this is the famous "Tay-der" that Braxton loves so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6m_vwSL5cg/TbBIUp9barI/AAAAAAAABQ4/6pO3PlmRs74/s1600/almost%2B2%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598053856519613106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6m_vwSL5cg/TbBIUp9barI/AAAAAAAABQ4/6pO3PlmRs74/s320/almost%2B2%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and this is Braxton and Taylor 2 years ago next week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598054895031898930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8mSeA5N3Ns/TbBJRGuDUzI/AAAAAAAABRQ/TQV8VM4z4qE/s320/baby%2Bbraxton%2Bday%2B1%2B069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Fun times at the Easter egg hunt! Daddy &amp;amp; Braxton**Aaron &amp;amp; Callista**Leon &amp;amp; Logan----the future class of???20--???(that's too much math!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598053859971304162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sdu9Ktvo8U/TbBIU20YCuI/AAAAAAAABRI/UgdbBNVUsgg/s320/almost%2B2%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So Tom Cruise, do you prefer boxer briefs??????.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598133246285606722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFoy1B5FARA/TbCQhv4ob0I/AAAAAAAABRg/He1ZdRkNyP8/s320/almost%2B2%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...or whity-tighties?!?!?!?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598133240511585138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gmXUsp6GxU/TbCQhaX_23I/AAAAAAAABRY/iF_PoCbGMp8/s320/almost%2B2%2B017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think he was actually sneezing as I took this...he really does like his new undies! I know, I know, someday he REALLY will not appreciate the photos I share with you all:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;---hope the Easter bunny finds all of you this weekend:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2031751344797532838?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2031751344797532838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/quack-quack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2031751344797532838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2031751344797532838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/quack-quack.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQSO_-B5CXs/TbBIUFYb9hI/AAAAAAAABQo/e1sQhm7KoiA/s72-c/almost%2B2%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3043314053037194467</id><published>2011-04-10T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:51:26.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never feels like there is enough time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am a little behind right now on many things in life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will try and back track our last part of March...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm...St.Patty's Day---Braxton got his 1st tattoo:) His lucky clover:) We didn't even party and drink our GREEN beer like we possibly did years ago (heehee), but I did go to play practice...Our town put on a melodrama "Pecos Bill &amp;amp; Slu-foot Sue meet the Dirty Dan Gang"...whew! Quite the title! It was practices every Sunday from Jan-thru March, and ended with multiple practices a week towards the end. For those of you who seen it, I hope you really enjoyed it as much as we did performing it! It was a great cast to work with! I, am NOT an actor, but with a few drinks :) I can pretend to be! I am glad and sad that it's over, but glad to have my Sundays back with my boys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594147521011918386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdrD8qbADEk/TaJniAMMJjI/AAAAAAAABQg/g-3xiLSpZG4/s320/horse%2Briding%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So, Jody has decided that dad needs to eat healthier, and I agree...So she mentioned she doesn't buy ice cream anymore, so my sis and I bought him a homemade ice cream maker for his birthday, and I &lt;em&gt;HAD&lt;/em&gt; to buy myself one, too!! We are &lt;strong&gt;LOVING&lt;/strong&gt; it at the Busselman house!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137735249999410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36tAEkzmqbA/TaJeoZYvNjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PqBfy5JlNqY/s320/horse%2Briding%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh wow!!! So this picture isn't to show off his combover(where did that come from?!!?!) It is to show you the 'flower' he made us at school! He was SO proud of it when I picked him up:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137740021478450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7i_D2xGAuk/TaJeorKWNDI/AAAAAAAABOY/SrUs76dj5O0/s320/23months%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;We had a Fireman's Supper a few weeks ago, and we made Easter Cupcakes to take...I have such a GREAT helper!!!(FYI--we didn't use the liners that he was playing with on the floor---I SWEAR!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138726763839314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsFtVdKUePA/TaJfiHEDv1I/AAAAAAAABOo/n_qoVt54yfE/s320/23months%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; this looks like child-labor or something, but he &lt;em&gt;REALLY TRULY&lt;/em&gt; wanted to vacuum! He even &lt;strong&gt;CRIED&lt;/strong&gt; when I told him it was time to shut it off! Now, daily, he wants to 'Keen' with mommy...why, just WHY can't his father want to 'CLEAN'!?!??!?! ......and YEA, that is VICTOR NEWMAN on the t.v. in the backround! Can you believe he is STILL on the Y&amp;amp;R?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137747670379506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlESsHZiibE/TaJepHp_K_I/AAAAAAAABOg/jztzVhr_OJ4/s320/23months%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...and here we are learning to lick the spatchula when mom got done baking bars!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138729480681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JTWZnugFfc/TaJfiRLzdvI/AAAAAAAABOw/i5aoI2yI9fs/s320/23months%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;What do you do when it snows at the end of March?!?!?! You make a SNOWMAN!!! (okay okay, so Brad made the snowman, but I had to go out in the cold and put the eyes/nose/mouth/buttons on! Give me some credit!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138734548476882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9rupnODDU4/TaJfikED49I/AAAAAAAABO4/1__zGfqHRvA/s320/23months%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY mom?!?!?!?&lt;/em&gt; I thought I could HIDE his basketball from him till his birthday...this is the Handsome Smile I got from him when I said he could open it...but he had to say "cheese" first!!! "baset-ball' is his new favorite thing!!! and I MEAN FAVORTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138738556306434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MUJ-F-5ZygM/TaJfiy_mhAI/AAAAAAAABPA/H3HcTbKKuDk/s320/23months%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Loving John Deere Tractors!!! Can't wait till planting season!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycHjVmCaFtA/TaJh_Zt-zSI/AAAAAAAABPY/-h8XwWAtl8U/s1600/23months%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594141429010976034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycHjVmCaFtA/TaJh_Zt-zSI/AAAAAAAABPY/-h8XwWAtl8U/s320/23months%2B023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...and let me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CLARIFY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the parents who let their child in their bed....BUT, one morning around 7am Braxton got up and ate his 'bar' (nutrigrain bars are his fav) as usual, then wanted to go by daddy (who was still in bed--no sense in us both being up, right?!)so, I put him by daddy and figured Brax would be jumping all over him, I went to shower, and this is what I came back to!!! Jealous Mom!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CxfuodllDI/TaJh-2NQ5sI/AAAAAAAABPQ/gctdoHIJ7MM/s1600/more%2Bwall%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594141419478509250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CxfuodllDI/TaJh-2NQ5sI/AAAAAAAABPQ/gctdoHIJ7MM/s320/more%2Bwall%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Cousin Harper and Charli came for a quick visit one Sunday morning...the boys' hair is identical!!! (...and ya, not sure who's on the t.v in this shot:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-71BBD4zhPWw/TaJfjYRS8qI/AAAAAAAABPI/PYHZl1ou9NQ/s1600/23months%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138748562633378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-71BBD4zhPWw/TaJfjYRS8qI/AAAAAAAABPI/PYHZl1ou9NQ/s320/23months%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and life is ALWAYS good when "Tay-der" comes to visit! Braxton cried when she left...even wanted to ride in her car! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594141432446118994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iH6UJXtdnI/TaJh_mg-7FI/AAAAAAAABPg/0ZKABv18P9k/s320/more%2Bwall%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Braxton had &lt;strong&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; fun playing outside Saturday!!! What a BEAUTIFUL day it was!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594141442394753922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ud_cN7X4to/TaJiALk7C4I/AAAAAAAABPw/zTXci3SudIw/s320/more%2Bwall%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And happy to announce, this is our new fence!!!!!!!!! It is really coming along!!!!!! The project is getting closer to being done!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594141438081878850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqIKVTeYt0Q/TaJh_7gpy0I/AAAAAAAABPo/8cOCvi65Omg/s320/more%2Bwall%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HUGE THANK YOU's&lt;/strong&gt; to Brad, Lyle, Jerry, and John for doing the fence! I was at work doing prom hair...and it sounded like the guys had a few glitches with the fence...sad to say it was the manufacturer (and not our wonderful helpers), but they got it up and going eventually....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594142702326588066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26kwTU0RZ2g/TaJjJhMFIqI/AAAAAAAABP4/QoQyMGmuapA/s320/more%2Bwall%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went with 6 foot, total privacy, well, almost, we may cut a window for the neighbor...ha ha Jerry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594142707412468178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zaq8kJOBpxw/TaJjJ0IpgdI/AAAAAAAABQA/B0eUeEeVvL4/s320/more%2Bwall%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can you tell I'm LOVING it?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594142715122797906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvaa09gHQtY/TaJjKQ27zVI/AAAAAAAABQI/Tyj04VIVEZk/s320/more%2Bwall%2B018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;..and Grandpa came to check it out that evening...I was hanging with my foot resting on the tools, along with dad, so monkey-see, monkey-do had to do the same!! I LOVE it!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594142722201877986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-utCu2bG9Slg/TaJjKrOt_eI/AAAAAAAABQQ/p4tpzbIbejg/s320/more%2Bwall%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Check check check it out, our almost 2 year old can drive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594142726123474050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPEp1G3RJrs/TaJjK51szII/AAAAAAAABQY/_p5diodgcqY/s320/more%2Bwall%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3043314053037194467?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3043314053037194467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-feels-like-there-is-enough-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3043314053037194467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3043314053037194467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-feels-like-there-is-enough-time.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdrD8qbADEk/TaJniAMMJjI/AAAAAAAABQg/g-3xiLSpZG4/s72-c/horse%2Briding%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-434958732988303822</id><published>2011-03-14T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:26:46.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giddy-up Cowboy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I do believe this will be my &lt;em&gt;'bragging about Braxton'&lt;/em&gt; update:) (as if every update I post is about anything else?!)  Braxton has become fascinated with this light-thingy that attaches to his hats!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584127791026903794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfE1DacJmQI/TX7Oo9SLmvI/AAAAAAAABLQ/o8HU4xh0v-M/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584127792049992002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6to6MRDvJb0/TX7OpBGGsUI/AAAAAAAABLY/PIxHOxKHI0w/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It was Dr.Seuss week at school, and this is his hat he made.  He was SO proud of it.  He has been making ALL sorts of fun things at Little Saints Daycare!  He us Valentine's, Shamrocks, Face-plates, and is always bringing colored pictures home for us!  WE LOVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584127807835173666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_eur1RXF1M/TX7Op75lcyI/AAAAAAAABLo/nu0D4N2otdM/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wishing it were because of better reasoning...but our friends had a funeral, so Braxton ended up having a SUPER-FUN playdate with Olivia &amp;amp; Logan!  He wants "Livvy" to come back he tells me!  Logan was born 2 months after Brax..but has 3-4 inches on him, and about 8lbs as well...we have discovered Brax is a  little peanut...(sorry Uncle Lyle, I will remain to call him that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584127814332640946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHauuImPsfE/TX7OqUGs7rI/AAAAAAAABLw/ZXm4EbojLYw/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Aunt "Kelldy" came for a visit, and Braxton didn't want her to leave...he still asks 'where Kelldy go?!?!?!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ea6Eqw3N4hA/TX7PnAsgXdI/AAAAAAAABL4/kxG0PQdrCEU/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128857094512082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ea6Eqw3N4hA/TX7PnAsgXdI/AAAAAAAABL4/kxG0PQdrCEU/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You are never too little to lick the spoon while mom bakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgXkXDB82-Q/TX7PnahxmHI/AAAAAAAABMA/JSQKoe3W-80/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128864028825714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgXkXDB82-Q/TX7PnahxmHI/AAAAAAAABMA/JSQKoe3W-80/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuj5Fd0LaxM/TX7Rx6G_ppI/AAAAAAAABNI/XIJ8Zg-GBE8/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131243328382610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuj5Fd0LaxM/TX7Rx6G_ppI/AAAAAAAABNI/XIJ8Zg-GBE8/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOOK OUT GAMPA!  Braxton, Myself, Dad, &amp;amp; Jody went to Colorado this past weekend to celebrate Londyn's (my niece) first birthday!  We got to go to a parade, where Braxton felt the need to push 'gampa' over...over, and over....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWKhaZ8JfVc/TX7Qs3ke8cI/AAAAAAAABNA/Ms3q44KEXWs/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584130057235788226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWKhaZ8JfVc/TX7Qs3ke8cI/AAAAAAAABNA/Ms3q44KEXWs/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He was so silly with his stroller...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-96hTLPcOAfE/TX7QsAs8VgI/AAAAAAAABM4/PWD_m-lOF68/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584130042507318786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-96hTLPcOAfE/TX7QsAs8VgI/AAAAAAAABM4/PWD_m-lOF68/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Him and Conner tended to fight over this car a tad bit, but Braxton being littler, and Conner is such a good sharing cousin, he let Brax have his way...pretty much let Braxton have his way the entire weekend:( Sorry Con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKQgKHQq1yI/TX7QrrOFwXI/AAAAAAAABMw/Df0H6Fy_T9o/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584130036740768114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKQgKHQq1yI/TX7QrrOFwXI/AAAAAAAABMw/Df0H6Fy_T9o/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131257034565282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_ZhqTYPRdo/TX7RytKzZqI/AAAAAAAABNY/TymQOILhe7I/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the parade with Gamma &amp;amp; Gampa                                            &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sweet Lil Londyn is on the move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131250623784530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGz-MhVbgNE/TX7RyVSWplI/AAAAAAAABNQ/zmepXyZGsqI/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;..this little chunk-a-monk can E*A*T!!!  She is ADORABLE!!!  Braxton LOVED on her so much!  He even got to feed her a few bottles, but was quick to tell her I was 'his mommy'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4V1tIyb8GVc/TX7QrS_5hRI/AAAAAAAABMo/e09DZuV3uSU/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584130030238795026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4V1tIyb8GVc/TX7QrS_5hRI/AAAAAAAABMo/e09DZuV3uSU/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Conner got Grandma to 'shave' the frosting off his face...he was such a good big brother this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2B8nenhoiY/TX7Qq0qL2NI/AAAAAAAABMg/9asl7dAvnuY/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584130022094657746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2B8nenhoiY/TX7Qq0qL2NI/AAAAAAAABMg/9asl7dAvnuY/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;mmm...CAKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F0XeHUCdEj8/TX7PpG3pFkI/AAAAAAAABMY/-hC4v0DfXW4/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128893111572034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F0XeHUCdEj8/TX7PpG3pFkI/AAAAAAAABMY/-hC4v0DfXW4/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;This is my FAVORITE pic!  He looks like a pro...look at the stance...haha---for those of you who know us, Braxton better not get his 'sporting skills' from us, or he is in trouble:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Justin*Jen*Conner*Londyn-MISS YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chair Londyn is in, Jody painted it to match her room and Londyn LOVED it...wouldn't leave that chair alone the rest of the weekend! G-reat gift guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3fHmZiTIBM/TX7PoYeiPUI/AAAAAAAABMQ/4K-blZBYwjc/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128880658234690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3fHmZiTIBM/TX7PoYeiPUI/AAAAAAAABMQ/4K-blZBYwjc/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6who_iWK6Og/TX7PnwwHnfI/AAAAAAAABMI/v3Ua8E51o94/s1600/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128869994569202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6who_iWK6Og/TX7PnwwHnfI/AAAAAAAABMI/v3Ua8E51o94/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton always manages to get presents too...Thanks for the bubble maker Aunt Jen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Story time started out with Jen and Brax and led to FUN for all!!!  Thanks for the popcorn Uncle Justin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131263776414418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kpndmp5BdY/TX7RzGSL2tI/AAAAAAAABNg/j5N-2ssgzXk/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Justin's mom was also there, inwhich by Sunday, he was calling her "his gamma"!  and loving all over her.  She gave Conner this gigantic velcro sandwhich making kit...Braxton and Jen had a blast with it...he was so excited while they were playing, he even started calling her 'mommy jen'...I was jealous..he was 'ALL ABOUT HER!"  poor Amanda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131268542120178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnTY-QLF80Y/TX7RzYCawPI/AAAAAAAABNo/CTxgc6hT2Fg/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;thanks Jen for teaching him to say &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;'purple jelly'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131751061457154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTmaadVSjP0/TX7SPdj_iQI/AAAAAAAABNw/hduNIN8pGlI/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ah, Thank you Grandma Sheri for the fun activities for the ride to and from.  I have to admit, this was the absolute worst he has ever traveled...but it still wasn't as bad as it could have been I guess.  Dad &amp;amp; Jody nicely told me they thought he did fine...it was a long 9 hours, and the poor thing just wanted 'out'...understandable!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All -in- all, we had a great trip.  The weather was good.  And we made it to and from safe and sound.  It has been YEARS since I went on a vacation with my dad..and I enjoyed it very much!  Thanks Dad &amp;amp; Jody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584131753061163634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S6KFITwyGE/TX7SPlAwonI/AAAAAAAABN4/-S4P_mpspoQ/s320/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We have become in love with 'micky' and 'minnie' and 'goofy' and 'luto' at our house...he even gets up in the morning and asks for 'tv'...which probably isn't the best thing, but he is like me, he likes the noise on, but doesn't even watch much of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;His vocabulary has become so broad lately!  We went thru the alphabet book tonight and he pointed to most everything and followed with telling me what each picture was of!  I cannot believe our little man is going to be 2 in less than 2 months...If you ask him, he will tell you already that he is '2'...and sometimes he will even tell you he is 'blue'.  They learned  those two things at daycare and he is stuck on that!  They informed me today that maybe we should look to pull-ups or underwear soon.  He has remained 'dry' at daycare the past few weeks...YAY!!!  I hope we keep progressing forward with this!  As we were loading up our new freezer tonight, he informed me 4 times that he had to go 'poddy' or 'poopy', so, 4 trips in and out of the house/garage, with him going every time...led to me getting NOTHING done...I'm thinking diapers were easier!  HA!  Just joking!  We are so proud of him, and hope he keeps it up!  Thanks for following along on this long and BRAGGING update tonight!  I know all of your kids out there talk and can use a bathroom, but he is our one and only little man and we are going to dwell on it all and enjoy every minute of him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-434958732988303822?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/434958732988303822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/03/giddy-up-cowboy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/434958732988303822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/434958732988303822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/03/giddy-up-cowboy.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfE1DacJmQI/TX7Oo9SLmvI/AAAAAAAABLQ/o8HU4xh0v-M/s72-c/londyn%2B1%2Bcolorado%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2068163144248310462</id><published>2011-02-27T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T11:05:48.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We have at our house...a puppy, a cow, a kitty, and now a 'baby'!  These are some of the things Braxton's imagination has been coming up with!  There are many kids younger than Brax at daycare, so he likes to play 'baby'...He looks so funny, he's SO big:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578412170415091154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_Q12wJXPls/TWqAUDROrdI/AAAAAAAABKo/FG8PkhNF4sI/s320/28bday%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Braxton and Daddy made me a birthday cake!!!!Double-layer chocolate!!!MMM!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578412176408226594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5blW6qczrbs/TWqAUZmGqyI/AAAAAAAABKw/nRlDlNdY9KI/s320/28bday%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We will &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; be giving this child rides in something I swear!  We had to tote him around in this all afternoon:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0h3Eswpyetc/TWqAU5LRclI/AAAAAAAABK4/yoCq-Erv08U/s1600/28bday%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578412184885621330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0h3Eswpyetc/TWqAU5LRclI/AAAAAAAABK4/yoCq-Erv08U/s320/28bday%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brad*Braxton*Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578412194997664770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amgcpAvgNJk/TWqAVe2K_AI/AAAAAAAABLA/OXrDy8BLIR8/s320/28bday%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braxton got 2 sleepovers at Gma B's this weekend!!!  (Thanks Gma)We have never gone out 2 nights on the weekend since we had him...and although it was SO fun to hang with friends, I don't think I will go out that much again!   It's so hard to start the week off 'behind on sleep'.  Braxton had to take his big ol blanket to Gma's for the slumber party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578412197103643410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2XJwoIrSCQ/TWqAVmsRqxI/AAAAAAAABLI/p0fVUjRUtxE/s320/28bday%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great February, and happy March is around the corner:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2068163144248310462?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2068163144248310462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-have-at-our-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2068163144248310462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2068163144248310462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-have-at-our-house.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_Q12wJXPls/TWqAUDROrdI/AAAAAAAABKo/FG8PkhNF4sI/s72-c/28bday%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6389446902419142524</id><published>2011-02-24T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:48:44.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;CHEESE-BERGER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton's new thing while I attempt to take a picture is to say, "cheeseburger":)  Funny little boy!  As much as I HATE to admit this, he has been showing a few signs of the....yep, I'm gonna say it,...the &lt;em&gt;"terrible 2's"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;   The tattle-tailing on daddy and grandpa has been pretty funny, though:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I made the dumb mistake of telling someone that Braxton hasn't been to the dr since 15 months, and is almost 2!!!...Boy was that a jinx or what!  RSV the very next day:(  There were some cases of it at his daycare, so to be expected.  He seems to be getting over his hacking each and everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I try to take Thursdays off for 'housework' and catch up on 'things', but lately I have been working M-T-W-Thursdays-F and Saturdays, so you can IMAGINE what our house looks like...just picture a mini tornado passing thru:(  So, it was WONDERFUL to have 1/2 the day off today!!!  Braxton and I have accomplished SO much!  We even finished taxes (tooting my own horn here!)  Braxton has been a BLAST today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577339788964370354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFHzxainZtA/TWaw_PDfl7I/AAAAAAAABJo/_h15MzJnWEw/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;............if only I could find him..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzUtmFTlZjw/TWayDA4e5nI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GJuxTch_ebU/s1600/silly%2Bbrax%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577340953391195762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzUtmFTlZjw/TWayDA4e5nI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GJuxTch_ebU/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Braxton had so much fun when Gma &amp;amp; Gpa P stopped by:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-me76KeW4rdE/TWaxAdGNn4I/AAAAAAAABKI/gzYeCYumHyc/s1600/silly%2Bbrax%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577339809913741186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-me76KeW4rdE/TWaxAdGNn4I/AAAAAAAABKI/gzYeCYumHyc/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;..my little grocer shopper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r78HUVyZYEs/TWaw_9-b8fI/AAAAAAAABKA/KCRhmZa8Dvs/s1600/silly%2Bbrax%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577339801559626226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r78HUVyZYEs/TWaw_9-b8fI/AAAAAAAABKA/KCRhmZa8Dvs/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...and he is SOOOOOOOOO GOING to HATE me someday for this!!  He really wasn't posing, but it sure looks that way!!!  Sportn' the new cars undies:)  (sorry Brad, had to post it!)  I now call him Tom!!!haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cz46dIJmbPI/TWaw_oyCZdI/AAAAAAAABJ4/ypIBu11N4II/s1600/silly%2Bbrax%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577339795870475730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cz46dIJmbPI/TWaw_oyCZdI/AAAAAAAABJ4/ypIBu11N4II/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Cool shades from Vday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6-HwMr73kk/TWaw_WmTwbI/AAAAAAAABJw/u0XqAnXfCns/s1600/silly%2Bbrax%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577339790989443506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6-HwMr73kk/TWaw_WmTwbI/AAAAAAAABJw/u0XqAnXfCns/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;our own little Shrek...he watches daddy clean his ears after showering...so, monkey see, monkey do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577340963777430066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnrjdV1fyJI/TWayDnkwQjI/AAAAAAAABKY/jMSXViUaa6Q/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;..my very own mechanic!!!  I heard this 'noise' and this is what I find...He's got a screwdriver in one hand and a hammer in the other, with the cycle tipped on it's side...he said it was 'broken'.  I assume it's a harley:0)hahaha...just teasing Gpa Bob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577340970274532402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QqNNQzJd4A8/TWayD_xyLDI/AAAAAAAABKg/wRmgviyf53w/s320/silly%2Bbrax%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;..and this is the 'cheeseberger' shot:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Have  A GREAT weekend Everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6389446902419142524?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6389446902419142524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheese-berger-braxtons-new-thing-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6389446902419142524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6389446902419142524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheese-berger-braxtons-new-thing-while.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFHzxainZtA/TWaw_PDfl7I/AAAAAAAABJo/_h15MzJnWEw/s72-c/silly%2Bbrax%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-5136371063350116835</id><published>2011-02-13T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T08:23:14.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;67* DEGREES TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Can you believe it?!?! What a beautiful Sunday! I didn't accomplish much today that I wanted...we did though start are day off with church, followed by a quick errand/neccessity trip to Norfolk while the boys slept (JEALOUS!) and then cleaned, and off to play practice! Yep, I said it, I am in the town play at the end of March! I can't believe how much fun I am actually having with it! I will keep you all posted with dates and times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Brad and I actually had an 'abnormal' week last week. We went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VEGAS&lt;/span&gt; for 5 days!!! AHHH...WHAT FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We missed Braxton like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;, but it was nice for "us" to have some time together as well! We went out with another couple, which they were a BLAST! I guess that's about all I can say...you know how it goes...&lt;em&gt;what happens if Vegas, stays in Vegas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks Again to ALL the Gmas &amp;amp; Gpas for taking such GREAT care of our lil man!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573301012155207730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zV-qbeUG0U/TVhXve_WEDI/AAAAAAAABIY/Ns46wtWJPzc/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Before we left, Braxton 'insisted' on helping me clean...why can't his father????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XWNQlTw6Cok/TVhXwVjClZI/AAAAAAAABI4/fuOja8Djg5s/s1600/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573301026800440722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XWNQlTw6Cok/TVhXwVjClZI/AAAAAAAABI4/fuOja8Djg5s/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In attempt to weigh our luggage, Braxton wanted to weigh in...weighing in at 22lbs...YAY!!! (while eating string cheese:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573303244364992002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxu0scWJlak/TVhZxanoTgI/AAAAAAAABJA/eONHFNMl-kQ/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CHEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rn0DKTy3VIk/TVhXwErBupI/AAAAAAAABIw/DTQb_gzcTXw/s1600/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573301022270536338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rn0DKTy3VIk/TVhXwErBupI/AAAAAAAABIw/DTQb_gzcTXw/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The boys 'coloring' so nicely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7HXyycmePE/TVhXvrDLXjI/AAAAAAAABIo/qILm5p6ZMvk/s1600/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573301015392509490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7HXyycmePE/TVhXvrDLXjI/AAAAAAAABIo/qILm5p6ZMvk/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cheese*burger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4VxYx7Q-JIM/TVhXvpeBEJI/AAAAAAAABIg/-piBljZrzao/s1600/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573301014968209554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4VxYx7Q-JIM/TVhXvpeBEJI/AAAAAAAABIg/-piBljZrzao/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;...this sad little picture is what happens when Braxton repeatedly stands up on the furniture... he stood so nicely next to the snowman, without touching him...WHY? is my snowman out yet??I do not know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573303246356411810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSzfv2C6FQQ/TVhZxiCa9aI/AAAAAAAABJI/5d2zT3V2EqA/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Standing infront of the water light show! How PRETTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573303252037407090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BulOKa0qNKE/TVhZx3M4EXI/AAAAAAAABJQ/eNHlY6SlaWA/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ya just can't go anywhere without running into someone you know! Brad and I posing...with Larry Wiese to join...HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573303261410536242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyaeMcmF8Ls/TVhZyaHmqzI/AAAAAAAABJY/pZOdMfAbsVU/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Girls just wanna have fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573303267051863842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n06e-DhHOww/TVhZyvImfyI/AAAAAAAABJg/VDuCSucH0OQ/s320/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We ran into MORE people we knew in Vegas...I'm the 'cow', Brad the 'fireman', Lyle the 'pimp', Barbie the 'pirate'?, Wiese the 'cock', Alan the 'joker' and Brad the 'clown', I would say all the parts fit everyone QUITE well....HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-5136371063350116835?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/5136371063350116835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/67-degrees-today-can-you-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5136371063350116835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5136371063350116835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/67-degrees-today-can-you-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zV-qbeUG0U/TVhXve_WEDI/AAAAAAAABIY/Ns46wtWJPzc/s72-c/vegas%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7085741515399768205</id><published>2011-02-03T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T20:42:40.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy GroundHog Day!!!!!!  That little varmit must've gotten my message...I hear he didn't see his shadow??!  YAY!!!  Braxton came home from "Little Saints Daycare" and had some pretty cool things he made there!  He made his own version of the groundhog popping out of the hole...Too Cute!!!  He also made a dinosaur with 'spikes' on his back!  What Fun Stuff they do there!!!  He also that night was still feeling pretty 'crafty' so we started working on decorating our valentine's!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUtmpeKGlbI/AAAAAAAABIQ/GmEqLMoQDws/s1600/groundhogday%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569658226829858226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUtmpeKGlbI/AAAAAAAABIQ/GmEqLMoQDws/s320/groundhogday%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUtmpKQzorI/AAAAAAAABII/b7JJxhWcBac/s1600/groundhogday%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569658221489267378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUtmpKQzorI/AAAAAAAABII/b7JJxhWcBac/s320/groundhogday%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-7085741515399768205?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7085741515399768205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-groundhog-day-that-little-varmit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7085741515399768205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7085741515399768205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-groundhog-day-that-little-varmit.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUtmpeKGlbI/AAAAAAAABIQ/GmEqLMoQDws/s72-c/groundhogday%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4257559606986096137</id><published>2011-02-01T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:43:39.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Busy with what you ask?!??!  We have been having some good ol fun at the Busselman's!!!  Braxton is still learning to use the poddy, although we as parents are learning it is a CHORE for us to take him ALL the time!  It's going okay...hoping he catches on a little more soon:)  He has been talking SO much lately...wonder where he gets that 'rambling on and on' from***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Braxton has been L*o*v*i*n*g to wear daddy's glasses lately...even attempts to read a magazine with them on...pretty funny considering he can't READ or SEE thru the things  (I'm talking about Braxton, not Brad :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568831727077040034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh282paH6I/AAAAAAAABGo/Np0R_7eoM6U/s320/baking%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Uncle Lyle" paid us a suprise visit last week, and managed to play the 'uncle' role and teach my son to play the 'drums' with colors...on the chair..floor...counter...etc!  And taught him to 'throw' books up in the air.....Thanks Lyle!  The next night Lyle walked towards the door while we were eating supper and Brad asked him who was at the door...he plainly said, "Lyle"...HOW CUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568831729641667634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29AM3PDI/AAAAAAAABGw/CMCxFKfTUWk/s320/baking%2B011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;***WINNER WINNER WINNER***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Braxton didn't let the single digit temps, or the frozen snot on his nose slow him down this past Saturday...he got out on the Lindsay Puddle for the Knights of Columbus Ice Fishing Tourney and WON!!!  Won the cutest little set of lures...too bad he won't get them for awhile...(he may of had a tad of help from Daddy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4ep_tFBI/AAAAAAAABHg/SYAH02aJQ-s/s1600/baking%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833407308076050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4ep_tFBI/AAAAAAAABHg/SYAH02aJQ-s/s320/baking%2B035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The boys decided one night to have a 'slumber party' on the living room floor...Braxton gave daddy a kiss goodnight...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4ee6qQ5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/TSbiYLjUcY8/s1600/baking%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833404334130066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4ee6qQ5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/TSbiYLjUcY8/s320/baking%2B027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and go figure...guess who was asleep first?!?!?!?!?!??!!??  They both actually slept in those spots till 7am the next morning...and, well, I, I got a bed ALL TO MYSELF!!!  I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;  slumber parties!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833401697327794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4eVF_2rI/AAAAAAAABHY/1keRLKxlI8k/s320/baking%2B029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cowboy up!!!  Braxton got "2" cowboy hats from Gma &amp;amp; Gpa B for Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pardon the green candy stuck to his face)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568831734533052002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29SbD1mI/AAAAAAAABG4/sNc7j4KfZqQ/s320/baking%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...and what cowboy doesn't have it in black??!?!?...and Yea, he had to go get my boots...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29yvhYSI/AAAAAAAABHI/_uRpnLF9GAw/s1600/baking%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568831743208808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29yvhYSI/AAAAAAAABHI/_uRpnLF9GAw/s320/baking%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just LOVE this pic:)  he's looking thru his john deere catalog:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29cap2qI/AAAAAAAABHA/SpOd82Bn92E/s1600/baking%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568831737215703714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh29cap2qI/AAAAAAAABHA/SpOd82Bn92E/s320/baking%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...And what else do you do on a 'Snow Day'???  You BAKE with MOM!!!  This is what happens when little boys don't listen when you tell them to turn it on speed 1, not 8!!!  Boy did he giggle!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833407441219442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4eqfcr3I/AAAAAAAABHo/L594EqbVuzs/s320/baking%2B039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P.S.  Cinnamon rolls @ our house....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833410328357810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh4e1Py67I/AAAAAAAABHw/ANO2h9i08dA/s320/baking%2B041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What are we going to do when he doesn't fit in the clothes basket anymore?? This thing has brought so much joy to him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833817275848962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh42hPo2QI/AAAAAAAABH4/OG04k-SWbrA/s320/baking%2B043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Not only did we spend the day at home, Braxton got to have his 2nd Cousin, Abbree over for a little play date!  Of course, monkey-see, monkey-do, he had to eat at the island like Abbree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568833817660355890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh42irT9TI/AAAAAAAABIA/XYOV8enoNrg/s320/baking%2B044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;..they got to play farm and every other toy by the looks of it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hope everyone is safe in this lovely blizzard we are having...Have a GREAT month of February...and shoot that little fuzzy groundhog if he makes winter last any longer...We want to go play OUTSIDE and not freeze in the process:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4257559606986096137?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4257559606986096137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4257559606986096137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4257559606986096137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TUh282paH6I/AAAAAAAABGo/Np0R_7eoM6U/s72-c/baking%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1445254896970106185</id><published>2011-01-24T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:13:59.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOM??? MOM WHO???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm starting to learn that I don't exist much in our house anymore...I'm the 'picture taker', therefore I am not in any photos... I'm the 'disciplinary' parent...therefore I'm not exactly the 'fun' one...but the biggest thing I've learned is that I CANNOT make the 'cool' tractors noises that Daddy can make...therefore Daddy is the FUN one to PLAY with!!! Ah...poor Amanda:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, now that I'm over that----WHAT FUN we have been having at our house!!! Braxton is wanting to sit on the poddy at home, and at daycares, so that is an interesting and learning experience for us all. I'm learning that he does much better at daycare! He WANTS to go there ALL the time...and ACTUALLY goes! At home, it's more a game! Typical I hear:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braxton has also been learning to put sentences together. They don't always make sense, but he is quick to grab you by the hand and show you what he is wanting...which helps tremendoulsy at times. Although this morning, it was loud and clear when he came into the bedroom, pulled the pillow from under my head and said, "Mommy up, my piddo"....or "mommy i-team", which I learned means 'ice cream'!---Brad's favorite is 'i go daddy, i go daddy'! And he runs and puts his coat, hat, and boots on...them I'm the bad one who has to tell him no no, you gotta stay with mommy---that goes over REALLLL well:( Lately he seems to think if he puts a "PLEASE MOMMY" in front of things that he will automatically get what he is wanting...(and usually it works)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our little man will be 21 months this week! We were watching him thru the monitor the other night (which we plan to do til he moves out!!!) and we were discussing how AMAZING he is!!! Braxton has made our lives so wonderful! He brings so much joy and love to our house! I need to sometimes tell myself that we need to be thankful for what we HAVE, not to dwell on what we think we WANT in life...and we HAVE everything in life we NEED!  WE LOVE OUR LITTLE MAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pBTcjfEI/AAAAAAAABF8/DW-x_PAexDA/s1600/silly%2Bpics%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565931291853159490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pBTcjfEI/AAAAAAAABF8/DW-x_PAexDA/s320/silly%2Bpics%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Being S*I*L*L*Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pBE_vOxI/AAAAAAAABF0/CPquHGqfEEE/s1600/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565931287974198034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pBE_vOxI/AAAAAAAABF0/CPquHGqfEEE/s320/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You've all heard of Noah's Arc...Braxton is making his own...with pigs, horses, ducks and moos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pA34T9BI/AAAAAAAABFs/uXLfca64GYU/s1600/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565931284453389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pA34T9BI/AAAAAAAABFs/uXLfca64GYU/s320/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...and here is Braxton's new 'horse' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4o_6w-RnI/AAAAAAAABFk/EkYk5fKput8/s1600/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565931268048045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4o_6w-RnI/AAAAAAAABFk/EkYk5fKput8/s320/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chillin' with daddy eating PEZ---(Uncle Chad's Fav)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4o_3PFqfI/AAAAAAAABFc/wl9iRFyYo90/s1600/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565931267100617202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4o_3PFqfI/AAAAAAAABFc/wl9iRFyYo90/s320/playing%2Bwith%2Bdaddy%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We will never outgrow the laundry basket rides....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;---Happy Last week of January---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1445254896970106185?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1445254896970106185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/mom-mom-who-im-starting-to-learn-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1445254896970106185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1445254896970106185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/mom-mom-who-im-starting-to-learn-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TT4pBTcjfEI/AAAAAAAABF8/DW-x_PAexDA/s72-c/silly%2Bpics%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-8784903793489607110</id><published>2011-01-16T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:31:03.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out numbered already!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am learning as time goes on, I am getting outnumbered more and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I had to do hair for the Hearts dance on Saturday, so Braxton got to hang out with daddy, and Grandpa B. ice fishing!!! (I had to quickly get over it as I am at work looking out my window seeing my 20 month old being pulled in a sled across a frozen pond----)  I'm not sure who enjoyed it more...by the looks of the picture I would have to say that was one PROUD Grandpa!  Braxton was more excited that he got smarties and a juice box!  It amazed me how warm it actually is in them little heated huts!  They did catch 'some' fish...not that I could tell you what they were...so I think it was a great day for them:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TTMqIaPtP0I/AAAAAAAABFU/WIbLggwb2UU/s1600/ice%2Bfishing%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562836288705216322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TTMqIaPtP0I/AAAAAAAABFU/WIbLggwb2UU/s320/ice%2Bfishing%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-----Hope everyone has a great week!!!------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-8784903793489607110?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/8784903793489607110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/out-numbered-already-i-am-learning-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8784903793489607110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/8784903793489607110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/out-numbered-already-i-am-learning-as.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TTMqIaPtP0I/AAAAAAAABFU/WIbLggwb2UU/s72-c/ice%2Bfishing%2B013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-5824531673318945208</id><published>2011-01-09T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:02:50.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it snow...let is snow...let it snow...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying the snow we are getting...Braxton and I went out and scooped early this morning so it was clear for church go'ers...sad to say I biffed it a few times and am a little soar...but it made Braxton chuckle as I went down:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braxton and I have enjoyed the weekend together as Brad was gone on a snowmobile trip...I CAN'T wait til my 'turn' to go on a trip comes up!!!---I think it is REAL soon:)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braxton got to spend some time with Gma &amp;amp; Gpa Preister on Saturday while I went wedding dress shopping with a friend.  Glad to say she found a dress and it is BEAUTIFUL!!!  It was pretty cute when I went to get him, he was chillin' on the floor snuggled in blankets watching t.v.!  If you know my child, that is unheard of!!!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To my knowledge, Brad is headed home with all of his limbs and none of them broken...Can't wait to hear stories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560273150076364482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-GxxpsI/AAAAAAAABEs/GcMZILEgPbE/s320/january%2B2011%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Braxton helping Brad stir 'something'...he is SO into "HELPING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-Wx-BhI/AAAAAAAABE8/rS1DXUa1s-k/s1600/january%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560273154372142610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-Wx-BhI/AAAAAAAABE8/rS1DXUa1s-k/s320/january%2B2011%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posing in another new hat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-EgJcII/AAAAAAAABE0/sDNHWkKh3WA/s1600/january%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560273149465555074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-EgJcII/AAAAAAAABE0/sDNHWkKh3WA/s320/january%2B2011%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The 'boys' before Brad took off...Braxton is just as attached to 'hats' as his father!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560273155146891026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-ZqrvxI/AAAAAAAABFE/b_daQEIC9w4/s320/january%2B2011%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So..someday Braxton will not enjoy this photo...let the fun times of potty-training begin:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560273156986108178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-ghL-RI/AAAAAAAABFM/ghjoadL60H4/s320/january%2B2011%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So I am trying to 'entertain' Braxton the best I can to keep him on the poddy...@ 5:30 this morning, making 'hats' out of his blanky was all I could come up with..but it worked!!!  Desperate times for mom here...Feel free to pass any potty-training tips my way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;******************Have a  Great week!********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-5824531673318945208?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/5824531673318945208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5824531673318945208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5824531673318945208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-it-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSoO-GxxpsI/AAAAAAAABEs/GcMZILEgPbE/s72-c/january%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6852461150597949160</id><published>2011-01-02T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:49:15.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003333;"&gt;HAPPY 2011!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Happy New Year!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;We brought in the New Year up town at the Lindsay bar.  It was a great time being out with friends!  Thanks to Gma &amp;amp; Gpa B for keeping Braxton over night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;We had a very fun weekend being home with Braxton!!!  Saturday we played so many toys, and went to church, (I'm thankful the cryroom was packed--Braxton was entertained by all the adorable kiddos his age!) and after church Gma &amp;amp; Gpa B stopped by with Kenna &amp;amp; Carson...the kids had fun playing and showing off to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Today, (Sunday) Brad took off early this morning to take our dogs hunting (it's ALL about the dogs:)   So, Braxton helped me take down all our Christmas decor---I know, I know, it's too soon, but if you've never been to our house, then you don't understand how limited we are on space!  He did a great job putting ornaments away and carrying things to the storage room with me!  He is SUCH a helper.  It amazes me each day how much older he is acting!  I love it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Then, tomorrow, back to the normal swing of things...Hope everyone has a great start to the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557700295283418594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq-PxzpeI/AAAAAAAABDs/08AjwFJPwxY/s320/jan%2B2011%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Braxton enjoys going up and down the steps alone! (still makes me nervous!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557700297398638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq-XqHWGI/AAAAAAAABD0/ERpS1ipK9f4/s320/jan%2B2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I really don't know what we are doing here...but it must've been funny to us both:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557700300984516306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq-lBDftI/AAAAAAAABD8/954FsvAbyTo/s320/jan%2B2011%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Braxton were 'fixing' my light fixture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq_d2IfaI/AAAAAAAABEM/zBs2TOsTqpg/s1600/jan%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557700316239527330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq_d2IfaI/AAAAAAAABEM/zBs2TOsTqpg/s320/jan%2B2011%2B009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;His favorite thing right now is dragging random things into our bedroom and playing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557700307260556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq-8ZYRJI/AAAAAAAABEE/2xBlK0u3yPs/s320/jan%2B2011%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We've been spending a lot of time outside sledding!  I swear it takes 20 mins to get him dressed...so then we have to stay outside for so long to make it worth while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557701102965100034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDrtQoIDgI/AAAAAAAABEU/AvKRdTqCttA/s320/jan%2B2011%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Carson*Kenna*Braxton...checking out to see if Gpa is still at the table...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557701113744915458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDrt4yO_AI/AAAAAAAABEc/6Qgi3iRx_aU/s320/jan%2B2011%2B017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Carson is big into "wrestling", so he was teaching Braxton some moves...he didn't seem bothered by Carson body slamming him...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557701116336627906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDruCcJYMI/AAAAAAAABEk/SscmIEQfjFE/s320/jan%2B2011%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Say hello to our new 'puppy'.  He is big into 'pretending' he is a puppy.  Even carries a puppy puppet around (from daycare) and pants like a dog...oh let the games begin:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to those of you who set new year's resolutions...and best of luck sticking to them!  I am terrible, so I decided not to even attempt...I'm a quitter before starting:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6852461150597949160?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6852461150597949160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011-happy-new-year-we-brought-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6852461150597949160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6852461150597949160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011-happy-new-year-we-brought-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TSDq-PxzpeI/AAAAAAAABDs/08AjwFJPwxY/s72-c/jan%2B2011%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-5777117184864596247</id><published>2010-12-28T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:12:05.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We hope everyone had a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;great holiday weekend spent with loved ones!!!  We started the holiday weekend off to Uncle Lyle stopping by and giving Braxton a motorized MOTORCYCLE!!!  Brad and I sold both our bikes this year, and now Braxton gets one...something wrong with that?!?!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Next, we went onto Columbus to the Preister's where Braxton made a haul there...trucks, remote control cars, barnyard farm set, tools....  onward home so Santa could come to our house by morning light...Braxton was THRILLED to wake up...Boy oh boy, Braxton must've been SUPER GOOD this year...he got SO Many presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  a tool bench set, books, puzzles, slippers, John Deere Cowboy boots, skidloaders, semi and trailer...Ah, silly Santa brought WAY TO MUCH!!!  We went to Brad's parents' Christmas afternoon where I realized that we will A) need to build on  B) move, or C) stop having children :)    He got a train set, a horse on rockers, cowboy hat:), bath toys, oh my goodness!!!  We even had to go hop in Grandma Sheri's tub and play!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Next, leads us to Sunday, we went to Great Grandma Korths house...in which he got a zhu zhu pet a.k.a a rat!  It is the cutest little bugger. .. and Braxton LOVES it!  I know I'm forgetting half his toys, but you get the idea!  SO, needless to say NO MORE TOYS at the BUSSELMAN HOUSE for awhile...(YA RIGHT!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   We had a great weekend and hope all of you did too!  Hope everyone has a SAFE and FUN New Year's Eve!!!  I'm super smart and getting teeth pulled....so, we will see how that goes...  HAPPY 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555724960661843858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmao4FL5I/AAAAAAAABCc/q8icgxmPbAA/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy enjoyed this gift just as much as Lil Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrcVXm0mI/AAAAAAAABDc/m97fcheIDTc/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555730487343239778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrcVXm0mI/AAAAAAAABDc/m97fcheIDTc/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Checkin' out the chicken from Grandma Deb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrcG9EpNI/AAAAAAAABDU/MLNYr8pMaOs/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555730483473851602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrcG9EpNI/AAAAAAAABDU/MLNYr8pMaOs/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;No no these are not his JD boots...these are mommy's....hey, at least they matched his outfit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555724968367360274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmbFlOCRI/AAAAAAAABCs/B-ApcXX3hmw/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;His favorite gift right now is the skidloader...just like Grandpa Bob's and Uncle Chad's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrbn8hq9I/AAAAAAAABDE/ZlpH3qDPPjU/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555730475150060498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrbn8hq9I/AAAAAAAABDE/ZlpH3qDPPjU/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Silly Harper and Braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555730476667322082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrbtmRPuI/AAAAAAAABDM/wiJdUXxo1vA/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Looking for a horsey ride....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555724967092141346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmbA1LvSI/AAAAAAAABC0/_oLoKl6Gym0/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I think it is so cute how boys are 'boys'...he loaded his capn' crunch into the skidloader bucket and was eating it out of there instead of the bowl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmbtaqPlI/AAAAAAAABC8/xJ6uP1veB8o/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555724979060489810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmbtaqPlI/AAAAAAAABC8/xJ6uP1veB8o/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Busselman Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnma-1uTqI/AAAAAAAABCk/6jVmQtDI7v4/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555724966557535906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnma-1uTqI/AAAAAAAABCk/6jVmQtDI7v4/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Grandmas Jody and Braxton being silly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555730494062645442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnrcuZo0MI/AAAAAAAABDk/rgkXHMsS1fs/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Grandpa showing him how his new remote control firetruck goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-5777117184864596247?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/5777117184864596247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-we-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5777117184864596247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/5777117184864596247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-we-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TRnmao4FL5I/AAAAAAAABCc/q8icgxmPbAA/s72-c/christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2885314132719279744</id><published>2010-12-19T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:58:56.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;All it takes it a dusting of snow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Brad no more than walked in the door today (sunday) from being outside all day hunting, and wanted to g back out to take Braxton sledding!  As you can see...not much snow, but it made them BOTH super happy!  (and mommy too...I was left in the house to bake!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552558604425206562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moctNmyI/AAAAAAAABBw/SC-zw5Xlq6o/s320/sledding%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think if you click on this picture, it will enlarge it and you can see the monsterous smile on their faces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moqU001I/AAAAAAAABCA/2fkkdLifXUA/s1600/sledding%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552558608081015634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moqU001I/AAAAAAAABCA/2fkkdLifXUA/s320/sledding%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moem7TkI/AAAAAAAABB4/9Oz8teHQvUk/s1600/sledding%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552558604935712322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moem7TkI/AAAAAAAABB4/9Oz8teHQvUk/s320/sledding%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we took a picture, he waved and told me "bye bye"...guess it was just him and daddy time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552558612587107058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6mo7HKUvI/AAAAAAAABCQ/QdicmFfrXIg/s320/sledding%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope everyone has a great week finishing up their Christmas shopping...let me know if anyone wants to take my list and shop for me...I swear the hours get fewer and fewer each day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2885314132719279744?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2885314132719279744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-it-takes-it-dusting-of-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2885314132719279744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2885314132719279744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-it-takes-it-dusting-of-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQ6moctNmyI/AAAAAAAABBw/SC-zw5Xlq6o/s72-c/sledding%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3616858838418630842</id><published>2010-12-16T19:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:39:53.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear Santa....all my mommy wants for Christmas is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQq-Uv_B8QI/AAAAAAAABBo/1Pspt2cpLE0/s1600/santa%2B2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551458754375053570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQq-Uv_B8QI/AAAAAAAABBo/1Pspt2cpLE0/s320/santa%2B2010%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we missed Santa in Humphrey, so to the mall is where we heard he was next going to be.  He enjoyed petting santa's hat, and telling him, 'ho ho ho', but said NO when I asked if he wanted to sit with him...So, I figured I may as well tell Santa what was on my list...in one ear and out the other I have a feeling:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQq9sB6NCII/AAAAAAAABBg/T38CmgGVTKg/s1600/santa%2B2010%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551458054812010626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQq9sB6NCII/AAAAAAAABBg/T38CmgGVTKg/s320/santa%2B2010%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Found the coolest sled the other day!  Who know sleds now come with a built up booster and buckle?!?!?  He had a blast being pulled all around the house...can't wait for snow to toss this toy outside!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3616858838418630842?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3616858838418630842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3616858838418630842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3616858838418630842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TQq-Uv_B8QI/AAAAAAAABBo/1Pspt2cpLE0/s72-c/santa%2B2010%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6476444770758185171</id><published>2010-12-04T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T12:45:49.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what happens when you stay at a basketball game too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went to the Lindsay vs St. Francis basketball games Friday night and Braxton had a BLAST!  He enjoyed a bag of popcorn,  and a sucker while watching the girls win...and made it thru the 3rd quarter of the boys' game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were 'planning' to go see SANTA today and he got all dressed, all the way down to the coat, and then got himself a blanky while I blow-dryed my hair (in 3 mins!) he  managed to fall asleep for 2 1/2 hours...missing Santa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, if anyone knows Santa's next route stop PLEASE let us know...he woke up saying "HO-HO-Ho"    I feel so bad we missed him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPqLTCbjnFI/AAAAAAAABBY/4q8EVC3v2jU/s1600/bath%2Btime%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546899050246413394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPqLTCbjnFI/AAAAAAAABBY/4q8EVC3v2jU/s320/bath%2Btime%2B022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6476444770758185171?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6476444770758185171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-what-happens-when-you-stay-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6476444770758185171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6476444770758185171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-what-happens-when-you-stay-at.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPqLTCbjnFI/AAAAAAAABBY/4q8EVC3v2jU/s72-c/bath%2Btime%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7194565932776671839</id><published>2010-11-28T18:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:57:31.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!!!  Brad, Braxton and I spent the holiday in Fountain, Colorado with my (Amanda's) Sister, hubby, and 2 kids!  It was a great drive both ways!  We have made the 9 hour trip a few times now, and each time we get nervous, but it's for nothing because Braxton travels so well! Whew!!!  My sister is a FABULOUS cook/baker, so we of course gained our holiday 'pounds'!  The kids played every toy possible...here are some pictures for you to enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544770311727293042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7OJejInI/AAAAAAAABAI/k8ZTX64Hgr0/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Conner (3) and Braxton (now 19 months!)...thanks for that reminder Jen:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9M76ZaTI/AAAAAAAABA4/6t1ok7Fn8L4/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544772489929386290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9M76ZaTI/AAAAAAAABA4/6t1ok7Fn8L4/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Since anyone reading this blog is old enough to know..."Santa" bought this black and decker work bench for Braxton, and I'm so excited because he had a BLAST with Conner's!  Good Job Santa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9L7wSgEI/AAAAAAAABAw/mVj83T87rMY/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544772472707121218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9L7wSgEI/AAAAAAAABAw/mVj83T87rMY/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nothing like a beating a horse while it's down...I &lt;em&gt;attempted &lt;/em&gt;to give the kids 'horsy' rides...what a chore...good thing our boys are skinny dudes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7PTs58ZI/AAAAAAAABAo/32T13eBkN5Y/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544770331651731858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7PTs58ZI/AAAAAAAABAo/32T13eBkN5Y/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Baby" Londyn is 8 months old and LOVED her Uncle Brad!  I am sad to say I was  a little (lot) jealous, but she chose Brad over me...She's too young to know better!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7Oo2lGII/AAAAAAAABAg/d4lwg2vdJrc/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544770320149584002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7Oo2lGII/AAAAAAAABAg/d4lwg2vdJrc/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You can see the boys had a blast!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7OTpllnI/AAAAAAAABAY/UXCOG-Sd4OU/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544770314457945714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7OTpllnI/AAAAAAAABAY/UXCOG-Sd4OU/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Reading books to the kids...man, I need to get an Ipad...or whatever it's called..Fun Stuff!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7Od4lL-I/AAAAAAAABAQ/_gQjFrWCIdg/s1600/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544770317205188578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7Od4lL-I/AAAAAAAABAQ/_gQjFrWCIdg/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baby Londyn riding 'auggie doggie'...So FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544772502265430306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9Np3igSI/AAAAAAAABBA/QNUN9WPQJmQ/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;He was lounged on our way home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544772510710113842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9OJU6JjI/AAAAAAAABBI/iLJ4Z1Dc9_8/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...AND THIS IS WHO WE CAME HOME TO!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; THANKS SANTA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have NO IDEA where this little kitty came from, but he/she (haven't gotten that info  yet) was waiting for us and is the nicest kitty ever!  It has been around all evening, even followed me to the shop tonight and back home!  Braxton LOVES kitties, so THANKS to whoever sent him our way, and I'm sorry to whoever is now missing their pet:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544772515734681346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL9OcC29wI/AAAAAAAABBQ/AFTG736vRuw/s320/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..OHhhh...and One more suprise we got when we got home...Aunt Kelly!!!  Braxton was pretty excited to share his tent with her!  Thanks for stopping:)  Grandma and Grandpa came too, but didn't make any pictures....oops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, as you can see, Braxton had a GREAT long weekend...will be curious how the week starts tomorrow...Happy Monday to all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-7194565932776671839?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7194565932776671839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/hope-everyone-had-great-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7194565932776671839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7194565932776671839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/hope-everyone-had-great-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TPL7OJejInI/AAAAAAAABAI/k8ZTX64Hgr0/s72-c/colorado%2Bthanksgiving%2B132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1266706467281519670</id><published>2010-11-23T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:31:17.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...and "it" strikes yet again!!! :(  Yep, the flu hit Braxton late Friday night, early Saturday morning, and then hit mommy and Grandma Jody Monday--we are HOPING it stops there!!!  Thankfully Brad was gone hunting again, and I can't believe it, but he did NOT get a deer!  He didnt' seem to bummed about it.  We will be traveling to Colorado (YAY!) for Thanksgiving, so getting it butchered and jerky made before then wasn't really an option.  SO, unless he saw a 'wallhanger' for my living room, he wasn't going to shoot just anything.  (Can't say I'm bummed either!)  Although, now it's fair game for me in December to bring the "wall hanger" home!!!  Ahh, the competition between a husband and wife:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving and enjoy your time spent with family and friends!  I will have TONS of pictures to share with you when we get home!  I can't wait to see how our 'non-sharing 1 1/2 year old' does with his 3 1/2 year old cousin and 8 month old cousin...hmm, should be interesting!  Happy shopping to all you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAZIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; out there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1266706467281519670?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1266706467281519670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1266706467281519670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1266706467281519670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-524875728874532042</id><published>2010-11-14T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T14:29:51.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...And deer season is off to a start.........so I became a 'hunting widow' for a few days!  Braxton and I got to hang out doing our usual!  Playing tractors, farm, blocks, reading books, nap and church.  I know, I know, we lead a crazy life!:)  I did get away with a friend Saturday to a craft show, to find out when we got home that Brax slept the ENTIRE time!!!  Brad hasn't made it home from the 'mighty hunt' just yet...we are hoping for a wall hanger...let me detail that...we are hoping for a 'wall hanger' to be hung at the shop office:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Who needs siblings when you have a GIGANTIC duck to pull around?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539486466129563506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1l2u8j3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/FwMaqNeWoBU/s320/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As every kid &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; to help, so does ours!  Ohhh...and  DO NOT be fooled, it looks as if Brad is doing dishes---HAHAHAHA--he is mixing up deer jerky!  Notice the mess and cupboards left open, yep, that's how they remained once he was done:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539486479127041410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1mnJyVYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MSj7TaWbSzY/s320/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;After that hard work of helping dad, they sat down to dunk some oreos:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1mf0neLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/qQdCct0MbRw/s1600/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539486477159200946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1mf0neLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/qQdCct0MbRw/s320/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is one of the pics off Brad's deer cam...we are hoping he comes home with this or BIGGER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539486486336523074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1nCAqS0I/AAAAAAAABAA/1kXL3emEQyc/s320/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-524875728874532042?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/524875728874532042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/524875728874532042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/524875728874532042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TOA1l2u8j3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/FwMaqNeWoBU/s72-c/brads%2Bhunting%2Bpics%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-2402309172657954598</id><published>2010-11-01T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:07:07.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Saying '18 months' makes Braxton sound so little, but '1 1/2' makes him sound like a BIG BOY!  His vocabulary is growing each day.  He loves to say 'baby' for some reason, and so I've been asking him if he is 'a baby', and of course, he's got the head shake and NO down!!!  No is also one of his new favorite words.  Makes Brad and I chuckle when he actually uses it in the correct term...like, 'should we go to bed?', or  'do you want to come inside?'....:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all got over the flu after a weeks time, from Braxton, to I, to Brad, to Grandma...and hopefully it ended there.  I guess a good friend told me that when your kid gets sick from daycare, that means they must be good at sharing! (haha) True in a twisted way, right?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534754678791506690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mDlRMiwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/gcjqbyJ_KQY/s320/18months!halloween+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton has upgraded to a booster seat.  I still can't bring myself to put the high chair away though:)  If you look closely, the drill has masaquered the cupcake...ahh...what a boy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534754684912297490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mD8EgZhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/9V0b18wphAo/s320/18months!halloween+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As I was making lunch one day, he brings me his 'little people' movie, so I put it in, turn around minutes later, and he has pulled himself a chair, and enjoying his mac n cheese!!!  And you can't forget, he NEEDS the cowboy boots on for EVERYTHING he does!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9t25sp3AI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/iLstAdeCTO8/s1600/18months!halloween+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534763257030106114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9t25sp3AI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/iLstAdeCTO8/s320/18months!halloween+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A  BEA-U-T-I-F-U-L little Bat girl, teaching my little cow how to share!  And Superman and Chad scoping out the 4wheeler...Harper probably wondering why it isn't motorized like his!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9t2lDp14I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/SaU7JIA4t9c/s1600/18months!halloween+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534763251489429378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9t2lDp14I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/SaU7JIA4t9c/s320/18months!halloween+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a tired little cow with Grandma and Grandpa P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEjK8OKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6nxaRpntxvQ/s1600/18months!halloween+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534754695408269474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEjK8OKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6nxaRpntxvQ/s320/18months!halloween+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not exactly the best family photo...Brad looks ..well, eh, drunk?  I've got a goofy crooked smile, and Braxton thinks we are pretty funny:)  P.S...he wasn't really drunk:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEeFWXDI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1Kbbs_pBugQ/s1600/18months!halloween+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534754694042639410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEeFWXDI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1Kbbs_pBugQ/s320/18months!halloween+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Great Grandma Korth with  a little cow, Pretty Cheerleader, and a dirty Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEGFtqkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/8xl9nex4Cfw/s1600/18months!halloween+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534754687601715778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mEGFtqkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/8xl9nex4Cfw/s320/18months!halloween+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The school hosted an aweome Trick or Trunk, but Braxton was a stray cow trying to find the playground!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534763262240585858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9t3NG7eII/AAAAAAAAA_g/uvh9PlmzHR0/s320/18months!halloween+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I think it's his messy hair that makes me LOVE this photo so much!&lt;br /&gt;He just looks so sweet and innocent:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-2402309172657954598?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/2402309172657954598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/saying-18-months-makes-braxton-sound-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2402309172657954598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/2402309172657954598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/11/saying-18-months-makes-braxton-sound-so.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TM9mDlRMiwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/gcjqbyJ_KQY/s72-c/18months!halloween+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-4577357641164062281</id><published>2010-10-25T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T20:28:00.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;GERMS=HECK AT THE BUSSELMAN'S!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Braxton got to check out Humphrey's new daycare last week!  He absolutely had a blast there...and proved that he shared quite well with the other kids!  He shared so well, that he came home with the flu that 9 others had.  Other than his pyloric stenosis when he was a baby, he really hasn't ever thrown up...so it was a diffucult night for us all.  He was so sad and confused, and mommy and daddy were heartbroken to see him so sick, but it was short-lived and he was awnry by the next day.  Now, we can't say the same for mommy, who got sick Saturday and is still (milking it) .  I don't know how these kids bounce back...I feel like a truck hit me!  I don't have any good pictures to share..the flu wasn't really something I figured you would all want to see!  But, on Wednesday we will have a 1 1/2 year old boy!!!!  SO I'm sure there will be some pictures to see!  Hope everyone is having a great day and enjoying our last nice days it looks like!  Stay healthy...stay away from the Busselman's..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-4577357641164062281?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/4577357641164062281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/germsheck-at-busselmans-braxton-got-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4577357641164062281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/4577357641164062281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/germsheck-at-busselmans-braxton-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-6683068131737093730</id><published>2010-10-18T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:12:41.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ANIMALS are our new friends!!!  Braxton has been so attached to taking stuffed animals to bed every night...hey, whatever will help him sleep better we are all for it!!!!!!!!  I believe we are up to 7 puppies, one horse, a giraffe, 6 teddy bears, one kitty, a lamb, and the BIG duck!  Don't worry everyone, I take them all out as he falls asleep!  He looks scared in this picture, but that is his 'PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY ANIMALS' away from me look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529580452753383010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EH_NPHmI/AAAAAAAAA84/NdieRZ8OVgc/s320/leveling+wall+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Braxton got to monkey around with Grandpa over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0GtkqJCcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uE8pqPEMPOM/s1600/leveling+wall+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529583297485146562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0GtkqJCcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uE8pqPEMPOM/s320/leveling+wall+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brad spent the entire weekend bringing in dirt and leveling it...it is coming together a little more each weekend...good thing because I believe our nice weekends are coming to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0Gtczi9FI/AAAAAAAAA9g/h3NR_ye45LU/s1600/leveling+wall+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529583295377110098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0Gtczi9FI/AAAAAAAAA9g/h3NR_ye45LU/s320/leveling+wall+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa takes lots of breaks from working on the yard...I am pretty sure he comes just to come inside and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529580449240862658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EHyHyT8I/AAAAAAAAA9A/Y40bDiF_3wI/s320/leveling+wall+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We spent our weekend 'monkey-ing' around inside...away from the work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIle3nbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CkZTbqaO7FI/s1600/leveling+wall+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529580463027887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIle3nbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CkZTbqaO7FI/s320/leveling+wall+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and this is what happens when friends let inexperienced friends drive skidloaders.:)&lt;br /&gt;(skid loader being unstuck with the tow truck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIZQfzsI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/sW7oqk7xqFw/s1600/leveling+wall+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529580459746381506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIZQfzsI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/sW7oqk7xqFw/s320/leveling+wall+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After bringing in many loads of dirt with the tractor, we got the dumptruck, which brought in over 25 loads of dirt...and we will STILL need more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WANTED: FREE dirt....Please call 920-3529 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIKr6IuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/R34L2eqWzOk/s1600/leveling+wall+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529580455834821346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EIKr6IuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/R34L2eqWzOk/s320/leveling+wall+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This gives you a good idea of what the yard is looking like.  We will need to add quite a bit more dirt after this settles, but for now, it's coming to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you cannot see is Braxton riding along with a very large smile:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529583301185471474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0GtycXg_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/PWoBq6K27_c/s320/leveling+wall+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-6683068131737093730?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/6683068131737093730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/animals-are-our-new-friends-braxton-has.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6683068131737093730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/6683068131737093730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/animals-are-our-new-friends-braxton-has.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TL0EH_NPHmI/AAAAAAAAA84/NdieRZ8OVgc/s72-c/leveling+wall+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7699395128421317052</id><published>2010-10-12T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:38:06.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Farm Life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Braxton and I got a little taste of farming on Monday!  I always tease Brad when he takes Braxton to go ride in a tractor, not being sure which one has more fun...but now I GET IT!!!  We had the opportunity on Monday to ride in a VERY large tractor and combine!!!  WOW!!!  What an experience for me!  Obviously growing up in town I never really new much about the farming process, and I'm sure I still don't, but I did learn a few things!  Braxton and I rode along and did a little "disk riping"???, and then got to ride in the "ombine" as Braxton calls it!  HOW FUN!!!  The few hours we were in there felt like minutes...I'm sure most farmers don't exactly feel that way!  THANK YOU to the whole Bender clan for the FUN night!!!  We can't wait to come back and 'play' again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;I didn't get a very good picture, but this is the tractor we rode in...it was too dark to get pictures of the 'ombine'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWRfxLu2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WsV7PG-jitQ/s1600/farming+and+wall+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527348607508527970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWRfxLu2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WsV7PG-jitQ/s320/farming+and+wall+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Braxton enjoyed a Sunday afternoon at the Pumpkin Patch by Norfolk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUYOTodZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ee3_RtuNkAY/s1600/pumpkin+patch+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527346524057007506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUYOTodZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ee3_RtuNkAY/s320/pumpkin+patch+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I was SO shocked that he wanted to ride on this horse....he ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUXzfPNpI/AAAAAAAAA7g/8fHPNHToM6g/s1600/pumpkin+patch+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527346516857927314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUXzfPNpI/AAAAAAAAA7g/8fHPNHToM6g/s320/pumpkin+patch+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;While daddy was deer/turkey hunting, Braxton seemed to have better luck seeing deer... He even got to feed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUXk3DwlI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/6UEkASh0Edc/s1600/pumpkin+patch+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527346512931308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUXk3DwlI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/6UEkASh0Edc/s320/pumpkin+patch+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What a cute little apple tree:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527346506650245346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUUXNdiWOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/mc6Hl0-s4ug/s320/pumpkin+patch+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I apologize for taking these pictures in the dark...this view is from the very top level of our yard looking North west...the house you see is Jerry's and the shed is Formaneks...and it will get a drain tube put in this week, along with the gravel and then slowly get back filled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527348618914104114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWSKQfAzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/9geVGHEzWTo/s320/farming+and+wall+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This angle is where I took a previous picture where my dad, Brad, and Braxton once stood (also where my garden was).I am standing in Jerry's yard looking Southeast and that is our garage with the light on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527348612171020978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWRxIzurI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/i1hqMGMLMv0/s320/farming+and+wall+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This shot is standing in the alley looking West...and that dirt pile will be leveled out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527348621496072402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWST4EuNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/nMFqODAs58c/s320/farming+and+wall+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And another shot in the alley looking further West...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527348613473756450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWR1_Z5SI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Z6hYMo8abco/s320/farming+and+wall+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have had so many people wonder what we are doing in our back yard, nope, it's not a building, not an addition, not a swimming pool, it's just a big ol wall that Jerry and Formaneks get to look at:)  I hope these pictures made a little sense, and I apologize because I'm sure someone tomorrow will tell me I was off on my directions! Imagine that!  If ya get our way feel free to stop and check it out, we get that a lot:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Week ahead to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-7699395128421317052?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7699395128421317052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/farm-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7699395128421317052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7699395128421317052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/farm-life.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLUWRfxLu2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WsV7PG-jitQ/s72-c/farming+and+wall+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1191933744037923222</id><published>2010-10-09T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:48:05.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...and so the yard goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We are &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;working on the big yard project!  I am glad to say it is nearing the end for this year!  With what some would say, a few &lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt; set backs, ( I would say &lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt;), we did get the forms up, walls poured, and we will be bringing in LOADS of dirt in the next few weeks and finishing up!  With plans to plant a yard this next spring and put up a privacy fence so our little man doesn't fall off a 6'6 wall!!!  It was pretty cool to see such big equipment in our yard!  Braxton was completely amazed at all that was going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526223191202585378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWtpUn2yI/AAAAAAAAA6g/OeJP1eMTrCA/s320/wall+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This was the huge pump truck we had to order to get our walls done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWuiMC96I/AAAAAAAAA7A/U8DIExQ37dM/s1600/wall+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526223206467434402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWuiMC96I/AAAAAAAAA7A/U8DIExQ37dM/s320/wall+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;...had a little mishap with the cement...yep, it's not supposed to be poured all over like that:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWuDZMP6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/0DX49V27AKA/s1600/wall+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526223198201069474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWuDZMP6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/0DX49V27AKA/s320/wall+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I know it &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt; like we make our child do chores, but I &lt;em&gt;swear&lt;/em&gt; he wanted to help wash off the shovels!!!  Monkey see, monkey do--he tries to do &lt;strong&gt;everything &lt;/strong&gt;his father does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWt6ilvcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/DMjB4Yfce50/s1600/wall+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526223195824569794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWt6ilvcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/DMjB4Yfce50/s320/wall+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Of course we had to do the hand prints!!!  Wouldn't be right to just let cement look normal and smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526223202676935874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWuUEUjMI/AAAAAAAAA64/vfIT6FzX3jM/s320/wall+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Braxton &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to be Taylor's date for homecoming...he even cried when she left!  Ah, chasing after girls already:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1191933744037923222?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1191933744037923222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1191933744037923222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1191933744037923222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TLEWtpUn2yI/AAAAAAAAA6g/OeJP1eMTrCA/s72-c/wall+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1862721103438967532</id><published>2010-10-01T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:43:21.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy October Everyone!!!  It's hard to believe it's harvest time and Halloween is just a few short weeks away!  We have been enjoying our B-E-A-U-TI-FUL weather!!!  We took our last camping trip of 2010 last weekend.  Just as far as Pierce we went, and heard all morning on the radio about a parade in Norfolk, so we thought Braxton would enjoy that!  His first parade...can you believe that?!  After a few minutes, he caught on!!!  He even learned how to fill his pockets plum full of candy!!!  What a fun thing to learn:)  It was sad to put the camper away, but exciting to know we have one for the years to come!!!  Here are some pictures of our busy...a.k.a. awnry son...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, who would've thought he could do any harm while I vacuumed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523270680646664834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZa6ZGQoI/AAAAAAAAA54/_ot9gHE4KPY/s320/mrfixit+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ...this is what I turned around to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...Grandpa Bob and Grandma Jody gave us this great hi-chair before we were even pregnant...(someone was excited)..well, I hate to say this, but Braxton thinks it is time for a new one...this one seems to get 'fixed' by his hammer, or drill almost everyday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZb6U1mAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1QppXWoOYWM/s1600/mrfixit+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523270697808664578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZb6U1mAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1QppXWoOYWM/s320/mrfixit+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;On my day off, Braxton spends the entire day with me and we bake and clean...Sounds fun, right?!  Well, he got tired of watching me one day, went and got his couch, his stuffed animals that he is suddenly ATTACHED to, and his blanket, and made himself a nice little bed in the kitchen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZbvr6EoI/AAAAAAAAA6I/XSepqSFhOM4/s1600/mrfixit+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523270694952637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZbvr6EoI/AAAAAAAAA6I/XSepqSFhOM4/s320/mrfixit+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...and this was him...before the summersault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZbEUhW2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gRb5AKWMtoY/s1600/mrfixit+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523270683311823714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZbEUhW2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gRb5AKWMtoY/s320/mrfixit+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Pierce Campout!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523270706284548370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZcZ5pURI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/MXrg-jx9lDk/s320/last+camp+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1862721103438967532?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1862721103438967532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-october-everyone-its-hard-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1862721103438967532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1862721103438967532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-october-everyone-its-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TKaZa6ZGQoI/AAAAAAAAA54/_ot9gHE4KPY/s72-c/mrfixit+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-3165399123261825579</id><published>2010-09-19T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:33:55.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...And so it begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It wasn't too long ago that Braxton was 'attached' to mommy and Brad's comment was, "Don't get used to it", and so he was right!!!  Brad cannot leave Braxton's sight, and when he does, it makes for a very sad little boy:(    That leads to our next problem...Hunting Season!!  Brad has this idea that  a 17month old can go deer hunting for a weekend!!!  He's crazy, right?!!  While I think it would be adorable, and fun for them both, selfishly, I CANNOT go that long without my little man!!!(meaning Braxton of course:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it is time that I realize this may be my last 'hunting season' with Braxton at home with me.  We have agreed that once he is poddy trained, then he can go! (MAYBE)  I suppose that will be just around the corner as well...a task that I am not quite ready to start...so, all you parents, if you got poddy training advice, we are all ears!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Okay Okay, while I am saddened that he wants to take him deer hunting, I am not that big of a fun hater...I realize the day will come, so I got Braxton  the 'gear' to get him prepped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TJZ4PVyaVuI/AAAAAAAAA5g/6jhwLrbSfns/s1600/snow+pants+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518730598331078370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TJZ4PVyaVuI/AAAAAAAAA5g/6jhwLrbSfns/s320/snow+pants+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Totally reminds me of the 'Christmas Story' movie...he really was able to move well in this though:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518730607001960802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TJZ4P2FtgWI/AAAAAAAAA5w/98kkghEK28k/s320/snow+pants+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm not sure how well you can see this, but when I blew this picture up the boy's eyes are EXACTLY the same color...ahh, another traight from his father...I SWEAR someday he will resemble something from me:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;***HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELLY***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;***HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKLYN***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-3165399123261825579?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/3165399123261825579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3165399123261825579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/3165399123261825579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TJZ4PVyaVuI/AAAAAAAAA5g/6jhwLrbSfns/s72-c/snow+pants+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-7654947177342684350</id><published>2010-09-12T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:50:45.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*******GO HUSKERS*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516033450898560882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjMsn7F3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/HcfdBsABA-w/s320/more+wall+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Saturday the 'guys' worked on the yard again...they got the footing poured and re-bar(not sure how to spell that..but it looks good to me)all put in, and next will be the forms need set up and poured. THANK YOU THANK YOU to the guys!!! It will make my mowing so much easier once this is done, and Braxton will have such a fun yard to play in!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Every good man keeps his cooler is sight...and arms reach:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He looks like a pretty good foreman I would say!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516033464511080562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjNfVZqHI/AAAAAAAAA44/0TGGqYY6dYo/s320/more+wall+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;...and Braxton even tried to help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzj4A8-mAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IbsSMAo2OpA/s1600/more+wall+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516034195089954818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzj4A8-mAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IbsSMAo2OpA/s320/more+wall+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the progress after Saturday...it may not look like much to you, but it's PROGRESS to us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516034202976701026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzj4eVUymI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mgRoP3LqNdQ/s320/more+wall+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Braxton has been OBSESSED with cowboy boots lately. These are actually Brad's boots from when he was 2!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjLwAk8tI/AAAAAAAAA4g/pB37BtYZeKI/s1600/more+wall+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516033434627404498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjLwAk8tI/AAAAAAAAA4g/pB37BtYZeKI/s320/more+wall+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We have upgraded from riding in the little laundry basket...to the big hamper!!! He loves to help with EVERYTHING and ANYTHING that we are doing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjLf-MgYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YRJNIfs-9dQ/s1600/more+wall+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516033430322446722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjLf-MgYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YRJNIfs-9dQ/s320/more+wall+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mr Independent feeds himself for every meal and SCREAMS when you try to help him...it was a pretty big bite of jello, but he managed:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516034217707663842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzj5VNdceI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6h0fiHmbkfo/s320/more+wall+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been teaching Braxton to give actual kisses, and the only one he will give them to is Brad, and on a slim occasion I will get one, but this morning, he came into the bedroom, with Brad's help he climbed into our bed, gave me a big ol wet kiss on the lips, turned, and gave Brad one too!!! It was the CUTEST thing ever!!! Everyday with him is fun and memories are made, but lately he is really starting to act 'older', I suppose that'll mean the terrible 2's are coming as well. As every kid does....he can do lots, but NEVER is public when you want him to. I swear kids make us parents look like liars! On a good day though, he can 'moo' like a cow, 'sssss' like a snake, 'ruff' like Dozer, as well as say "Do-der", "mommy", EVERYTHING is 'daddy', and he tries so hard to say what you say. This morning I swore he was saying 'manna', go figure, he was reaching at the counter wanting a "Ba-na-na", but I can still pretend he knows my name, right? Well, that was the bragging moment on my son, had to do it:) Hope everyone has a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-7654947177342684350?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/7654947177342684350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-huskers-saturday-guys-worked-on-yard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7654947177342684350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/7654947177342684350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-huskers-saturday-guys-worked-on-yard.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIzjMsn7F3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/HcfdBsABA-w/s72-c/more+wall+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1280166513729427639</id><published>2010-09-06T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:43:46.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Enjoying a glass of milk and cookies with daddy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513808515142398850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT7oZCWM4I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JDwe4THdc9M/s320/retainingwall+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Braxton and Mommy being silly:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805271606205346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT4rl7Dm6I/AAAAAAAAA3A/IilOPWgS4SM/s320/retainingwall+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Braxton was all geared up for the Football game Friday night...sad to report we lost:( &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805283955825106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT4sT7b2dI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/L9XppnKzCnc/s320/retainingwall+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Since it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; Labor Day Weekend, we decided to &lt;em&gt;labor &lt;/em&gt;in the yard!  We are ripping out our basketball court,(sorry Brad, you'll have to shoot hoops somewhere else) and we are putting up a retaining wall...NOT FUN!!!  We got Dad here all afternoon Sunday to start the project!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6m5rk3MI/AAAAAAAAA3o/7rvAQKnLqL8/s1600/retainingwall+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807390033894594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6m5rk3MI/AAAAAAAAA3o/7rvAQKnLqL8/s320/retainingwall+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The '3' hard workers...I was busy taking pictures:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807396731436114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6nSoZPFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/V7vNmGk23c0/s320/retainingwall+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Who would've thought?!?!  Braxton rode with Grandpa for an hour in this excavator!!!!  There is a little buddy seat in there that he fit 'o-so-good' in:)  THANKS Grandpa for the fun ride!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807408843517522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6n_wI7lI/AAAAAAAAA34/8oePatTx60Q/s320/retainingwall+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I know you are all thinking that this looks like so much FUN.....so.....Anyone interested in helping pour footings, set up forms, and poor cement, CALL US!!!!! ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT4s3OJFyI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AnpM9MDCDiw/s1600/retainingwall+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805293429528354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT4s3OJFyI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AnpM9MDCDiw/s320/retainingwall+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Braxton found himself a "horse"!!  We hear from so many people that Braxton looks just like his cousin Carson...what do you think?!  I just hope he isn't as awnry as his cousin:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807415355307154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6oYAq9JI/AAAAAAAAA4A/_EadSyo0VJU/s320/retainingwall+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Look who found mom's shoes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513807425113615170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT6o8XO60I/AAAAAAAAA4I/G4T9Ao2Ts38/s320/retainingwall+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1280166513729427639?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1280166513729427639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/enjoying-glass-of-milk-and-cookies-with.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1280166513729427639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1280166513729427639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/09/enjoying-glass-of-milk-and-cookies-with.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/TIT7oZCWM4I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JDwe4THdc9M/s72-c/retainingwall+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-1741791776831148372</id><published>2010-08-30T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:38:31.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You know you got a cold when................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511396584818469954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/THxp_kZn7EI/AAAAAAAAA14/MkrhxRfDNQA/s320/16months+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...you go to the drawer and pick out the thermometer to take your own temperature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511396606854415874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/THxqA2fZxgI/AAAAAAAAA2I/C3hIFKZpMaw/s320/16months+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;...and you go to the shelf and bring back a box of kleenex' and start wiping your own nose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511396599314444050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/THxqAaZu7xI/AAAAAAAAA2A/B0VM1TWSRFU/s320/16months+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Braxton has been coming down with an awful cold the past days.  Started with the runny nose, then led to the cough, raspy voice, poor appetite, and of course sleepless nights for all in the Busselman house......but the bright side...he (knock on wood) hasn't had a fever yet!  He's trying so hard to be a tuff guy:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hope everyone is having a great week:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4749338701278468636-1741791776831148372?l=busselman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/feeds/1741791776831148372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-you-got-cold-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1741791776831148372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4749338701278468636/posts/default/1741791776831148372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busselman.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-you-got-cold-when.html' title=''/><author><name>~busselmans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557282856236120050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/THxp_kZn7EI/AAAAAAAAA14/MkrhxRfDNQA/s72-c/16months+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749338701278468636.post-8631131696713197978</id><published>2010-08-23T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:55:29.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 YEARS...WHERE DID YOU PLAN TO BE?!??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We celebrated Brad's 10 year class reunion last weekend!  What a blast!!  We headed down to Kansas City for a night out on the town, followed by Oceans/Worlds of Fun the next day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8 were able to attend...out of 14 I think??   If I am correct, 10 are married, 9 have children, and  3 are expecting!  I would say life these past 10 years after high school have been pretty great for all!  We wish everyone could've made it, but summers are so busy for everyone!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It was super hard leaving Little man behind, but it was a nice weekend away spent with great friends!!  Here are a few pictures...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508628393287774738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4zd8DbYL5M/THKUVnWMchI/AAAAAAAAA0w/jbwWjlQz45M/s320/10yearreunion+004.J
