<?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-3138521002252753456</id><updated>2011-12-31T18:54:22.281-08:00</updated><category term='BeNtley DreAmiNg'/><category term='q'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Guess What'/><category term='ShE&apos;S rOlliNG OveR'/><title type='text'>Harper's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1077675283882652074</id><published>2011-12-31T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:53:33.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-1077675283882652074?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1077675283882652074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1077675283882652074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1077675283882652074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1077675283882652074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-280935415957020225</id><published>2011-12-22T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T16:08:17.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New adventures of the girls....</title><content type='html'>Reagan---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tries to say here...but it mostly sounds like "he he he", but you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;*she thinks she can wipe her own nose, and bum. She leans between her legs and wipes. Such a silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;*she loves to help in the kitchen! She freaks out until you put her on the counter to watch and help. Same goes in the bathroom when I'm trying to get ready!&lt;br /&gt;*Her hair is just long enough to get it up in 2 piggy tails!&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to point.&lt;br /&gt;*She no longer uses a bottle! She is all done with those and only uses a sippy cup!&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to play with her dolly's and push them around in the stroller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is learning so much in preschool! She loves to point out letters in books and signs that she knows. For example: "Look mom its me!" as she points to the letter B, for Bentley!&lt;br /&gt;*She is so into Santa this year! She loves to talk about Santa and find him in any book, or show.&lt;br /&gt;*She loves the Christmas lights! Everywhere we go..."Look mom, ewww so pretty!"&lt;br /&gt;*She is learning to skip and is so cute to watch.&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to call everyone "Honey"&lt;br /&gt;*Her favorite saying is "that's so stinkin cute!", seriously one day I think she said that 20 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, these kiddos of ours are SO fun! Oh how I love them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-280935415957020225?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/280935415957020225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=280935415957020225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/280935415957020225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/280935415957020225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-adventures-of-girls.html' title='New adventures of the girls....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-5512561778545993701</id><published>2011-12-22T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:59:59.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>This year we spent Thanksgiving with our family in Arizona. We spent a week in the nice and sunny weather of Gilbert. The girls and I flew in on Thanksgiving day and we had a fabulous dinner at his parents house. While we were down there I didn't a little day after shopping which was of course INSANE! One day I am going to be more prepared! We went to a Coyotes Hockey game with some friends of ours in a suite. I actually really enjoyed myself, and Bentley was so into the game! It was really nice to have some relaxation around the holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-5512561778545993701?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5512561778545993701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5512561778545993701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5512561778545993701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5512561778545993701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-5748671101076700592</id><published>2011-11-13T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:08:00.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and I took the girls to Disney on Ice! I&lt;br /&gt;have to say, these tickets are well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;The girls loved it! Especially Bentley. I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;have gotten a picture of her face when&lt;br /&gt;they started! Oh how I love to see my girls SO&lt;br /&gt;happy. It kind of brings a little tear to my&lt;br /&gt;eye! Oh to be young again and so easily&lt;br /&gt;entertained and happy! Even Reagan liked it.&lt;br /&gt;She would clap a little late, but hey she&lt;br /&gt;still clapped and had Chad and I laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rgun5JSoiDo/Tr9DMvIWRgI/AAAAAAAACGQ/D6YbXc-lDgQ/s1600/dis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rgun5JSoiDo/Tr9DMvIWRgI/AAAAAAAACGQ/D6YbXc-lDgQ/s400/dis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674327941599086082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan HAD to sit in the same seat as Bentley!&lt;br /&gt;And Bentley of course didn't enjoy it, especially&lt;br /&gt;since Reagan thought she had to hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;her constantly! I think she got choked a few&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvBgtmu1OYE/Tr9DMabWxwI/AAAAAAAACGE/FsBKAbfKS0o/s1600/dis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvBgtmu1OYE/Tr9DMabWxwI/AAAAAAAACGE/FsBKAbfKS0o/s400/dis1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674327936041666306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get better pictures, but its so dark inside&lt;br /&gt;and of course I could never get that "moment" of joy&lt;br /&gt;from them, I always got the goofy picture afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;But we really did have a great time! I think Bentley&lt;br /&gt;about peed her pants when "Seeping Booty" (thats&lt;br /&gt;what she calls her)  came&lt;br /&gt;skating out at the very end! All night she was&lt;br /&gt;asking to see her! Her other favorites of the night&lt;br /&gt;included the Tangled favorites, and Tink. Reagan's&lt;br /&gt;favorites were Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, and Donald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks daddy and girls for the great "Date" night!&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast :)&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/3138521002252753456-5748671101076700592?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5748671101076700592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5748671101076700592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5748671101076700592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5748671101076700592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/11/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-Rgun5JSoiDo/Tr9DMvIWRgI/AAAAAAAACGQ/D6YbXc-lDgQ/s72-c/dis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3806574670248669013</id><published>2011-11-12T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:08:52.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan 13 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2AcCFlimdvM/Tr9BDNg13vI/AAAAAAAACF4/ytf34iIzFbs/s1600/check.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2AcCFlimdvM/Tr9BDNg13vI/AAAAAAAACF4/ytf34iIzFbs/s400/check.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674325578932936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR-QjOfp95Q/Tr9BC6OwFjI/AAAAAAAACFs/r25RDzcymOo/s1600/check1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR-QjOfp95Q/Tr9BC6OwFjI/AAAAAAAACFs/r25RDzcymOo/s400/check1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674325573756786226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ_j9xCd6us/Tr9BCo15ueI/AAAAAAAACFg/pAQwknck09E/s1600/check2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ_j9xCd6us/Tr9BCo15ueI/AAAAAAAACFg/pAQwknck09E/s400/check2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674325569089157602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little Reagan had her 13 month check up!&lt;br /&gt;She weighs 20 lbs 11 oz (20th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;She is 29 inches long (40th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;and her head was in the 60th percentile.&lt;br /&gt;She is healthy as can be and got her 4 shots :(&lt;br /&gt;Poor little thing didn't know what hit her!&lt;br /&gt;But she only cried for a minute and then&lt;br /&gt;was back to herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan's newest things:&lt;br /&gt;*"Uh Oh" is her favorite word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She LOVES Tobe! And he licks her all the&lt;br /&gt;time and she just rolls around giggling&lt;br /&gt;and lets him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She thinks she can run! And actually she&lt;br /&gt;is almost there, she walks so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to kiss, and she puckers her lips&lt;br /&gt;so well! She especially likes to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;when she is getting in trouble. She&lt;br /&gt;knows how to manipulate the situation!&lt;br /&gt;And how can you get mad at this little&lt;br /&gt;thing especially when she is trying to&lt;br /&gt;smooch on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She loves her big sister! She loves to hit, tickle&lt;br /&gt;or hug her! Bentley doesn't love it too much&lt;br /&gt;but Reagan thinks its hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She has started using a fork, and I didn't teach&lt;br /&gt;her how! She is actually really good at it!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she wont eat unless&lt;br /&gt;you let her do it by herself with her own&lt;br /&gt;fork! She is such a smarty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is growing so fast and is so much fun! Oh how&lt;br /&gt;we love this little munchkin!&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/3138521002252753456-3806574670248669013?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3806574670248669013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3806574670248669013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3806574670248669013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3806574670248669013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/11/reagan-13-month-check-up.html' title='Reagan 13 month check up'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-2AcCFlimdvM/Tr9BDNg13vI/AAAAAAAACF4/ytf34iIzFbs/s72-c/check.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2074762725804919188</id><published>2011-11-07T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:01:00.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love my little family so much! I know I take a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of pictures, but I figure you can never have too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right? So I am trying really hard to get &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'family' pictures every year! One day you guys will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;appreciate it :) haha. Plus I love dressing you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girls up and your dad cleans up very nicely! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{wink, wink}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I love having these fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6RxzhKTgOxE/TrbNQgZHdaI/AAAAAAAACFU/sbnjKWH4U1M/s1600/family.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6RxzhKTgOxE/TrbNQgZHdaI/AAAAAAAACFU/sbnjKWH4U1M/s400/family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671946464176600482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGjIY0eqYCY/TrbNQC1zY6I/AAAAAAAACFI/oJYIj-9mTyw/s1600/family1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6VdU3xYepk/TrbMyyPCjfI/AAAAAAAACEQ/2cP0HjdBXR8/s400/family5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945953570098674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05x2GaHQCRw/TrbMyT-RKzI/AAAAAAAACEE/Wr3skulueGY/s1600/family6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05x2GaHQCRw/TrbMyT-RKzI/AAAAAAAACEE/Wr3skulueGY/s400/family6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945945446689586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76LOKdvGpSM/TrbMxfoagFI/AAAAAAAACD4/LXQkQtkKvlk/s1600/family7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76LOKdvGpSM/TrbMxfoagFI/AAAAAAAACD4/LXQkQtkKvlk/s400/family7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945931396382802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sYgZQghboqk/TrbMxLbpJuI/AAAAAAAACDs/VDzq3bvbUvE/s1600/family8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sYgZQghboqk/TrbMxLbpJuI/AAAAAAAACDs/VDzq3bvbUvE/s400/family8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945925974107874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hPBhJpIeL0/TrbMFNiqxjI/AAAAAAAACDc/4B-pbL84j2o/s1600/family9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hPBhJpIeL0/TrbMFNiqxjI/AAAAAAAACDc/4B-pbL84j2o/s400/family9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945170626201138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quW4CiODuqA/TrbMEaikyZI/AAAAAAAACDQ/JsG9n8mBkJQ/s1600/family10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quW4CiODuqA/TrbMEaikyZI/AAAAAAAACDQ/JsG9n8mBkJQ/s400/family10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945156935600530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x32O-Af9PMc/TrbMDqRA6XI/AAAAAAAACDE/4Sq1jjG2P9s/s1600/family11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x32O-Af9PMc/TrbMDqRA6XI/AAAAAAAACDE/4Sq1jjG2P9s/s400/family11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945143977044338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCvOv7B9CcI/TrbMC-AvF9I/AAAAAAAACC4/M7KLyvrjN_g/s1600/family12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCvOv7B9CcI/TrbMC-AvF9I/AAAAAAAACC4/M7KLyvrjN_g/s400/family12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945132097607634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUajR0uENnk/TrbMCcb25lI/AAAAAAAACCs/3_eP2GjQT3c/s1600/family13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUajR0uENnk/TrbMCcb25lI/AAAAAAAACCs/3_eP2GjQT3c/s400/family13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671945123084559954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they turned out AMAZING! Especially since it didn't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;start off so good, Bentley had a tummy ache so I was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for her to have an accident, and Reagan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;puked when we got her out of the car. Poor things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they did so good for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-2074762725804919188?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2074762725804919188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2074762725804919188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2074762725804919188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2074762725804919188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-6RxzhKTgOxE/TrbNQgZHdaI/AAAAAAAACFU/sbnjKWH4U1M/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4748793192942057374</id><published>2011-11-06T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:00:57.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally have a minute to catch up... Early in September one of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my best friends did some pictures of my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reagan needed her 1 year photos and Bentley needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her 3 year photos so this is what she &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did...and I LOVE them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reagan....1 year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzGzftnZzJM/TrbKK3EhVfI/AAAAAAAACCg/XBn5CATLe0Q/s1600/reag.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzGzftnZzJM/TrbKK3EhVfI/AAAAAAAACCg/XBn5CATLe0Q/s400/reag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671943068650132978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwaSqR_O01U/TrbKJ1vYDXI/AAAAAAAACCU/j-JqPC9d3FM/s1600/reag1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwaSqR_O01U/TrbKJ1vYDXI/AAAAAAAACCU/j-JqPC9d3FM/s400/reag1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671943051113139570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qT-JJFklkpM/TrbJjV2SUmI/AAAAAAAACCI/CexUF2THLXE/s1600/reag2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qT-JJFklkpM/TrbJjV2SUmI/AAAAAAAACCI/CexUF2THLXE/s400/reag2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671942389717160546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fkR9ZXk4Lc/TrbJirCdf0I/AAAAAAAACB8/tGs5Mi0RZ0M/s1600/reag3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fkR9ZXk4Lc/TrbJirCdf0I/AAAAAAAACB8/tGs5Mi0RZ0M/s400/reag3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671942378225499970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course we can't not do the cake! This time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reagy got a cupcake! She loved them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3hECGUTYP4/TrbJifzafhI/AAAAAAAACBw/ItDXqOTQf8I/s1600/reag4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3hECGUTYP4/TrbJifzafhI/AAAAAAAACBw/ItDXqOTQf8I/s400/reag4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671942375209598482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLJLD0VSztk/TrbIzi311AI/AAAAAAAACBA/u9tDo6ZTCZ4/s1600/reag5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLJLD0VSztk/TrbIzi311AI/AAAAAAAACBA/u9tDo6ZTCZ4/s400/reag5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671941568579621890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U23dyQbOeQk/TrbIbxM2cMI/AAAAAAAACA0/1TW0FbE1RvU/s1600/reag6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U23dyQbOeQk/TrbIbxM2cMI/AAAAAAAACA0/1TW0FbE1RvU/s400/reag6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671941160108978370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just LOVE this one of the girls! It was so fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to let them have a little tea party together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHF41znSDZs/TrbIbqGYesI/AAAAAAAACAo/xq_NpYgugaw/s1600/girls.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHF41znSDZs/TrbIbqGYesI/AAAAAAAACAo/xq_NpYgugaw/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671941158202800834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bentley....3 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVNnR5OHb-w/TrbIaTMcEEI/AAAAAAAACAc/eUBptx6DDNo/s1600/bent.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVNnR5OHb-w/TrbIaTMcEEI/AAAAAAAACAc/eUBptx6DDNo/s400/bent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671941134874316866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM0xXlAh1pQ/TrbIaBLLMiI/AAAAAAAACAQ/ZXIOV1OhPBE/s1600/bent1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM0xXlAh1pQ/TrbIaBLLMiI/AAAAAAAACAQ/ZXIOV1OhPBE/s400/bent1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671941130037178914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MLRuis3xpU/TrbIBTHRRYI/AAAAAAAACAE/gZG4p3WQlak/s1600/bent2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MLRuis3xpU/TrbIBTHRRYI/AAAAAAAACAE/gZG4p3WQlak/s400/bent2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671940705355908482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LlL3jT5JZ88/TrbIAWcMOOI/AAAAAAAAB_8/6bntfh69NOo/s1600/bent3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LlL3jT5JZ88/TrbIAWcMOOI/AAAAAAAAB_8/6bntfh69NOo/s400/bent3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671940689069095138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUIJkTfzqe0/TrbH_hCsbhI/AAAAAAAAB_s/MoGw39YNHC0/s1600/bent4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUIJkTfzqe0/TrbH_hCsbhI/AAAAAAAAB_s/MoGw39YNHC0/s400/bent4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671940674735074834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sX4TmWUEBU/TrbH_Ye88ZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/SQeW_5Wn3do/s1600/bent5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sX4TmWUEBU/TrbH_Ye88ZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/SQeW_5Wn3do/s400/bent5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671940672437678482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4748793192942057374?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4748793192942057374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4748793192942057374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4748793192942057374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4748793192942057374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-girls.html' title='Our girls!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-VzGzftnZzJM/TrbKK3EhVfI/AAAAAAAACCg/XBn5CATLe0Q/s72-c/reag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7114910584876880522</id><published>2011-10-31T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:56:20.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a fun Halloween! The girls had 2 costumes, because Bentley wanted to be Snow White so bad! So on Halloween night she was Snow White and Reagan was a cute&lt;br /&gt;butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tsY8u6zg00/TvPB4bChP4I/AAAAAAAACIc/4Uf6ZgoXN7w/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tsY8u6zg00/TvPB4bChP4I/AAAAAAAACIc/4Uf6ZgoXN7w/s400/girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689103929374228354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the fun Halloween Party my parents threw, they were both Pebbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y05i-87iTiI/TvPBOgg5API/AAAAAAAACIQ/hyOB8Be6wxg/s1600/party2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y05i-87iTiI/TvPBOgg5API/AAAAAAAACIQ/hyOB8Be6wxg/s400/party2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689103209289285874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Wilson's and Pyne's joined together for a fun Halloween Party! We really had a great time! We ate, carved pumpkins, had costume contests, the kids played games, and we&lt;br /&gt;laughed A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W92RfthdXp4/TvPBOXacWsI/AAAAAAAACIE/g-3Qf5YftcE/s1600/party8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W92RfthdXp4/TvPBOXacWsI/AAAAAAAACIE/g-3Qf5YftcE/s400/party8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689103206846323394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were the Flinstones! And yes, Chad was the best sport and went along with it and we won best costume! Bonus points for me coming up with the costume....hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuLCUT-zlwY/TvPA4IrnKAI/AAAAAAAACH0/29HaNKQBOUM/s1600/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuLCUT-zlwY/TvPA4IrnKAI/AAAAAAAACH0/29HaNKQBOUM/s400/party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102824934680578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were "tacky tourists"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDLoEtTgmwk/TvPA3Y4tGRI/AAAAAAAACHo/JO4v5uYCBU8/s1600/party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDLoEtTgmwk/TvPA3Y4tGRI/AAAAAAAACHo/JO4v5uYCBU8/s400/party1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102812104694034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon &amp;amp; Heidi "Mario &amp;amp; Luigi...and the magic mushroom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qwU8MQp43zI/TvPA2acRSmI/AAAAAAAACHc/CxtYha_KULg/s1600/party5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qwU8MQp43zI/TvPA2acRSmI/AAAAAAAACHc/CxtYha_KULg/s400/party5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102795342432866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britt &amp;amp; Josh were the Obama's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QeQc4r4dTRI/TvPA2FaNmrI/AAAAAAAACHQ/JZBL1xitD6I/s1600/party9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QeQc4r4dTRI/TvPA2FaNmrI/AAAAAAAACHQ/JZBL1xitD6I/s400/party9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102789696658098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brock &amp;amp; Chan were a pimp and a fairy maiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9t0YEyffJ0/TvPAPqZNxxI/AAAAAAAACHA/RjWIiDfUEYs/s1600/party10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9t0YEyffJ0/TvPAPqZNxxI/AAAAAAAACHA/RjWIiDfUEYs/s400/party10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102129609688850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnv4sJBrbFc/TvPAO2b1W0I/AAAAAAAACG0/qsHRwimK9AY/s1600/party11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnv4sJBrbFc/TvPAO2b1W0I/AAAAAAAACG0/qsHRwimK9AY/s400/party11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102115662027586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFN2osoQgQk/TvPAORlk3pI/AAAAAAAACGo/1taHd5i2LOA/s1600/party16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFN2osoQgQk/TvPAORlk3pI/AAAAAAAACGo/1taHd5i2LOA/s400/party16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102105770778258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcwIbrOkRlw/TvPAN3fESXI/AAAAAAAACGc/QOhsJBlStyg/s1600/party14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcwIbrOkRlw/TvPAN3fESXI/AAAAAAAACGc/QOhsJBlStyg/s400/party14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689102098764155250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a great Halloween! Of course the girls loved it and got lots of candy! We went trick or treating around Mimi &amp;amp; Papa's house and they lasted a lot longer than I thought! They really enjoyed themselves, and it was so much fun to watch them having so much fun!&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/3138521002252753456-7114910584876880522?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7114910584876880522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7114910584876880522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7114910584876880522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7114910584876880522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-4tsY8u6zg00/TvPB4bChP4I/AAAAAAAACIc/4Uf6ZgoXN7w/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2694797580022582221</id><published>2011-10-30T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:58:52.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was field trip Friday with Bentley's preschool class&lt;br /&gt;so Reagan and I tagged along!&lt;br /&gt;We first started our morning off with breakfast&lt;br /&gt;at IHOP for Scary pancake day.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell the girls loved them!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they are obsessed with pancakes! If they could&lt;br /&gt;I think they would eat them every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CndCVzItd8I/TqxoVWWbdII/AAAAAAAAB-w/7NUQiCUKDmI/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CndCVzItd8I/TqxoVWWbdII/AAAAAAAAB-w/7NUQiCUKDmI/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669020746938807426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went with Britt, Mimi and all the kids&lt;br /&gt;and their class to Pumpkin Land.&lt;br /&gt;This is Bentley and JJ's preschool class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvk7iSP0PkA/TqxoLNnbWdI/AAAAAAAAB-k/m2bMf9D1hlE/s1600/fieldtrip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvk7iSP0PkA/TqxoLNnbWdI/AAAAAAAAB-k/m2bMf9D1hlE/s400/fieldtrip3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669020572795492818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G6a3L6XNzVs/Tqxntkf99gI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hq1fvvb3ZIc/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G6a3L6XNzVs/Tqxntkf99gI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hq1fvvb3ZIc/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669020063542146562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaOEgLIFUTk/Tqxnl9A3RHI/AAAAAAAAB-M/itaJeExKGhQ/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaOEgLIFUTk/Tqxnl9A3RHI/AAAAAAAAB-M/itaJeExKGhQ/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669019932683617394" 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/3138521002252753456-2694797580022582221?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2694797580022582221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2694797580022582221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2694797580022582221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2694797580022582221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Field Trip Friday!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-CndCVzItd8I/TqxoVWWbdII/AAAAAAAAB-w/7NUQiCUKDmI/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1540919459525633309</id><published>2011-10-29T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:48:15.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardner Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have had a little tradition and that is every year&lt;br /&gt;we head up to Gardner Village when they&lt;br /&gt;put out all their Halloween decorations.&lt;br /&gt;The kids love it, and so do we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3MR_TuhTnQ/TqxlIctmi-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/Zs3LgAMpMkI/s1600/gardner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3MR_TuhTnQ/TqxlIctmi-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/Zs3LgAMpMkI/s400/gardner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669017226773433314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXSOsh7-tuk/TqxlHVUN6dI/AAAAAAAAB94/wbjjqk3k7F8/s1600/gardner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXSOsh7-tuk/TqxlHVUN6dI/AAAAAAAAB94/wbjjqk3k7F8/s400/gardner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669017207608043986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_hHW5ENT_0/TqxlHHh7kwI/AAAAAAAAB9o/PyIH4wDy4I8/s1600/gardner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_hHW5ENT_0/TqxlHHh7kwI/AAAAAAAAB9o/PyIH4wDy4I8/s400/gardner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669017203907465986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY26mDkkzyg/Tqxku0xXnJI/AAAAAAAAB9c/XFp3eB65jKI/s1600/gardner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY26mDkkzyg/Tqxku0xXnJI/AAAAAAAAB9c/XFp3eB65jKI/s400/gardner3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669016786555083922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RvFcAcXzj4k/Tqxkt4TmFXI/AAAAAAAAB9U/FSMaCKFKGtg/s1600/gardner4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RvFcAcXzj4k/Tqxkt4TmFXI/AAAAAAAAB9U/FSMaCKFKGtg/s400/gardner4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669016770324075890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagy had it after about 2 hours! This was&lt;br /&gt;the best face I could get from her. So&lt;br /&gt;happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niF-50gQcQ4/Tqxktr5_U1I/AAAAAAAAB9E/d_KWJdVU2F4/s1600/gardner5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niF-50gQcQ4/Tqxktr5_U1I/AAAAAAAAB9E/d_KWJdVU2F4/s400/gardner5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669016766995452754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time wandering around and&lt;br /&gt;checking out all the witches. Bentley&lt;br /&gt;and JJ really liked it this year.&lt;br /&gt;They were so into the witches, as&lt;br /&gt;long as they looked nice {he he}.&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/3138521002252753456-1540919459525633309?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1540919459525633309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1540919459525633309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1540919459525633309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1540919459525633309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/10/gardner-village.html' title='Gardner Village'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-P3MR_TuhTnQ/TqxlIctmi-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/Zs3LgAMpMkI/s72-c/gardner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5431802249910299679</id><published>2011-10-29T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T12:58:01.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Bentley quotes....</title><content type='html'>Oh this girl just makes me laugh with the things she says! Her latest word is "Honey" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hand me your binky Honey" to Reagan in the car trying to get her to give up her binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, Honey Bunny can you get me some juice". How do you say no to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh good job Honey" to Reagan when she walked across the room to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two girls keep us laughing all the time!   {hehe}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-5431802249910299679?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5431802249910299679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5431802249910299679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5431802249910299679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5431802249910299679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/10/latest-bentley-quotes.html' title='Latest Bentley quotes....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-7061226538476813692</id><published>2011-10-12T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:46:01.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's walking!</title><content type='html'>My baby took her first steps!!! 7 to be exact! The other night while we were staying at my parents I got home from work and my mom told me she had taken a few steps for her that day. So I bribed my little munchkin with some candy and she took 7 steps! Oh so bitter sweet! Sweet that she has accomplished a huge milestone in her little life, and sad that she is growing up so fast! Oh how I love my little girl! Some of her other new things include, pointing for what she wants, she tells you to "shhhhhh" and puts her finger up to her nose,  she is a dancer anytime music comes on, she has started clapping and thinks its so funny. Oh your growing up so fast, but I just love watching you learn all these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-7061226538476813692?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7061226538476813692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7061226538476813692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7061226538476813692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7061226538476813692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/10/guess-whos-walking.html' title='Guess who&apos;s walking!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8061335938173951883</id><published>2011-09-24T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:02:30.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRthDaY ReAgaN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGopaiBxf7Y/Tn5swrPowVI/AAAAAAAAB88/3Ak6825lglw/s1600/reagan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGopaiBxf7Y/Tn5swrPowVI/AAAAAAAAB88/3Ak6825lglw/s400/reagan.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656077765521752402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are 1!!! Wow I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday sweetheart!!! I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;of your beautiful personality, your beautiful big blue eyes,&lt;br /&gt;your happy, happy smiles and your fun laugh!&lt;br /&gt;1 Year ago I gave birth and you filled our life&lt;br /&gt;with so much joy and love from the moment&lt;br /&gt;you came into this world! I feel so lucky and blessed to&lt;br /&gt;be your momma! I thank my Heavenly Father everyday&lt;br /&gt;that he gave me you! Reagan you are such a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;little girl with so much spunk and love! You are such&lt;br /&gt;a little talker these days and we just love it! You know what&lt;br /&gt;you are saying and you love to carry on conversations&lt;br /&gt;even though we have no idea what your trying&lt;br /&gt;to tell us, but I just love to hear you jabber! You are so close to&lt;br /&gt;walking! You will take 1-2 steps then you realize what your&lt;br /&gt;doing and sit down. You are the fastest crawler so you&lt;br /&gt;have no problems getting around! You love to play&lt;br /&gt;outside.  You have 4 teeth up top and 3 on bottom&lt;br /&gt;now! You are the best cuddler! You sleep anywhere from&lt;br /&gt;12-14 hours a night and wake up the happiest little girl!&lt;br /&gt;I just love coming to get you in the mornings, I am always&lt;br /&gt;greeted with the biggest smile and the cutest talking!&lt;br /&gt;You love us so much and you always show us&lt;br /&gt;by kissing us, cuddling, giving us hugs and&lt;br /&gt;showing us the biggest smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan, we love you so much and I am so glad your&lt;br /&gt;ours! Happy Birthday my sweet little girl!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;    Mommy!&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/3138521002252753456-8061335938173951883?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8061335938173951883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8061335938173951883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8061335938173951883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8061335938173951883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-reagan.html' title='HaPpY BiRthDaY ReAgaN!!!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-fGopaiBxf7Y/Tn5swrPowVI/AAAAAAAAB88/3Ak6825lglw/s72-c/reagan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7328043604505062399</id><published>2011-09-09T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:50:00.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npNUCsMzVL4/TmkqrSe4RsI/AAAAAAAAB80/19iq-gtf2PU/s1600/reagy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npNUCsMzVL4/TmkqrSe4RsI/AAAAAAAAB80/19iq-gtf2PU/s400/reagy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650094130697094850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Beautiful Angel! 11 months old! WOW time is going by way too fast! I just can't get enough of you! You are the most loving, happy little thing!  Reagan we just love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11 months you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**drinking out of a straw like a champ!&lt;br /&gt;**walking around anything you can get your hands on, but when&lt;br /&gt;I try to get you to walk on your own you sit down and crawl.&lt;br /&gt;**You LOVE to be held!&lt;br /&gt;**You know exactly what you want, and most of the time you&lt;br /&gt;get what you want! We may be in trouble!&lt;br /&gt;**You think you are one of the big kids and you play with&lt;br /&gt;them all the time and you get sad if they leave you out.&lt;br /&gt;**You love to play outside! You love playing in Mimi's&lt;br /&gt;little playhouse!&lt;br /&gt;**You are the fastest learner! I will show you something once&lt;br /&gt;and you will know how to do things! Your amazing to me!&lt;br /&gt;**You love ice! We found that out while at Powell.&lt;br /&gt;**You love pop! Especially out of the can. I don't know if you&lt;br /&gt;like the pop or the can  more, but don't try and take it from you&lt;br /&gt;or you throw a tantrum! I think we need to keep&lt;br /&gt;pop from you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously can't believe you will be 1 this month! Hugs and Kisses ~~~Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-7328043604505062399?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7328043604505062399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7328043604505062399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7328043604505062399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7328043604505062399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-beautiful-angel-11-months-old-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-npNUCsMzVL4/TmkqrSe4RsI/AAAAAAAAB80/19iq-gtf2PU/s72-c/reagy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-686842548370406162</id><published>2011-09-08T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:39:16.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just got back from the greatest vacation! We had such a GREAT time!&lt;br /&gt;Over Labor Day weekend we went with the family&lt;br /&gt;to Lake Powell. We camped at Wahweep campground and&lt;br /&gt;went out on the lake every day! It was SO much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zL8xu2Fm73M/TmkaS578-KI/AAAAAAAAB8s/OxXvniw4Qfs/s1600/powell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zL8xu2Fm73M/TmkaS578-KI/AAAAAAAAB8s/OxXvniw4Qfs/s400/powell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650076119605246114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls LOVED the water! And that is an understatment!&lt;br /&gt;I even got Bentley to ride on the tube with me&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't even have to coax her on! She was&lt;br /&gt;all about the tube! She kept wanting to&lt;br /&gt;go faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mR6rkcTJz8s/TmkaSVNMmRI/AAAAAAAAB8k/DKdyULpspWU/s1600/powell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mR6rkcTJz8s/TmkaSVNMmRI/AAAAAAAAB8k/DKdyULpspWU/s400/powell1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650076109745461522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even took little Reagan out on the tube! She liked it for&lt;br /&gt;a minute, then she just wanted to hang her feet over the&lt;br /&gt;edge so she could be in the water.  {hehe}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnDlU_ZRPME/TmkaSCSsy9I/AAAAAAAAB8c/6G_7ECLjIF0/s1600/powell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnDlU_ZRPME/TmkaSCSsy9I/AAAAAAAAB8c/6G_7ECLjIF0/s400/powell2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650076104668269522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two were so funny! They were watching the lizards&lt;br /&gt;on the rocks with Papa. They loved the lizards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVoisur22HA/TmkaRjyjDZI/AAAAAAAAB8U/OVYfeL6KBTI/s1600/powell3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVoisur22HA/TmkaRjyjDZI/AAAAAAAAB8U/OVYfeL6KBTI/s400/powell3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650076096480349586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2f5zVq2M-4/TmkR9L1_KPI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LlEIS5WuZ8E/s1600/powell4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2f5zVq2M-4/TmkR9L1_KPI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LlEIS5WuZ8E/s400/powell4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650066950361917682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Reagan hanging out on the boat! Relaxing in the shade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxYVCTE0yDk/TmkR8xTShII/AAAAAAAAB8E/l4J_bxJjdG0/s1600/powell5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxYVCTE0yDk/TmkR8xTShII/AAAAAAAAB8E/l4J_bxJjdG0/s400/powell5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650066943237063810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley also LOVED the sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ8MCQR7srM/TmkR8uSnTKI/AAAAAAAAB78/zKBv-WE9ZC8/s1600/powell6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ8MCQR7srM/TmkR8uSnTKI/AAAAAAAAB78/zKBv-WE9ZC8/s400/powell6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650066942428925090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagy taking her little cat nap under the shade tent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPvtn0a5S24/TmkFerogpkI/AAAAAAAAB70/-WmNpe0f0bE/s1600/powell7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPvtn0a5S24/TmkFerogpkI/AAAAAAAAB70/-WmNpe0f0bE/s400/powell7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650053232179848770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZwDmQR_2ro/TmkFeWIDWSI/AAAAAAAAB7s/OsvNqda0gyE/s1600/powell8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZwDmQR_2ro/TmkFeWIDWSI/AAAAAAAAB7s/OsvNqda0gyE/s400/powell8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650053226406566178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to do it! I had to get pictures of the girls with&lt;br /&gt;their names in the sand! Bentley was so interested&lt;br /&gt;in her name it was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dJRLB9Kvxs/TmkFeFZZqGI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jg0QNQZYFKU/s1600/powell9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dJRLB9Kvxs/TmkFeFZZqGI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jg0QNQZYFKU/s400/powell9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650053221915928674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Reagy Bug posing by her name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GU4IQWP5XB0/TmkD72gP0VI/AAAAAAAAB7c/ADO3AIlutJw/s1600/powell10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GU4IQWP5XB0/TmkD72gP0VI/AAAAAAAAB7c/ADO3AIlutJw/s400/powell10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051534290932050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley talked daddy into making a sand castle with her!&lt;br /&gt;What a good daddy! They made a huge castle. I wish&lt;br /&gt;I would have gotten a picture before they&lt;br /&gt;wrecked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mvhlgv8r3U/TmkD7trzOcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/cTN9qVIIcyU/s1600/powell11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mvhlgv8r3U/TmkD7trzOcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/cTN9qVIIcyU/s400/powell11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051531923470786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my little Reagy just wanted to EAT the sand! Seriously&lt;br /&gt;she was ALWAYS trying to eat the sand! When she did&lt;br /&gt;get a taste of the sand she then made the funniest most&lt;br /&gt;disgusted look!~but she still kept doing it! Funny girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeNdH6MsLVk/TmkD7QNWooI/AAAAAAAAB7M/Ae9WTk5Ltac/s1600/powell12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeNdH6MsLVk/TmkD7QNWooI/AAAAAAAAB7M/Ae9WTk5Ltac/s400/powell12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650051524011139714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This says it all! They LOVED their time in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7b8CtAXCAI/TmkC-1-CJ-I/AAAAAAAAB7E/dd-_l1KG0-o/s1600/powell13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7b8CtAXCAI/TmkC-1-CJ-I/AAAAAAAAB7E/dd-_l1KG0-o/s400/powell13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650050486175410146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could hardly get Bentley out of the water! She&lt;br /&gt;was a little fishy! Im so glad she was so&lt;br /&gt;confident and happy in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-leFOkmJm2a8/TmkC-m4KenI/AAAAAAAAB68/vx9_efYrTZM/s1600/powell14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-leFOkmJm2a8/TmkC-m4KenI/AAAAAAAAB68/vx9_efYrTZM/s400/powell14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650050482124257906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVEMih8pgdU/TmkC-bGF6XI/AAAAAAAAB60/y2EqJFZpY-U/s1600/powell15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVEMih8pgdU/TmkC-bGF6XI/AAAAAAAAB60/y2EqJFZpY-U/s400/powell15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650050478961453426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we just cruised on the lake and went to Rainbow Bridge. I forgot how&lt;br /&gt;beautiful the lake and the rocks are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhFXTDWFk8o/TmkB7rzt9wI/AAAAAAAAB6s/voQvAhjkdiw/s1600/powell16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhFXTDWFk8o/TmkB7rzt9wI/AAAAAAAAB6s/voQvAhjkdiw/s400/powell16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650049332396553986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take this picture! This is totally how Bentley walk/runs when&lt;br /&gt;she is on a mission! ~haha~ I love the fists, the head down, she&lt;br /&gt;is on a mission and don't mess with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bIF3pzyoBw/TmkB7YHxANI/AAAAAAAAB6k/u2mTVjrwdto/s1600/powell17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bIF3pzyoBw/TmkB7YHxANI/AAAAAAAAB6k/u2mTVjrwdto/s400/powell17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650049327111930066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a dinosaur track up at the top of the trail and Bentley&lt;br /&gt;would not stop talking about it! She was so intrigued by&lt;br /&gt;the dinosaur tracks. In fact we had to keep looking for&lt;br /&gt;tracks all the way down the hill and I think we may have found&lt;br /&gt;a few ~wink, wink~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSJ70YP4ue0/TmkB69scmXI/AAAAAAAAB6c/sX1dSzF6Vvg/s1600/powell18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSJ70YP4ue0/TmkB69scmXI/AAAAAAAAB6c/sX1dSzF6Vvg/s400/powell18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650049320018024818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew! We had such a great time with my parents and Britt and Josh and&lt;br /&gt;all the kids! I can't wait to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYNXupPMEEM/TmkA_RYnv-I/AAAAAAAAB6U/j54knpRU5DI/s1600/powell19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYNXupPMEEM/TmkA_RYnv-I/AAAAAAAAB6U/j54knpRU5DI/s400/powell19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650048294511427554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that my 11 month old would be so obsessed with ICE!&lt;br /&gt;She loved the stuff! So I let her eat all the ice that she wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IR-gJkJdaw/TmkA_IrZesI/AAAAAAAAB6M/lURtk2G_lm4/s1600/powell20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IR-gJkJdaw/TmkA_IrZesI/AAAAAAAAB6M/lURtk2G_lm4/s400/powell20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650048292174265026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this picture of Reagan! Look at that face :) She loved&lt;br /&gt;the boat, and the licorice that is all over her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar3QrlVYNDw/TmkA-1ME57I/AAAAAAAAB6E/GV4PshSOqFM/s1600/powell21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar3QrlVYNDw/TmkA-1ME57I/AAAAAAAAB6E/GV4PshSOqFM/s400/powell21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650048286942619570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the time we got to spend together! I love our family&lt;br /&gt;vacations! Thanks everyone for making it such a great time&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for all the amazing memories!!!! And thank you to&lt;br /&gt;my cute kiddos and my great hubby who I had an amazing time with!&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/3138521002252753456-686842548370406162?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/686842548370406162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=686842548370406162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/686842548370406162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/686842548370406162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/09/lake-powell.html' title='Lake Powell'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-zL8xu2Fm73M/TmkaS578-KI/AAAAAAAAB8s/OxXvniw4Qfs/s72-c/powell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4798031846037454628</id><published>2011-08-30T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:19:29.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bentley....today was the worst day!! We were grocery shopping at Wal-mart today with Mimi, Britt and all the kids. I thought you were with them and they thought you were with me but you had wandered off!!! I had just had the talk with you about staying close to me so you dont get lost seriously 10 min earlier in the toy isle! And what do you know! You got lost today! I was seriously sick! I had to go to the front of the store and they called a code 'Adam' or whatever it is. I was crying and had the sickest feeling in my stomach! Luckily you weren't lost for very long, a employee found you and brought you to the front of the store to me! Man was I glad to see you! You kept telling me "I couldn't find you, I couldn't find you!" Oh gosh seriously don't ever do that to me again ok :) I really NEVER want to have that feeling again! I don't know what I would do without my girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4798031846037454628?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4798031846037454628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4798031846037454628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4798031846037454628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4798031846037454628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/bentley.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1749113082128666308</id><published>2011-08-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:13:24.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bentley's prayer the other night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear heabenly father and jesus christ bless my daddy be safe, my momma be safe, my mimi be safe, my papa be safe. My mimi and papa that I love them. and my reagy be safe and my daddy be safe. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...love it. I had to giggle a little because every prayer is the same. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-1749113082128666308?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1749113082128666308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1749113082128666308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1749113082128666308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1749113082128666308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/bentleys-prayer-other-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-3802193055753311268</id><published>2011-08-23T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:33:00.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our girls....&lt;br /&gt;Playing so nicely at the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHOLFvWq6U8/TlHACdwXmNI/AAAAAAAAB58/sl-tV5LYtbc/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHOLFvWq6U8/TlHACdwXmNI/AAAAAAAAB58/sl-tV5LYtbc/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643502956651714770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really????&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she can climb her way out&lt;br /&gt;and stand on anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbEy0qkpRYM/TlHACbfKBDI/AAAAAAAAB50/0EfvGeRkSnQ/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.1jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbEy0qkpRYM/TlHACbfKBDI/AAAAAAAAB50/0EfvGeRkSnQ/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.1jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643502956042650674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-3802193055753311268?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3802193055753311268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3802193055753311268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3802193055753311268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3802193055753311268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-IHOLFvWq6U8/TlHACdwXmNI/AAAAAAAAB58/sl-tV5LYtbc/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1450499340594720272</id><published>2011-08-22T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T07:04:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mofz1Dg6LA/TlG5VRSPc-I/AAAAAAAAB5s/eYmj3NqetUc/s1600/10%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mofz1Dg6LA/TlG5VRSPc-I/AAAAAAAAB5s/eYmj3NqetUc/s400/10%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643495583140246498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I can hardly believe she is 10 months old!&lt;br /&gt;Man, where did time go?? Seriously!!! The&lt;br /&gt;more I try to cherish every moment, the&lt;br /&gt;faster life goes! SLOW down already :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl is just the most beautiful thing to&lt;br /&gt;me! She has the most stunning big blue eyes and&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest smile! She just captivates anyone&lt;br /&gt;she comes in contact with! Everyone is&lt;br /&gt;just in love with this little thing, including&lt;br /&gt;her momma and daddy! Oh and her&lt;br /&gt;big sis! Bentley LOVES you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You are standing ALL by yourself! And you&lt;br /&gt;are the fastest crawler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You can crawl up the stairs, not down yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You love to play with Sis in the dog kennel at&lt;br /&gt;the top of the stairs! You two think&lt;br /&gt;its the funniest thing to crawl in and&lt;br /&gt;out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You have the loudest little voice! And it&lt;br /&gt;seems like "momma" is all you like&lt;br /&gt;to scream these days :)&lt;br /&gt;....and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You LOVE to be held! And you are&lt;br /&gt;the best cuddler! You are my&lt;br /&gt;little cuddle monkey and I&lt;br /&gt;love every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You sleep 11-13 hours at night! YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;some days you sleep in until 10!!&lt;br /&gt;Keep that up my sweet angel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You love food! You will pretty much eat&lt;br /&gt;anything we give you. You love to&lt;br /&gt;be a big girl and drink your&lt;br /&gt;juice out of a sippy cup&lt;br /&gt;like your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Mimi and Britt weighed you the other&lt;br /&gt;day and you are a whopping 18 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;I just love your little rolls and&lt;br /&gt;your chubby cheeks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You love to play! You love the&lt;br /&gt;water and you love to tag along&lt;br /&gt;and play with the big kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You have discovered the doggy door&lt;br /&gt;and will crawl outside occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You have also discovered the toilet! And&lt;br /&gt;yes you like to splash in it! The other day I found&lt;br /&gt;you eating toilet paper out of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;I just pray  that Bentley had thrown&lt;br /&gt;it in there and there wasn't any pee in&lt;br /&gt;it! That's what I"m going with. So needless to&lt;br /&gt;say, you got quite the clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Reagan, My little Angel how I love you&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO much! You are just the best&lt;br /&gt;little thing to have around the house!&lt;br /&gt;You are the sweetest little thing, but you&lt;br /&gt;definitely know what you want and&lt;br /&gt;know how to get it and I love that about you!&lt;br /&gt;I just love your little&lt;br /&gt;personality. I love every second of every&lt;br /&gt;day that I get to spend with you! I love&lt;br /&gt;you so much and love watching you learn&lt;br /&gt;all the new things you are doing! I&lt;br /&gt;love that you are mommies girl...&lt;br /&gt;please stay that way! I hope that you&lt;br /&gt;me, and Bentley will have the kind&lt;br /&gt;of relationship that I have with my mom!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-1450499340594720272?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1450499340594720272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1450499340594720272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1450499340594720272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1450499340594720272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-months.html' title='10 months!!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-7Mofz1Dg6LA/TlG5VRSPc-I/AAAAAAAAB5s/eYmj3NqetUc/s72-c/10%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3951828060941425610</id><published>2011-08-21T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:37:36.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouth of Bentley....</title><content type='html'>"Mom can you go back to work so I can go back to Mimi's house and play? Peeeeeez?"&lt;br /&gt;....after being at my parents for about a week while Chad and I were both working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-3951828060941425610?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3951828060941425610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3951828060941425610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3951828060941425610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3951828060941425610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/out-of-mouth-of-bentley.html' title='Out of the mouth of Bentley....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-7261601025669314030</id><published>2011-08-21T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:03:28.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I completed my goal! I told myself&lt;br /&gt;that I would do a 5k this year&lt;br /&gt;and I did it!&lt;br /&gt;I am not a runner, have never&lt;br /&gt;been a runner and in fact don't&lt;br /&gt;really enjoy it, but I am&lt;br /&gt;liking it more and more!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Britt who did it with me&lt;br /&gt;and literally pushed me through&lt;br /&gt;the finish line (Thanks for that)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McgKdQcYuYo/TlG14XA3k6I/AAAAAAAAB5k/jVzA_Ok1ftw/s1600/5k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McgKdQcYuYo/TlG14XA3k6I/AAAAAAAAB5k/jVzA_Ok1ftw/s400/5k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643491787926901666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished in 30 minutes and did 3.2 miles! I know all&lt;br /&gt;you runners out there that's not&lt;br /&gt;fantastic, but for me it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;So I am very proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0AQehb7Vtw/TlG14MohJQI/AAAAAAAAB5c/e5Zf6muF-Yc/s1600/5k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0AQehb7Vtw/TlG14MohJQI/AAAAAAAAB5c/e5Zf6muF-Yc/s400/5k1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643491785140413698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my cute dad who came along&lt;br /&gt;and cheered us on! And thanks&lt;br /&gt;to my mom for watching my&lt;br /&gt;girls so I could do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_82w9QRDB-c/TlG13g5_sOI/AAAAAAAAB5U/OPD2Sq7NvS8/s1600/5k2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_82w9QRDB-c/TlG13g5_sOI/AAAAAAAAB5U/OPD2Sq7NvS8/s400/5k2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643491773402558690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my next goal will be a 10k...we'll see :)&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-7261601025669314030?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7261601025669314030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7261601025669314030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7261601025669314030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7261601025669314030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/5k.html' title='5k'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-McgKdQcYuYo/TlG14XA3k6I/AAAAAAAAB5k/jVzA_Ok1ftw/s72-c/5k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4277987886466110835</id><published>2011-08-21T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:42:45.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spanish Fork Fiesta Days!&lt;br /&gt;I just love this time of year! This year&lt;br /&gt;we went with Britt, Josh and the kids&lt;br /&gt;to the Carnival on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Chad was working so he didn't&lt;br /&gt;get to play with us this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so funny! They wanted to&lt;br /&gt;do every ride! And this year Bent&lt;br /&gt;and JJ were so into the little&lt;br /&gt;rollercoasters. They were cracking us up!&lt;br /&gt;Their little heads just&lt;br /&gt;whipping around everywhere and them&lt;br /&gt;giggling to each other and&lt;br /&gt;waving to their mommies! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sX2FGmR_zB0/TlGwMeCEq0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/f8u-4vBlUnk/s1600/fiesta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sX2FGmR_zB0/TlGwMeCEq0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/f8u-4vBlUnk/s400/fiesta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643485536338619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Glk0iQhhPbQ/TlGwMLC9c9I/AAAAAAAAB5E/KYtBgXIumto/s1600/fiesta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Glk0iQhhPbQ/TlGwMLC9c9I/AAAAAAAAB5E/KYtBgXIumto/s400/fiesta1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643485531242066898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan hung out with momma on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;If she had it her way, she would have&lt;br /&gt;gone on the rides too! Next year sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCxMVhjNeM/TlGutOtTs_I/AAAAAAAAB48/sjhDpsiUIwo/s1600/fiesta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCxMVhjNeM/TlGutOtTs_I/AAAAAAAAB48/sjhDpsiUIwo/s400/fiesta2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643483900137419762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uOFUWWLObpI/TlGus1748zI/AAAAAAAAB40/Fxmv6AHp6YI/s1600/fiesta3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uOFUWWLObpI/TlGus1748zI/AAAAAAAAB40/Fxmv6AHp6YI/s400/fiesta3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643483893487694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we did a little shopping at the booths, and&lt;br /&gt;the kids got 'glitter tattoo's'. And yes&lt;br /&gt;Miss Bentley picked out that&lt;br /&gt;one all by herself...that doesn't scream&lt;br /&gt;"PRINCESS" at all does it :)&lt;br /&gt;This tattoo seriously lasted 2 weeks until&lt;br /&gt;I finally scrubbed it off with alcohol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday we did the parade and Bentley and&lt;br /&gt;I went to the rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;This was Reagan's first parade and&lt;br /&gt;she loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fS_SoglYKTE/TlGusq9JSVI/AAAAAAAAB4s/XcrdvwSrDYg/s1600/fiesta4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fS_SoglYKTE/TlGusq9JSVI/AAAAAAAAB4s/XcrdvwSrDYg/s400/fiesta4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643483890540169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She especially loved being mauled by big sister :)&lt;br /&gt;I just love watching these&lt;br /&gt;two together! So precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-iLO4VWs40/TlGtKgfU8vI/AAAAAAAAB4k/oyfm5pvabbc/s1600/fiesta5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-iLO4VWs40/TlGtKgfU8vI/AAAAAAAAB4k/oyfm5pvabbc/s400/fiesta5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643482204103570162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yy5xxCe4_d4/TlGtKX_fF-I/AAAAAAAAB4c/C0zBocXPzu4/s1600/fiesta6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yy5xxCe4_d4/TlGtKX_fF-I/AAAAAAAAB4c/C0zBocXPzu4/s400/fiesta6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643482201822533602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RFnBWmUY6o/TlGtKGIHVqI/AAAAAAAAB4U/QhZ9r3hs8kg/s1600/fiesta7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RFnBWmUY6o/TlGtKGIHVqI/AAAAAAAAB4U/QhZ9r3hs8kg/s400/fiesta7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643482197026887330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3a1FSxutd0/TlGppfmjOfI/AAAAAAAAB4M/peA_-_OERyA/s1600/fiesta8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3a1FSxutd0/TlGppfmjOfI/AAAAAAAAB4M/peA_-_OERyA/s400/fiesta8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643478338394864114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley, I don't know what her deal was&lt;br /&gt;at the parade this year, she loved&lt;br /&gt;it but wasn't as excited as the past years.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because they didn't&lt;br /&gt;throw candy like they have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Mimi&lt;br /&gt;came prepared and threw candy&lt;br /&gt;to her grandkids :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Adp_2Y44EHg/TlGppJnJigI/AAAAAAAAB4E/KGVDVTTRoQY/s1600/fiesta9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Adp_2Y44EHg/TlGppJnJigI/AAAAAAAAB4E/KGVDVTTRoQY/s400/fiesta9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643478332491794946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade it was off to Mimi and Papa's for&lt;br /&gt;BBQ and pool time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sieBv0_VjXc/TlGpo2H7JRI/AAAAAAAAB38/RsVluz_r2jI/s1600/fiesta10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sieBv0_VjXc/TlGpo2H7JRI/AAAAAAAAB38/RsVluz_r2jI/s400/fiesta10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643478327260554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I took this little cowgirl to the rodeo! Notice&lt;br /&gt;the cowgirl boots we had to&lt;br /&gt;buy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rodeo was fun and she really&lt;br /&gt;liked it, but we did get rained on&lt;br /&gt;and had to leave the stands for&lt;br /&gt;about 30 minutes until it wasn't&lt;br /&gt;tornado weather...and I'm sort&lt;br /&gt;of serious about the tornado&lt;br /&gt;weather. It was pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;But we still had fun and she loved&lt;br /&gt;seeing the horses and cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7gpTz-s4_0/TlGpobdxMJI/AAAAAAAAB30/8KboOcuRsnM/s1600/fiesta11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7gpTz-s4_0/TlGpobdxMJI/AAAAAAAAB30/8KboOcuRsnM/s400/fiesta11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643478320104419474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4277987886466110835?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4277987886466110835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4277987886466110835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4277987886466110835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4277987886466110835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/08/fiesta-days.html' title='Fiesta Days!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-sX2FGmR_zB0/TlGwMeCEq0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/f8u-4vBlUnk/s72-c/fiesta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6774615425952571998</id><published>2011-07-19T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T19:22:22.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the girls</title><content type='html'>Bentley....&lt;br /&gt;So Chad left for work last week, while laying in bed after talking to Chad on the phone Bentley leans into me with the saddest look on her face and says, "I not happy mom" so I said "Really, why are you not happy" giggling inside. "I miss my daddy so much! I just yove him!" Oh melt my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan....&lt;br /&gt;I just love how the minute I walk in the door from work she gets so excited to see me and has to crawl into my arms! She just snuggles me and lays her head on my shoulder until its her bedtime! Oh how I love it! Also the other day she started crawling up mimi's stairs! Yes, she made it up 3 stairs chasing after me! Isn't she too young for that! Oh man, and my mom told me she stood for the first time the other day! Growing up way too fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-6774615425952571998?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6774615425952571998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6774615425952571998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6774615425952571998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6774615425952571998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls.html' title='the girls'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-6271449494291892310</id><published>2011-07-14T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:27:00.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RvC8siZT6s/Thu_mMfDAGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/2VpBKpyGhUM/s1600/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RvC8siZT6s/Thu_mMfDAGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/2VpBKpyGhUM/s400/sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302822236946530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQFirflpByE/Thu_lxcWYWI/AAAAAAAAB0I/Qy_xX1CDciE/s1600/sun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQFirflpByE/Thu_lxcWYWI/AAAAAAAAB0I/Qy_xX1CDciE/s400/sun1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302814977876322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzUBRzjfPa0/Thu_ldt_JfI/AAAAAAAAB0A/93kQT6ej2X4/s1600/sun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzUBRzjfPa0/Thu_ldt_JfI/AAAAAAAAB0A/93kQT6ej2X4/s400/sun2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302809683142130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you can't guess what we have been doing all summer?? That's right, we are pool junkies! I love it, the girls love it, so we are all happy! Oh how I love the summer!&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/3138521002252753456-6271449494291892310?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6271449494291892310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6271449494291892310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6271449494291892310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6271449494291892310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-7RvC8siZT6s/Thu_mMfDAGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/2VpBKpyGhUM/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5513964892507520595</id><published>2011-07-12T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:44:31.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan 9 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qswr9EPy5c/ThzOXm-5AHI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DMGJBL6DBSU/s1600/reaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600539302920306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qswr9EPy5c/ThzOXm-5AHI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DMGJBL6DBSU/s400/reaga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PnXljzExiA/ThzOXEgrlcI/AAAAAAAAB3k/_n8RxruCDS4/s1600/reaga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600530049406402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PnXljzExiA/ThzOXEgrlcI/AAAAAAAAB3k/_n8RxruCDS4/s400/reaga1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7afeWthuNNw/ThzOWt5ygSI/AAAAAAAAB3c/vo6TC6vMyQY/s1600/reaga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600523980701986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7afeWthuNNw/ThzOWt5ygSI/AAAAAAAAB3c/vo6TC6vMyQY/s400/reaga2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7Ahv93iMZw/ThzOEYgT2yI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/y8axia2S0R4/s1600/reaga3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600208999045922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7Ahv93iMZw/ThzOEYgT2yI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/y8axia2S0R4/s400/reaga3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuQlMks9zSY/ThzOD14WJHI/AAAAAAAAB3I/QbBvm8eYssI/s1600/reaga4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600199704618098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuQlMks9zSY/ThzOD14WJHI/AAAAAAAAB3I/QbBvm8eYssI/s400/reaga4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81g-LUiOEkU/ThzODtG_YvI/AAAAAAAAB3A/T6QSlEZFgdg/s1600/reaga7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600197350122226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81g-LUiOEkU/ThzODtG_YvI/AAAAAAAAB3A/T6QSlEZFgdg/s400/reaga7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9 months ALREADY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reagy you are such a happy baby! Recently &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you broke 4 teeth on top, to make a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;total of 6 teeth!! You poor thing, sore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mouth, but you have been such a good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girl considering! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have the most beautiful big blue eyes, the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;contagious laugh and the biggest open mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love your little voice! Dad and I joke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you sound like a little grimlin because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have the deepest voice and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love to growl and jabber and it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a mover! You crawl everywhere! And &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are FAST! You pull yourself up to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything and love to walk along the furniture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just waiting for you to let go and walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You love to play patty cake and sing! You love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to see yourself and Bentley in pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You get so excited when you see the pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just giggle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You love food and you are a great eater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will pretty much eat anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can get your hands on! You love to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feed yourself though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a mommy's girl!!! Seriously you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have to be next to me ALL the time! I can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;put you down half the time or you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have a complete MELTDOWN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Majority of the time I have to do my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;housework with you attached to my hip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I leave the room, you instantly start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bawling! If I am in the room, you have to have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your hand on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I do love holding and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuddling you so I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am enjoying every minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of it! I love that you are my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;little buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You love your big sis! You two are so funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to watch! She always gets you to smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and laugh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are constantly putting everything in your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mouth, as you can see in your pictures! Those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;captured my Reagy! Loves to put&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anything and everything in the mouth! We &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have to watch you so close these days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Reagan, how we love you! You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just make me smile so much! You are the joy of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our house! We are so lucky to have you! You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are such a good little girl and I can't imagine life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without you! I can't get enough of you! We love you so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;much Reagy boo! I wish I could freeze time because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love the stage you are in right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-5513964892507520595?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5513964892507520595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5513964892507520595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5513964892507520595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5513964892507520595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/reagan-9-months.html' title='Reagan 9 months!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-3qswr9EPy5c/ThzOXm-5AHI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DMGJBL6DBSU/s72-c/reaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8070866333027988960</id><published>2011-07-12T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:23:06.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right my Bentley is 3!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man has time flown by! She is the funnest little thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bentley, you are my little buddy and I just love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day while taking a nap, you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leaned over grabbed my face and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I yove you so much mom!, I'm so glad your here"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh talk about melt my heart, and you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;melt my heart on a daily basis! You are so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fun and such a little talker!&lt;br /&gt;I love how I can carry on a little conversation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with you! And the looks you give me...oh I just love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;them! You are such a little diva and drama queen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at the same time so tender and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet!&lt;br /&gt;You love your little sister so much and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just love watching the two of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;together! You two just stare at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each other and laugh! You always know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how to make her laugh and it is the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cutest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You love to go swimming, play with your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends...esp JJ and bailey, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anytime you meet a new kid you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to remind me that they are your "new friends mom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You LOVE to sing lately! 'twinkle liddle dar" is your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;favorite lately, or any song that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you make up, oh and Happy Birthday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the biggest cuddler!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anytime you take a nap or go to bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"you want to cuddle me mom", and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't resist so I cuddle you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pretend that you need to go to sleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but deep down I love that you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need to cuddle me! Daddy reminds me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that one day you wont want to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuddle, so we need to take advantage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of it while we can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-356K8k-ghxs/ThzNv9DaBQI/AAAAAAAAB24/kqC_kjTD_is/s1600/bent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628599858032674050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-356K8k-ghxs/ThzNv9DaBQI/AAAAAAAAB24/kqC_kjTD_is/s400/bent2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TABVB4oQkHE/ThzNvXMRrJI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Az1kFGxaQUc/s1600/bent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628599847869328530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TABVB4oQkHE/ThzNvXMRrJI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Az1kFGxaQUc/s400/bent1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbx8tIcbxQM/ThzNu_7kpuI/AAAAAAAAB2o/VNXdF-uqTrI/s1600/bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628599841625253602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbx8tIcbxQM/ThzNu_7kpuI/AAAAAAAAB2o/VNXdF-uqTrI/s400/bent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Bentley,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My little angel, I can't believe you are 3 years already! I swear you were just my little baby! Everyday I tell you what a big girl you are, and you have to correct me and tell me you are not a big girl, you are still little! I just want you to stay little forever so I can protect my precious little girl :) I know that can't happen, but I know you will be such an amazing woman! Until that day, I love that you are my best buddy! I just love you to pieces and love spending all my time with you girls! You are so smart and I love watching you learn and grow! Each day you surprise me with new things and questions that you ask us! Bentley, we love you with all our heart and you fill our days with so much joy! Happy Birthday monkey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love your mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8070866333027988960?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8070866333027988960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8070866333027988960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8070866333027988960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8070866333027988960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-years-old.html' title='3 years old!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-356K8k-ghxs/ThzNv9DaBQI/AAAAAAAAB24/kqC_kjTD_is/s72-c/bent2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7293913894634070379</id><published>2011-07-11T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:16:47.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ww4vOuF99bc/ThvKga90fII/AAAAAAAAB2g/DvUK5BmW3hg/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiagI5JqZBQ/ThvEJ1psIHI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vMRUVfGGiEs/s400/girls12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307832629370994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GR5JjzP36w/ThvEJlLBa4I/AAAAAAAAB04/PTzai6h-lMo/s1600/girls13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GR5JjzP36w/ThvEJlLBa4I/AAAAAAAAB04/PTzai6h-lMo/s400/girls13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307828205775746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfe_IPtdJZg/ThvA5NFlQBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/0yRqUYedvWw/s1600/girls14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfe_IPtdJZg/ThvA5NFlQBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/0yRqUYedvWw/s400/girls14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304248327716882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-4cD2krJOI/ThvA42uOLBI/AAAAAAAAB0o/prgkgsVhxfg/s1600/girls15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-4cD2krJOI/ThvA42uOLBI/AAAAAAAAB0o/prgkgsVhxfg/s400/girls15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304242324155410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpbHGlUlQT8/ThvA4ttMmII/AAAAAAAAB0g/KyF6L2vQg4g/s1600/girls16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpbHGlUlQT8/ThvA4ttMmII/AAAAAAAAB0g/KyF6L2vQg4g/s400/girls16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304239903938690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB6FXpyJGxY/ThvA4caTJ2I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/8U5OcmOKzwo/s1600/girls17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB6FXpyJGxY/ThvA4caTJ2I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/8U5OcmOKzwo/s400/girls17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304235261273954" 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/3138521002252753456-7293913894634070379?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7293913894634070379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7293913894634070379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7293913894634070379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7293913894634070379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-girls.html' title='Our Girls!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-ww4vOuF99bc/ThvKga90fII/AAAAAAAAB2g/DvUK5BmW3hg/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8029789496583530903</id><published>2011-07-11T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:27:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited Arizona the end of June. We went down for a wedding, but visited with family and friends instead. Chad drove down from work, so the girls and I had our first airplane ride by ourselves. And they did AMAZING! I should have known they would do great, they always do. But when you are by yourself you always worry a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UI443RWqtbc/Thu7C30rxmI/AAAAAAAABzg/RnkA8BS0hUU/s1600/arizona5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UI443RWqtbc/Thu7C30rxmI/AAAAAAAABzg/RnkA8BS0hUU/s400/arizona5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628297817348621922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did some swimming, ok LOTS of swimming! But it was all the girls wanted to, so I couldn't say no especially when it was 114 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkCfP9SoGFQ/Thu7Cr-NgwI/AAAAAAAABzY/JnBZHtBxFgM/s1600/arizona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkCfP9SoGFQ/Thu7Cr-NgwI/AAAAAAAABzY/JnBZHtBxFgM/s400/arizona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628297814167356162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a birthday party with his family for Bentley and Chad on the 24th. Grandma Harper made such yummy cakes for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T48KNcKQMmk/Thu7CLHXiFI/AAAAAAAABzQ/-za_Fue4iJo/s1600/arizona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T48KNcKQMmk/Thu7CLHXiFI/AAAAAAAABzQ/-za_Fue4iJo/s400/arizona1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628297805347391570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a pool party at his friends house with our friends and their kids! Can you tell that Bentley LOVES her birthday and LOVES being sang to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6p1P8vrYfNw/Thu7B0XIcOI/AAAAAAAABzI/urVNsBbSxSo/s1600/arizona6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6p1P8vrYfNw/Thu7B0XIcOI/AAAAAAAABzI/urVNsBbSxSo/s400/arizona6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628297799239495906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their birthday we took her to see Cars 2 and it was sold out twice! Poor thing wasn't disapointed about not seeing the movie, she was upset about not getting her popcorn! Since it was her birthday, and her and I love popcorn, I had to get it for her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KChGwW1beds/Thu-pN0bKQI/AAAAAAAABz4/2GJ59_2Jebk/s1600/arizona4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KChGwW1beds/Thu-pN0bKQI/AAAAAAAABz4/2GJ59_2Jebk/s400/arizona4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628301774623025410" 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/3138521002252753456-8029789496583530903?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8029789496583530903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8029789496583530903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8029789496583530903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8029789496583530903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/arizona.html' title='Arizona'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-UI443RWqtbc/Thu7C30rxmI/AAAAAAAABzg/RnkA8BS0hUU/s72-c/arizona5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4635835649496591560</id><published>2011-07-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T19:49:38.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Bentley stories....</title><content type='html'>"Mom this goes up your butt?" as she pulls out a tampon.....yep, gotta love 3 year olds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4635835649496591560?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4635835649496591560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4635835649496591560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4635835649496591560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4635835649496591560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-bentley-stories.html' title='More Bentley stories....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-4053044283456827541</id><published>2011-06-21T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:08:19.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day I took the girls to the zoo. On the way up there I have to admit I was driving a little fast, but I didn't think Bentley even noticed. Well, I was wrong! "Mom you need to drive careful!" she told me. I told her I was, then she proceeded to tell me "Mom you need to put on your seat belt!!" (which I already had on), when I told her it was already on she said "Ok, well drive careful please!" HAHA silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other night we had gone to bed. I had to get up and check on Reagan. The second I got out of bed she said "MOM! Get back in bed, right now! 1...2...3". Guess I must say that to her a lot lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Reagan is such a fun little girl! She is 8 1/2 months old and is crawling like crazy, but now she pulls herself up to EVERYTHING and the other day she even walked a short way around the couch! Oh man, she is growing up way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been teething for the past 3 months I swear! Finally, her 3rd tooth popped through on top, but her gums are still SO swollen so I'm sure a couple more are on their way! Poor thing I just feel so bad for her. Luckily for as bad as her gums look she actually hasn't been too bad of a teether, besides the fact she still wakes up 1-2 times a night, but Im sure its because her teeth hurt her. Hopefully these teeth come through faster for her sake! But despite all that she is still the happiest little thing with the biggest smile! Oh I just love her guts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4053044283456827541?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4053044283456827541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4053044283456827541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4053044283456827541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4053044283456827541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/06/other-day-i-took-girls-to-zoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-1935235644632332556</id><published>2011-06-08T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:02:00.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week in review</title><content type='html'>Man I have been such a slacker lately! Chad has been super busy at work! He has gotten 60 hours of flight time in the last month! I think he is really enjoying his new job so that makes me really happy. He still isn't used to the drive, but does it ever get easy?? Bent is just finishing up her recovery of surgery and is now back to her happy self, now just need to fine tune some of her attitude adjustments that she made while under the weather. Little Reagan is such a happy little thing! I wish I could say she is sleeping through the night, however she has found and is now in love with her binki!!! Yes she takes it at night and occasionally finds it through the day, but isn't obsessed with it! So it takes the replacement of 1 bottle at night! THANK YOU binki! She pulls herself up to everything! And is breaking another tooth or 3...we'll see it seems like her whole mouth is swollen. Poor thing. And me...well Saturday I went to the ER with horrible abdominal pain and 6 hours later, doped up on some great pain meds we finally found out I had an ovarian cyst and I'm pretty sure 2 days earlier another one ruptured cause I was in pain that day too. The ultrasound said I had free fluid and a cyst on my ovary. That sucked! Thank you to pain medication is all I have to say! I also had many labs drawn, 3 liters of fluid because my blood pressure kept dropping and a fever that I had for 3 days! So my weekend sucked. And all this while my hubby was off at work. Just my luck. Wish he was here, but he couldn't have done much. Thanks to my amazing mom and dad they were my hero's and took care of me and my kiddos. So here's to a better week! My hubby is home and my kids are healthy, so hopefully its a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-1935235644632332556?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1935235644632332556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1935235644632332556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1935235644632332556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1935235644632332556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-week-in-review.html' title='Last week in review'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-4296780716078005785</id><published>2011-06-07T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:01:17.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsillectomy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 26, 2011 Bentley had her tonsils and adenoids taken out! It was a much needed surgery. She snored so bad, was sick about 2/3 of winter, but most of all she would stop breathing at night because her tonsils were so big it would occlude her airway! I had some scary nights with this girl! Thankfully the Dr. told me right away that she needed them out. I was so torn, I wanted them out because I knew it would help so much but at the same time I felt so bad knowing I was putting her through a surgery! Well this girl was such a trooper and was amazing in the Dr. office. She never said no, or cried! She did everything he asked her to do and was happy the whole time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of surgery we were walking in and she said "Mom, my need to get my tonsils out huh!, BUT my don't want a shock..(shot) ok?" haha what a little angel! She packed her little overnight bag, took her favorite Ariel Blanket and her little buddy Violet. We had to be there at 6:45 in the morning and she was just the happiest little thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there for about a half hour before they took us back to a room. We signed some papers, talked with the Dr's and nurses...took this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VC6KSkAEsck/Te7T3yZ8UWI/AAAAAAAABzA/L3TE8-NeFlc/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VC6KSkAEsck/Te7T3yZ8UWI/AAAAAAAABzA/L3TE8-NeFlc/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615658740754436450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 min. later they gave her some happy juice (Versed) and in about 5 minutes she was out of it! She was so funny, rolling her eyes, giggling, trying to crawl out of the bed of our arms. Then they wheeled her out with her little buddy Violet. I cried a little I'm not going to lie! That was hard saying good bye to such a happy little girl. I had a little rough moment, thanks to Chad's shoulder to cry on I made it through :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LN75ge-J9IY/Te7T3ChKinI/AAAAAAAABy4/FxYIXpc4dR0/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LN75ge-J9IY/Te7T3ChKinI/AAAAAAAABy4/FxYIXpc4dR0/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615658727899826802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It literally took them 30 min! They wheeled her back at 8 am, Dr. Robbins came to talk to us at 8:20 and she was wheeled up to Pediatrics at 8:30! I was amazed! Needless to say, she was NOT a happy camper when she was coming out of anesthesia! She was so upset about her IV! Funny that that is what she was so mad about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10t2aZIjmRs/Te7T24l0J7I/AAAAAAAAByw/LMfWOWNyNdI/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10t2aZIjmRs/Te7T24l0J7I/AAAAAAAAByw/LMfWOWNyNdI/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615658725234976690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours later, she was a different child! Happy playing with her toys that the nurses gave to her. She even escaped her room (and yes, she had to push the iv pole by herself!) to go play with the toys in the toy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wynn-Jqx-VQ/Te7T2WLCErI/AAAAAAAAByo/_6WxxeNKBpA/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wynn-Jqx-VQ/Te7T2WLCErI/AAAAAAAAByo/_6WxxeNKBpA/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615658715995837106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did so well and was drinking that they let us go home that day and not stay the night!&lt;br /&gt;So we went home to start the recovery! First night, not so great! I pretty much didn't get much sleep between her and Reagan. So the next day I got better pain meds from the Dr.  Lets just say day 3-10 HELL!!!!!!!! She was such a grumpy girl! Nights were the worst cause her throat would dry out. Humidifier and Lortab helped, but it was still rough. Poor girl I felt bad for her, but lets say I am HAPPY that she is finally getting back to herself!&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/3138521002252753456-4296780716078005785?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4296780716078005785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4296780716078005785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4296780716078005785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4296780716078005785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/06/tonsillectomy.html' title='Tonsillectomy!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-VC6KSkAEsck/Te7T3yZ8UWI/AAAAAAAABzA/L3TE8-NeFlc/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4734016055642636464</id><published>2011-05-22T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:37:58.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lpMKi1LU28/TdmNroEbLJI/AAAAAAAAByc/uBsY2EXMf8M/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lpMKi1LU28/TdmNroEbLJI/AAAAAAAAByc/uBsY2EXMf8M/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609670591496531090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously 8 months??? Time has gone by SO fast! This was your first sucker! And as you can tell you loved it! I took it away because you were making a bit of a mess and you screamed your head off until daddy gave it back! Yes, we have our hands full with you. You are our little DIVA. You know what you want and don't stop until you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You love to be held!&lt;br /&gt;***You sleep through the night, occasionally. But not for daddy, you wake up the second I leave for work..whats that about sis!&lt;br /&gt;***You love food! You are an amazing eater, but you just started spitting things out unless you pick it up and feed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;***You only take your binki at night when falling asleep and wont take it any other time!&lt;br /&gt;***You adore your big sister! You two are so funny together.&lt;br /&gt;***I love your little giggle!&lt;br /&gt;***You have started to stand a little by yourself with the help of furniture&lt;br /&gt;***You love to give the cutest open mouth kisses!&lt;br /&gt;***You love to chew on my chin when you are tired, but now you bite me!&lt;br /&gt;***You are the sweetest little thing with the most gorgeous big blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan, you are such a joy to have around the house! We love you so much. You are such a good baby and I love that you are my little buddy! Please stay a baby :) ok, really I am excited to see what an amazing young lady you will be! HUGS and KISSES...momma&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/3138521002252753456-4734016055642636464?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4734016055642636464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4734016055642636464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4734016055642636464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4734016055642636464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-months.html' title='8 months'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-4lpMKi1LU28/TdmNroEbLJI/AAAAAAAAByc/uBsY2EXMf8M/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5261591139739140270</id><published>2011-05-22T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:26:20.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Yes it has come and gone again, but this year was a little different. We spent our anniversary apart. It was Chad's week on for work, so we are going to celebrate this next week! But I still have to make a little note to myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last 4 years have been absolutely AMAZING! Yes, we have our moments, but they are very few and far between and I love that we get along so well! Chad, you are my rock and I love you so much! I miss you like crazy when you are gone, but we will make it through this and it will only make us STRONGER! I love that you do what is needed for our family, even if it requires the huge sacrifice that you are making these days and being away every other week. THANK YOU for all you do for the kids and I. Words can not express how grateful I am for you and your hard work! I know that seven 12 hour days make for a long week, but we sure do love having you ALL to ourselves for the next 6! It really is nice to have you completely to myself while you are here so it really makes up for the time you are gone! I love that you are so good to me! I always know that I come first to you and that is an amazing feeling! Thank you for making me feel so loved and special! Here is to many, many more AMAZING years! I love you Chad with all my heart!!&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-5261591139739140270?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5261591139739140270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5261591139739140270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5261591139739140270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5261591139739140270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/05/4th-anniversary.html' title='4th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-3811948306808193187</id><published>2011-05-04T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T06:29:00.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buddies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWZo8Np3vr4/TcCsQO9ccFI/AAAAAAAAByU/dnMJTFl1byo/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWZo8Np3vr4/TcCsQO9ccFI/AAAAAAAAByU/dnMJTFl1byo/s400/girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667331342594130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gC5FkGcMsP8/TcCsPnpwW3I/AAAAAAAAByM/pz_O7GjHza0/s1600/girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gC5FkGcMsP8/TcCsPnpwW3I/AAAAAAAAByM/pz_O7GjHza0/s400/girls1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667320791030642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two just love each other. I asked Bent to hold her and this is what she gave me! Bentley just loves to play with Reagan, and Reagan just smiles and smiles at Bentley! They talk to each other ALL the time. I just love to hear these two together! I pray that you two always stay close! You will love having a sister you can play with, talk to and argue with OCCASIONALLY! I just hope you two have the same bond that Britt and I have! I just love having someone to share things with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwPV-qR0O84/TcCsPQ2agOI/AAAAAAAAByE/rZzkkYOH-4g/s1600/girls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwPV-qR0O84/TcCsPQ2agOI/AAAAAAAAByE/rZzkkYOH-4g/s400/girls2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667314670108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan, you are such a doll! You are such a happy baby! And you are such a momma's girl these days. I walk in the room and I have to pick you up or your crying. Deep down, I LOVE IT!  And boy are you a mover! I never knew a baby could army scoot as fast as you do! I find you in the most random places, corners of the room, the kitchen, under the desk. You just love being mobile! I have a feeling we are in trouble when you can walk. You are the sweetest thing and love to snuggle your face into our necks and give hugs. I love that you will still cuddle with me! You just cut your 2nd front bottom tooth. Your eyes are still the prettiest blue...our fingers are crossed that they stay blue because they are so stunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Msivwww9HB8/TcCsPJ-JWaI/AAAAAAAABx8/gBh53y1PLn8/s1600/girls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Msivwww9HB8/TcCsPJ-JWaI/AAAAAAAABx8/gBh53y1PLn8/s400/girls3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667312823490978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley, you are such a good little girl. You are such a talker and I am so amazed at times at the conversations you will have with me! The other day you told me 'not to talk' because you were busy organizing the dvd's. HAHA I laughed so hard. You are a little bossy, but I think its the mothering instinct in you! Right now you are so worried about the wind! I have no idea why, but you are terrified that you will "blow away". I constantly have to remind you that you wont blow away in the wind! You love to "cuddle" me at night, and lately we have gotten lots of cuddle time with dad off at work. I try to keep you in your bed, but deep down I love that you want to come cuddle and sleep with me at night! And boy are you a cuddler! When you sleep next to me, you have to be touching me! Most of the time you use me as a pillow. Silly girl. Your favorite saying these days is either "Silly me", "Silly you", or "darnet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, We just love you to pieces! Daddy and I are amazed with you EVERY day!&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/3138521002252753456-3811948306808193187?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3811948306808193187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3811948306808193187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3811948306808193187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3811948306808193187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-buddies.html' title='Best Buddies!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-zWZo8Np3vr4/TcCsQO9ccFI/AAAAAAAAByU/dnMJTFl1byo/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7713580199576989560</id><published>2011-05-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:14:27.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarium with the cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did the aquarium with the cousins. The kids really enjoyed themselves. All of them had to have their pictures taken on the froggy. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EH2C97-ylyE/TcCm6v5BIXI/AAAAAAAABx0/HWDKdEUojYI/s1600/aq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EH2C97-ylyE/TcCm6v5BIXI/AAAAAAAABx0/HWDKdEUojYI/s400/aq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602661464667136370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagy enjoyed herself too! She actually was into all the fishes ,or all the people. Maybe she's a people watcher liker her momma :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cXKdH57Nd8/TcCm6QbWObI/AAAAAAAABxs/2Iv67h3sFxA/s1600/aq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cXKdH57Nd8/TcCm6QbWObI/AAAAAAAABxs/2Iv67h3sFxA/s400/aq1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602661456221190578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxcaNxSRl9Q/TcCm6KES5GI/AAAAAAAABxk/eeAhnZZftdQ/s1600/aq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxcaNxSRl9Q/TcCm6KES5GI/AAAAAAAABxk/eeAhnZZftdQ/s400/aq2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602661454513890402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMA019VKfQA/TcCmQFdt_JI/AAAAAAAABxc/QSSYiIqgrRo/s1600/aq3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMA019VKfQA/TcCmQFdt_JI/AAAAAAAABxc/QSSYiIqgrRo/s400/aq3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602660731723840658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-409SqvPwG4Y/TcCmP8-q35I/AAAAAAAABxU/06jDNW4WSLM/s1600/aq5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-409SqvPwG4Y/TcCmP8-q35I/AAAAAAAABxU/06jDNW4WSLM/s400/aq5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602660729446129554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kiddos have the best grandparents! Mimi just loves these kids to pieces and plays hard with them! No wonder they love Mimi so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cU0nSO7laIM/TcCmPQqa7LI/AAAAAAAABxM/z7lHJ0lsV1w/s1600/aq6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cU0nSO7laIM/TcCmPQqa7LI/AAAAAAAABxM/z7lHJ0lsV1w/s400/aq6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602660717550038194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley is trying to kiss the fishes in this picture. Funny girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEsdbhalJsc/TcCk-Ix2DhI/AAAAAAAABxE/ru4-tvR_Db4/s1600/aq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEsdbhalJsc/TcCk-Ix2DhI/AAAAAAAABxE/ru4-tvR_Db4/s400/aq7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602659323864288786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_tba61s4-M/TcCk9tWAguI/AAAAAAAABw8/JZyOVzNkRU4/s1600/aq8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_tba61s4-M/TcCk9tWAguI/AAAAAAAABw8/JZyOVzNkRU4/s400/aq8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602659316499776226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley freaked out trying to touch the sting rays. I can't blame her, they felt so weird..Ugh kind of freaked me out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3hRbeV8-N4/TcCk9X4eJ9I/AAAAAAAABw0/1PJKw7JqNY8/s1600/aq9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3hRbeV8-N4/TcCk9X4eJ9I/AAAAAAAABw0/1PJKw7JqNY8/s400/aq9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602659310738745298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love that all the kids are so close and they can all play together. I loved playing with cousins growing up so I am loving that these guys will have so much fun with each other and be so close.&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/3138521002252753456-7713580199576989560?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7713580199576989560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7713580199576989560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7713580199576989560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7713580199576989560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/05/aquarium-with-cousins.html' title='Aquarium with the cousins'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-EH2C97-ylyE/TcCm6v5BIXI/AAAAAAAABx0/HWDKdEUojYI/s72-c/aq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8546166285633706447</id><published>2011-04-29T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T20:53:42.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQg-suvmDyY/TbuGt9cAURI/AAAAAAAABws/6mun3J9vmAQ/s1600/chad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQg-suvmDyY/TbuGt9cAURI/AAAAAAAABws/6mun3J9vmAQ/s400/chad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601218685709603090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad's started a new job! He is now flying tours over the Grand Canyon. I think it will be a great change and a great opportunity for Chad's career. So far he has really liked the new job, doesn't love the 8 hour drive every other week, but enjoys the people he works with. We are so blessed to have a daddy and a husband who work so hard for us!&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/3138521002252753456-8546166285633706447?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8546166285633706447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8546166285633706447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8546166285633706447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8546166285633706447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-zQg-suvmDyY/TbuGt9cAURI/AAAAAAAABws/6mun3J9vmAQ/s72-c/chad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7912268517956140164</id><published>2011-04-29T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T20:47:38.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bentley Conversation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VG7gA0rRYVw/TbuGUKbyQgI/AAAAAAAABwk/LafP825o2-w/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VG7gA0rRYVw/TbuGUKbyQgI/AAAAAAAABwk/LafP825o2-w/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601218242521743874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I am laying in bed, watching Bentley out of the corner of my eye dancing in my tanktop and her shoes in front of the mirror. Giggling to myself about how dang cute she was being. I proceed to say "Bentley, what you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley: "My not Bentley! I'm Bell mom" with her hand on her chest with the most disgusted look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I'm sorry Miss Bell, I love your dancing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley: "Mom you the Beast!" as she yells at the top of her lungs serious as can be. "Now lets dance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did 'The Beast' do with her 'Bell'...we turned on a little music and we danced! And I was "The Beast" all night long in her little mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still laughing as I am remembering this conversation! I just adore her imagination! I love love love what she comes up with these days. Bentley i'll be your beast any day.  HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-7912268517956140164?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7912268517956140164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7912268517956140164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7912268517956140164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7912268517956140164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/bentley-conversation.html' title='Bentley Conversation....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-VG7gA0rRYVw/TbuGUKbyQgI/AAAAAAAABwk/LafP825o2-w/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5511640118059457602</id><published>2011-04-08T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T19:53:12.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Bentley's mouth.....</title><content type='html'>"Mom, I need my pinky tails painted! Pleaseeeeeee" (aka...her fingernails)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley :"My love Justin Feber dad"&lt;br /&gt;Chad: "No you don't love Justin Beiber right now"&lt;br /&gt;Bentley: "Yes my LOVE Justin Feber"&lt;br /&gt;Chad: "No you can't love Justin Beiber yet!"&lt;br /&gt;Bentley: "Yes my dad! My LOVVVVVVVVVE him!"&lt;br /&gt;      ****all of that with the most whiny serious voice!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop laughing! Oh man, what are we in for in 10+ years! Thanks to Maran, Bentley now has Justin Fever! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-5511640118059457602?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5511640118059457602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5511640118059457602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5511640118059457602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5511640118059457602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/out-of-bentleys-mouth.html' title='Out of Bentley&apos;s mouth.....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-1661342746649058093</id><published>2011-04-07T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:07:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our favorite face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-As5nGXgUIDg/TZ38SsERlOI/AAAAAAAABwc/Nea1s2-NV9U/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-As5nGXgUIDg/TZ38SsERlOI/AAAAAAAABwc/Nea1s2-NV9U/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592903710260958434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Reagan's newest face! We laugh so hard when she does this. She breathes so hard through her nose and it is hilarious! She usually makes this face when she wants your attention or if she wants some food. Chad and I seriously laughed all week long since she started doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Reagan you broke your first tooth! Your first tooth was your bottom Left front.&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/3138521002252753456-1661342746649058093?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1661342746649058093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1661342746649058093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1661342746649058093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1661342746649058093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-favorite-face.html' title='Our favorite face!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-As5nGXgUIDg/TZ38SsERlOI/AAAAAAAABwc/Nea1s2-NV9U/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5457865038532612964</id><published>2011-04-05T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:54:08.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkXDflwlF-Y/TZvEl3AmrOI/AAAAAAAABwU/x8BJfdAUlhE/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkXDflwlF-Y/TZvEl3AmrOI/AAAAAAAABwU/x8BJfdAUlhE/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592279517011291362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiRsJa7kMpA/TZvElyuzwbI/AAAAAAAABwM/UrbngZkUF2A/s1600/reag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiRsJa7kMpA/TZvElyuzwbI/AAAAAAAABwM/UrbngZkUF2A/s400/reag1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592279515862909362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagy, Reagy, Reagy! I can not believe you are 6 months old!! You weigh 14lbs 10 oz. You are the happiest little girl, but you definitely have a bit of an attitude! You get so mad if we walk out of the room. You are such a mommy's girl. You watch me if I walk out of the room and scream, not just cry, SCREAM!  But I love that you are such a mommy's girl. You are a little social thing because you have to be in the middle of anything that is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started feeding you baby food. You love squash, sweet potatoes, carrots and any fruit. You gag when we feed you peas or green beans, but its getting better. Bentley loves to feed you. In fact the other day I was in the middle of feeding you and walked away for 2 seconds and came back to find Bentley feeding you. She actually does a really good job. You love your bottles, and you can hold your bottle all on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are a little jabber box and say "bababababa" and "dadadadada" all the time. You have no idea what you mean, but you are making the sounds! I still have hopes you will say "mom" in the right context first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rolling all over the place, and can almost sit by yourself! The other day you did a little army crawl to get the remote (which is your favorite toy). Im sure you will be crawling before we know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a beautiful baby, I know I say it all the time and I am a little partial because you are mine, but we get told all the time how pretty you are! We just love you more and more each day!  You are so precious to us and we love you so much!&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/3138521002252753456-5457865038532612964?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5457865038532612964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5457865038532612964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5457865038532612964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5457865038532612964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-PkXDflwlF-Y/TZvEl3AmrOI/AAAAAAAABwU/x8BJfdAUlhE/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2487723039501610196</id><published>2011-04-03T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:21:01.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On our way home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such an AMAZING vacation, but every vacation has to come to an end. We had a few plane stops/layovers on one of them, we got talking with the pilot and he told Bentley she could go and see the cockpit. She thought it was the greatest thing, she thought she was flying the plane. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hVeUp5Tk40/TZiqwK1eCjI/AAAAAAAABwE/EJB3K0K4Nhc/s1600/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hVeUp5Tk40/TZiqwK1eCjI/AAAAAAAABwE/EJB3K0K4Nhc/s400/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591406681899534898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just hanging out while waiting for the plane in Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QSItSu0O7Q/TZiqbV-bvLI/AAAAAAAABv0/DcIrKgIwJ7g/s1600/home1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QSItSu0O7Q/TZiqbV-bvLI/AAAAAAAABv0/DcIrKgIwJ7g/s400/home1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591406324112669874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bentley insisted on pulling her suitcase everywhere we went. Little miss Reagan was such a sweetheart. I have to say I think I have the best little travelers! I think we'll take these two on a vacation again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRrRfDa4rv0/TZiqa0GLckI/AAAAAAAABvs/rjMW88QjMcM/s1600/home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRrRfDa4rv0/TZiqa0GLckI/AAAAAAAABvs/rjMW88QjMcM/s400/home2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591406315018351170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great trip we had! Sad to come home, but nice to be home at the same time! Now back to real life and work.&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/3138521002252753456-2487723039501610196?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2487723039501610196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2487723039501610196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2487723039501610196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2487723039501610196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-our-way-home.html' title='On our way home....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-5hVeUp5Tk40/TZiqwK1eCjI/AAAAAAAABwE/EJB3K0K4Nhc/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4237533080619156349</id><published>2011-04-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:09:52.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando...day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKVd00aBHGg/TZionTftCzI/AAAAAAAABvk/jC6NkvgXXNE/s1600/7-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKVd00aBHGg/TZionTftCzI/AAAAAAAABvk/jC6NkvgXXNE/s400/7-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591404330582084402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDs6rbfTchM/TZiomkX96aI/AAAAAAAABvc/j28hcdgZyzM/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDs6rbfTchM/TZiomkX96aI/AAAAAAAABvc/j28hcdgZyzM/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591404317933169058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDwK0dtCs7A/TZioMEKl2PI/AAAAAAAABvU/8w4pVspUhNA/s1600/day7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDwK0dtCs7A/TZioMEKl2PI/AAAAAAAABvU/8w4pVspUhNA/s400/day7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403862610532594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tStX_osvpTo/TZioLf9RS9I/AAAAAAAABvM/eEeNnvb6XzA/s1600/day7-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tStX_osvpTo/TZioLf9RS9I/AAAAAAAABvM/eEeNnvb6XzA/s400/day7-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403852890983378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUEFHiF3BRI/TZioK4xaJDI/AAAAAAAABvE/UUGCMCPEupo/s1600/day7-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUEFHiF3BRI/TZioK4xaJDI/AAAAAAAABvE/UUGCMCPEupo/s400/day7-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403842372248626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last day in Orlando was our relaxing day! We spent the day at the pool. It was SOOOO nice and the sun felt so good! I am officially ready for summer to begin! We just love spending time at the pool. I could sit by the pool everyday. Our pool at the hotel was so fun. It had a slide on the back of the pirates ship. I got Bentley to go down with me once, but It was dark and scared her so she wouldn't go down anymore. She just loved playing in the water, and Reagan loved splashing in the water!&lt;br /&gt;After our day at the pool we went and did some shopping at the outlet mall right next to our hotel. Then my parents offered to watch the girls while Chad and I went out to dinner. What a great way to spend our last day in Florida!&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/3138521002252753456-4237533080619156349?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4237533080619156349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4237533080619156349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4237533080619156349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4237533080619156349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/orlandoday-7.html' title='Orlando...day 7'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-TKVd00aBHGg/TZionTftCzI/AAAAAAAABvk/jC6NkvgXXNE/s72-c/7-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1787584195598532237</id><published>2011-04-03T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T08:49:32.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday we spent the day at Animal Kingdom and Hollywood Studios. We did the Animal Kingdom first. We watched a little Lion King production then took the train out to the petting zoo. I was so surprised Bent wasn't scared at all with all the animals around! She was just walking up to them like no big deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lANaB1UO_8/TZiVRu0Ze1I/AAAAAAAABu8/4m9Nb53ULGk/s1600/day6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lANaB1UO_8/TZiVRu0Ze1I/AAAAAAAABu8/4m9Nb53ULGk/s400/day6-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591383069238590290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFyDA6QJedQ/TZiS6LeQnHI/AAAAAAAABus/IJzfXRRfxz4/s1600/day6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFyDA6QJedQ/TZiS6LeQnHI/AAAAAAAABus/IJzfXRRfxz4/s400/day6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Suezf-HMk/TZiS5GkPsCI/AAAAAAAABuU/xo1v2cnA9OI/s1600/day6-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Suezf-HMk/TZiS5GkPsCI/AAAAAAAABuU/xo1v2cnA9OI/s400/day6-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591380447093305378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to stop and take pictures at the famous "tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ2y0rFEviA/TZiRKi_KYYI/AAAAAAAABuM/qmdEf8xtafY/s1600/daya6-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ2y0rFEviA/TZiRKi_KYYI/AAAAAAAABuM/qmdEf8xtafY/s400/daya6-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591378547756917122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a safari ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPKz_NZoMX4/TZiRKWw_DBI/AAAAAAAABuE/7Z4ZWxYtPFU/s1600/day6-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPKz_NZoMX4/TZiRKWw_DBI/AAAAAAAABuE/7Z4ZWxYtPFU/s400/day6-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591378544476228626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunch we headed over to Hollywood Studios. We stopped and watched a dance performance. Bentley was so funny! Dancing right along with the dancers, in fact a couple times she tried to go in and dance with them! Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55nQ0pskma0/TZiRJ03EAtI/AAAAAAAABt8/93G_Jt90g4U/s1600/day6-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55nQ0pskma0/TZiRJ03EAtI/AAAAAAAABt8/93G_Jt90g4U/s400/day6-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591378535374914258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--iY4P8G89bU/TZiT6XJw4CI/AAAAAAAABu0/XgAjxA4HPzQ/s1600/day6-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--iY4P8G89bU/TZiT6XJw4CI/AAAAAAAABu0/XgAjxA4HPzQ/s400/day6-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591381568237133858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun day! It was long and crazy and we didn't do quite everything we wanted, but we had a great time. We went to the Beauty and the Beast show which both girls LOVED! Reagan had everyone around us laughing! When Gaston came out she stuck her tongue out and started blowing bubbles in disgust. So funny! Right on cue and all on her own!&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/3138521002252753456-1787584195598532237?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1787584195598532237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1787584195598532237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1787584195598532237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1787584195598532237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/orlandoday-6.html' title='Orlando....day 6'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/--lANaB1UO_8/TZiVRu0Ze1I/AAAAAAAABu8/4m9Nb53ULGk/s72-c/day6-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2361489016828708434</id><published>2011-04-03T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T08:18:15.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sunday we went with the boys to the Helicopter Expo. We took both the strollers in and because I was sure I didn't need them, left my carrier back at the hotel and guess what?? They wouldn't let us take our strollers in the expo!!! Seriously? Now there was plenty of room in there for strollers! So my genius dad made a little carrier out of the bags they gave us. Reagan loved the idea! She was just a happy little bug watching every little thing going on! My dad got stopped so much for pictures it was hilarious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JGdm1hqMl7c/TZiN3vfkClI/AAAAAAAABt0/uxx38ZwrpAw/s1600/or.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JGdm1hqMl7c/TZiN3vfkClI/AAAAAAAABt0/uxx38ZwrpAw/s400/or.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591374926161644114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We made it about a quarter of the way through and the girls were cranky (mostly Bent), and didn't feel good. So Chad and I took them back to the hotel for a day of rest and NAPS. Thats right, the girls got sick on our trip! They both got colds while we were there! So Sunday was our Recoup day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cz7gZXtEhE/TZiN3ZZYYxI/AAAAAAAABts/m6QzL9446BE/s1600/orl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cz7gZXtEhE/TZiN3ZZYYxI/AAAAAAAABts/m6QzL9446BE/s400/orl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591374920230134546" 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/3138521002252753456-2361489016828708434?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2361489016828708434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2361489016828708434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2361489016828708434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2361489016828708434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/04/orlandoday-5.html' title='Orlando....day 5'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-JGdm1hqMl7c/TZiN3vfkClI/AAAAAAAABt0/uxx38ZwrpAw/s72-c/or.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1875444349562538342</id><published>2011-03-30T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:18:24.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday all of us went to the Magic Kingdom and had a great time! The weather was perfect! Not too hot, not to cold. We couldn't have asked for a better day. The first ride we did was Aladdin's magic carpet and who did we run into??? Yep Jasmin and Aladdin and Bent just happened to be wearing her Jasmin costume. She wasn't quite sure about the Genie. But the ride, she loved. Chad and I took her on it and she was so funny, just waving her little heart out to anyone she could see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYuNqkUKUf0/TZNNEyyW6MI/AAAAAAAABtk/fPw9uxvaENk/s1600/orl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYuNqkUKUf0/TZNNEyyW6MI/AAAAAAAABtk/fPw9uxvaENk/s400/orl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589896307244722370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl8tKo5QXvM/TZNNEuy1QxI/AAAAAAAABtc/RewdbLBPiGk/s1600/orl11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl8tKo5QXvM/TZNNEuy1QxI/AAAAAAAABtc/RewdbLBPiGk/s400/orl11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589896306172969746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Reagan loved Jasmine! She was mesmerized by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--z-RKXhG1AU/TZNNEFH9CMI/AAAAAAAABtU/935q5PfL110/s1600/orl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--z-RKXhG1AU/TZNNEFH9CMI/AAAAAAAABtU/935q5PfL110/s400/orl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589896294987270338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7jL_oSJhdw/TZNND6QcOHI/AAAAAAAABtM/I2fG7qbjNZY/s1600/orl10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7jL_oSJhdw/TZNND6QcOHI/AAAAAAAABtM/I2fG7qbjNZY/s400/orl10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589896292070078578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungle Cruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OvWN-lVoTZk/TZNLiWAGjSI/AAAAAAAABtE/wcMWF56o0LY/s1600/orl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OvWN-lVoTZk/TZNLiWAGjSI/AAAAAAAABtE/wcMWF56o0LY/s400/orl3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589894615890562338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-77w0uW0_qQs/TZNLiJWlKdI/AAAAAAAABs8/NdMVi9IRhJE/s1600/orl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-77w0uW0_qQs/TZNLiJWlKdI/AAAAAAAABs8/NdMVi9IRhJE/s400/orl4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589894612495182290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent had to stand by Pooh's honey. We saw Tigger and Pooh and Bentley was chasing them down, but could never quite catch up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeORlElIRSc/TZNLh_8Ev0I/AAAAAAAABs0/1CerXWlnajY/s1600/orl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeORlElIRSc/TZNLh_8Ev0I/AAAAAAAABs0/1CerXWlnajY/s400/orl5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589894609968086850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls LOVED the tea cups, Bent and even Reagan had to twirl us. Im not going to lie, Bent had us going pretty good and I got a little dizzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l5NVQoWNAE/TZNKlwtD-MI/AAAAAAAABss/0l8WcBpDT1c/s1600/orl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l5NVQoWNAE/TZNKlwtD-MI/AAAAAAAABss/0l8WcBpDT1c/s400/orl6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589893575086438594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I think the cars were the highlight of the day! She was so funny. She had to drive, and at first she couldn't even see over the steering wheel and she didn't care! She was going to drive! Papa had to put her on his lap and she was in heaven!!! She even bumped into Mimi and Me and her face was mortified....I laughed my guts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10E-boJhFpg/TZNKltTd9oI/AAAAAAAABsk/vjUqzn1mZcw/s1600/orl12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10E-boJhFpg/TZNKltTd9oI/AAAAAAAABsk/vjUqzn1mZcw/s400/orl12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589893574173783682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This squirel was hilarious! It just sat there with everyone around eating its nuts! Bentley loved watching the little animal. Chad tried to feed it a nut and it grabbed onto his hands...AGH yuck! I think we watched this thing for 15 minutes and we left before it did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4UHb3x8rD0/TZNKlHye2yI/AAAAAAAABsc/GvXJYEhx_H0/s1600/orl13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4UHb3x8rD0/TZNKlHye2yI/AAAAAAAABsc/GvXJYEhx_H0/s400/orl13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589893564103318306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed that night for the electrical parade. Bentley made her self comfortable in between some nice ladies and couldn't take her eyes off the parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53BAq7ccKlo/TZNJaDSuoKI/AAAAAAAABsU/rc3Q6bS--OI/s1600/orl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53BAq7ccKlo/TZNJaDSuoKI/AAAAAAAABsU/rc3Q6bS--OI/s400/orl7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589892274406203554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_nQe1uUMN0/TZNJZ7dQDiI/AAAAAAAABsM/s-OR58uNtkU/s1600/orl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_nQe1uUMN0/TZNJZ7dQDiI/AAAAAAAABsM/s-OR58uNtkU/s400/orl8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589892272302853666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan loved all the lights too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QY04kQ26Uc/TZNJZa-SaPI/AAAAAAAABsE/gqzxCt5ITwM/s1600/orl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QY04kQ26Uc/TZNJZa-SaPI/AAAAAAAABsE/gqzxCt5ITwM/s400/orl9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589892263583049970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day at the park! The girls enjoyed every minute and were so well behaved!&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/3138521002252753456-1875444349562538342?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1875444349562538342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1875444349562538342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1875444349562538342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1875444349562538342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/03/orlandoday-4.html' title='Orlando....day 4'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-vYuNqkUKUf0/TZNNEyyW6MI/AAAAAAAABtk/fPw9uxvaENk/s72-c/orl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-9033403292160567950</id><published>2011-03-26T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:14:15.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We went to Cape Canavaral to the Kennedy Space Center for a day. This place was so interesting! I think this was one of Chad's highlights of our trip. He's been wanting to see this place for a long time, and I have to admit I enjoyed it a lot!  We thought it was going to be this nice warm day, but it was cold and windy! And of course we didn't bring out our jackets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf7RuAIujJQ/TY6TAoOadXI/AAAAAAAABr0/umQpCbRoXNY/s1600/nasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf7RuAIujJQ/TY6TAoOadXI/AAAAAAAABr0/umQpCbRoXNY/s400/nasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588565826620519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could not believe the size of this shuttle! It was insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxF3XpUNc18/TY6TARMO32I/AAAAAAAABrs/-vM8q6a6Me0/s1600/nasa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxF3XpUNc18/TY6TARMO32I/AAAAAAAABrs/-vM8q6a6Me0/s400/nasa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588565820437356386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhqT-xj2Sn0/TY6TABPyOsI/AAAAAAAABrk/BubE6RbA2dY/s1600/nasa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhqT-xj2Sn0/TY6TABPyOsI/AAAAAAAABrk/BubE6RbA2dY/s400/nasa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588565816157289154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They were supposed to be letting off a rocket while we were there, so we weren't able to do any of the tours. We didn't care because we were so excited that we were going to be able to watch a launch! Chad was extra thrilled that it worked out so good, BUT because of the wind and the rain the launch never happened! We waited around for 2 hours to see if the weather would change, and just our luck it didn't! And of course it launched the next day! We missed everything by a day! Sorry Chad, guess we'll just have to go out again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob7xf4xmY4w/TY6RnuU_G0I/AAAAAAAABrc/TG4sRRPop9I/s1600/nasa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob7xf4xmY4w/TY6RnuU_G0I/AAAAAAAABrc/TG4sRRPop9I/s400/nasa3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588564299250342722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SO5bAY64nik/TY6RnSNj2SI/AAAAAAAABrU/cKggRWoAsCc/s1600/nasa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SO5bAY64nik/TY6RnSNj2SI/AAAAAAAABrU/cKggRWoAsCc/s400/nasa4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588564291703003426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was freezing outside and my little Reagan was an angel! Both girls were really good while we were there, considering that Bentley wasn't that interested in the space stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-3DuSfkb64/TY6RnO9BMEI/AAAAAAAABrM/16i7QG18WUw/s1600/nasa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-3DuSfkb64/TY6RnO9BMEI/AAAAAAAABrM/16i7QG18WUw/s400/nasa5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588564290828316738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSi8hZcZBMA/TY6VIJTwkpI/AAAAAAAABr8/5mbJaE_kVW4/s1600/nasa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSi8hZcZBMA/TY6VIJTwkpI/AAAAAAAABr8/5mbJaE_kVW4/s400/nasa6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588568154783650450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bentley did love her sweet 3d glasses! She was cracking me up when we watched the imax movie! So proud to have her glasses on. Funny girl!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-9033403292160567950?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/9033403292160567950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=9033403292160567950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/9033403292160567950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/9033403292160567950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/03/orlandoday-3.html' title='Orlando....day 3'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-cf7RuAIujJQ/TY6TAoOadXI/AAAAAAAABr0/umQpCbRoXNY/s72-c/nasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-859145599153730208</id><published>2011-03-22T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:57:33.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The second day of our vacation was split at the pool and in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Disney world&lt;/span&gt;. We went down to the pool in the morning. It was nice and a lot warmer than Utah, but it was a little chilly with the wind, but that didn't keep Bentley out of the water! Her little lips were blue and we had to keep going to the "warm pool". Silly girl, but she was loving it! I was enjoying the peace and quite at the pool. My parents both came down to the pool with us, but poor Chad had a bad headache so he just chilled up in the condo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5HcIBwZ8sy0/TYjyjeHP2YI/AAAAAAAABrE/7FLs1Zdf-Gw/s1600/day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5HcIBwZ8sy0/TYjyjeHP2YI/AAAAAAAABrE/7FLs1Zdf-Gw/s400/day2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586982028945906050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6L1gEa4tIg/TYjyijd76WI/AAAAAAAABq8/JQgLdd-6w-U/s1600/day2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6L1gEa4tIg/TYjyijd76WI/AAAAAAAABq8/JQgLdd-6w-U/s400/day2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586982013203376482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My mom scheduled dinner with the princesses inside Disney and Bentley was so excited! She kept talking about it all day long! Thankfully it was good bribery to get her to take a nap :) That night the girls did dinner at Cinderella's Castle and the boys went out for sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley was so cute that night. She had to have her outfit on and had to have her hair "up" like Cinderella. The boys dropped us off in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Disney world&lt;/span&gt; and we passed it the first go around. Bentley say the castle and got so concerned when my dad started driving away from the castle. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cinerella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;casser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;!! My need to go to it!" As we were walking into the park it was a little windy. Bentley was so concerned with her hair, "Mom its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;winny&lt;/span&gt;! My hair!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I had to convince her that I would fix it when we got to the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr4jtQd7fSs/TYjyiLsqQxI/AAAAAAAABq0/OV9dK6MvWP0/s1600/day2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr4jtQd7fSs/TYjyiLsqQxI/AAAAAAAABq0/OV9dK6MvWP0/s400/day2-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586982006822683410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;As we got into the park one of the parades was going on. Bentley was mesmerized with the characters! I can't explain how fun it was watching the girls expressions! Bentley was just so happy and excited to see everything. I almost felt like a little kid again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWX9xDEwdN0/TYjxaGsULuI/AAAAAAAABqs/3PQCadyWrr8/s1600/day2-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWX9xDEwdN0/TYjxaGsULuI/AAAAAAAABqs/3PQCadyWrr8/s400/day2-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586980768528477922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmXYSetFJRw/TYjxZlHw5yI/AAAAAAAABqk/mUzTDYV6Mk0/s1600/day2-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmXYSetFJRw/TYjxZlHw5yI/AAAAAAAABqk/mUzTDYV6Mk0/s400/day2-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586980759516800802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Loqs1f57cU/TYjxZWSTRhI/AAAAAAAABqc/PfozyHuAqxQ/s1600/day2-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Loqs1f57cU/TYjxZWSTRhI/AAAAAAAABqc/PfozyHuAqxQ/s400/day2-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586980755534464530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We had a little time before our dinner reservation so we took the girls on a few rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzOFfESjzRQ/TYjwbIAEclI/AAAAAAAABqU/gcSEX7iA5gc/s1600/day2-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzOFfESjzRQ/TYjwbIAEclI/AAAAAAAABqU/gcSEX7iA5gc/s400/day2-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586979686548009554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bentley LOVES Cinderella and she was SO excited to be able to meet her! She had a permanent smile all night long. Later on in the vacation she told me "Mom, there was TWO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cinderella's&lt;/span&gt;! Me and the other Cinderella"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GS0Nsz89YyE/TYjwaMwpFGI/AAAAAAAABqM/nhqYSJ8MAHA/s1600/day2-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GS0Nsz89YyE/TYjwaMwpFGI/AAAAAAAABqM/nhqYSJ8MAHA/s400/day2-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586979670645609570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We had great seats. The princesses came out right behind us. This is a picture after Ariel came through. I think Bentley almost passed out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;! Ariel waved to her as she was coming out and Bentley's little hands were clapping as fast as they could and she was jumping up and down on the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBTHHSmeSqQ/TYjwZhDnGsI/AAAAAAAABqE/er6Vw1pKptQ/s1600/day2-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBTHHSmeSqQ/TYjwZhDnGsI/AAAAAAAABqE/er6Vw1pKptQ/s400/day2-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586979658914011842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-KscHOEU7k/TYjvMD_DcpI/AAAAAAAABp8/2X9bUR_-DvQ/s1600/day2-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-KscHOEU7k/TYjvMD_DcpI/AAAAAAAABp8/2X9bUR_-DvQ/s400/day2-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586978328260342418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Snow White loved Bentley! I think she came back to our table 3 times and just couldn't get enough of my little princess. She kissed her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;for head&lt;/span&gt; and left a little lipstick mark and Bentley just thought it was the greatest thing ever! She kept telling me "no-w white kissed me wight here! And hugged me like this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PnbWe2WarE/TYjvK-qHCBI/AAAAAAAABps/P3ttdqQjTeA/s1600/day2-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PnbWe2WarE/TYjvK-qHCBI/AAAAAAAABps/P3ttdqQjTeA/s400/day2-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586978309650450450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoMlmxv52n4/TYjh6RWpGjI/AAAAAAAABpk/vn1WPXTDKk4/s1600/day2-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoMlmxv52n4/TYjh6RWpGjI/AAAAAAAABpk/vn1WPXTDKk4/s400/day2-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586963728960133682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Even Reagan was so into the princesses! She just smiled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they would come around. She was literally mesmerized by the girls, it was so funny. She even loved meeting all the fun princesses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewvUq5iSIJM/TYjh5i4P6mI/AAAAAAAABpc/1KkjFug6fC0/s1600/day2-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewvUq5iSIJM/TYjh5i4P6mI/AAAAAAAABpc/1KkjFug6fC0/s400/day2-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586963716484622946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dShCKyXox0U/TYjh5MW6s3I/AAAAAAAABpU/_cXJOjrJ4Eg/s1600/day2-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dShCKyXox0U/TYjh5MW6s3I/AAAAAAAABpU/_cXJOjrJ4Eg/s400/day2-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586963710439240562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Next to Cinderella I think Ariel was Bentley's favorite princess. She couldn't take her eyes off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoc2A8SvA0g/TYjh4XmcK4I/AAAAAAAABpM/X2uxnd8bgFA/s1600/day2-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoc2A8SvA0g/TYjh4XmcK4I/AAAAAAAABpM/X2uxnd8bgFA/s400/day2-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586963696277269378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We had such a great time! I was so impressed how the princesses were so into their character and just treated the little girls like they were princesses! It was so neat to see how into the girls got! I think I had a little tear in my eye seeing my girls SO happy! This dinner was worth every penny! (And it was not cheap, good thing the food was amazing!) Thank you Mimi for spending the evening with us! We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRyDIfhmcOw/TYjh3wEhRXI/AAAAAAAABpE/ZbTrvGSgHIg/s1600/day2-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRyDIfhmcOw/TYjh3wEhRXI/AAAAAAAABpE/ZbTrvGSgHIg/s400/day2-15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586963685666014578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bentley is still is in love with "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cinerella's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Casser&lt;/span&gt;" :) Every big building she thinks is her castle, I love it! So of course we had to take a picture in front of 'her' castle! Poor little Reagan crashed in the stroller, it was a long night and I'm surprised Bentley was still going strong! We even managed to do a few rides like small world (which she LOVED), the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;carousel&lt;/span&gt;, and Snow whites adventure (didn't love so much, it kind of scared her).&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-859145599153730208?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/859145599153730208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=859145599153730208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/859145599153730208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/859145599153730208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/03/orlandoday2.html' title='Orlando....day2'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-5HcIBwZ8sy0/TYjyjeHP2YI/AAAAAAAABrE/7FLs1Zdf-Gw/s72-c/day2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3068449111242948708</id><published>2011-03-17T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:35:20.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando....day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just got back from the BEST vacation we've taken in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;We jetted off to Orlando, Florida for a week and it was fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;Chad and my dad wanted to go out for a helicopter expo...so we decided we were going to tag a long and do the whole Disney experience with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Wed March 2nd at 5 am from the house. I was seriously a little worried about the girls and how early it was, but to my surprise they were great. I went into Bentley's room that morning and woke her up. She woke up with the biggest smile and said "Were going to Dineywold!!!!" (yes she's been so excited about Disney world for the past 3 weeks!) She couldn't get up fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plane left from Salt lake at 7 and after 3 plane rides we landed in Orlando about 5 their time. The girls did AMAZING on the plane rides! Bent was so excited about flying and Reagan was an angel. This was Reagan's first plane ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl7nknq7RwU/TYLPpN-BvGI/AAAAAAAABo8/4zEMFNtGIw0/s1600/orl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl7nknq7RwU/TYLPpN-BvGI/AAAAAAAABo8/4zEMFNtGIw0/s400/orl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585254794924244066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk3R3QepdIQ/TYLPo2TeCGI/AAAAAAAABo0/-oVst-ucQJU/s1600/orl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk3R3QepdIQ/TYLPo2TeCGI/AAAAAAAABo0/-oVst-ucQJU/s400/orl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585254788571727970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOcRU97ZhhU/TYLPot84D4I/AAAAAAAABos/xp8NHa3VJ5w/s1600/orl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOcRU97ZhhU/TYLPot84D4I/AAAAAAAABos/xp8NHa3VJ5w/s400/orl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585254786329481090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to have my parents on the same flight with us, we traded off the kiddos. Bentley mostly watched "moonies" aka movies and played games on the iphone. Reagan slept pretty much most of the time, except for the times she decided to poop!! Seriously she had the worst timing for dirty diapers! Anytime we couldn't get up or were waiting to get off the plane, my daughter would stink up the plane! Reagan, sorry but you have the stinkiest poop! I still love ya, but the grown men behind us were gagging and laughing so hard they were crying over your poopy diaper :) And you just giggled your little heart out, thinking you were the funniest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather when we got there was awesome! We got to the condo, had dinner and all crashed from all the traveling and the early morning we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent, you were so funny! I made you a little bed on the floor. When I brought you in the room to show you, you gasped and said "Mom! It's my favorite bed!" So cute, I was a little relieved because I thought you would hate being on the floor and have to climb in the twin bed with me.&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/3138521002252753456-3068449111242948708?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3068449111242948708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3068449111242948708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3068449111242948708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3068449111242948708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/03/orlandoday-1.html' title='Orlando....day 1'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-Tl7nknq7RwU/TYLPpN-BvGI/AAAAAAAABo8/4zEMFNtGIw0/s72-c/orl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8378373847117171254</id><published>2011-02-23T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T19:25:16.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-If13K_NFsaU/TWUy8KS-r7I/AAAAAAAABok/YUN-T5VMMKI/s1600/reag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-If13K_NFsaU/TWUy8KS-r7I/AAAAAAAABok/YUN-T5VMMKI/s400/reag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919722705727410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan my love you are 5 months old and I can't believe how the time has flown! You are such a pretty little girl and I just can't get enough of your cheeks! I am constantly kissing you, luckily you love it so much and just let me do it as much as I want. You are so strong and love to stand up if we are holding you. You love to roll around on the floor and play in your saucer. You are absolutely loving your saucer these days cause you can finally touch the ground and you love to jump up and down in it and chew on all the toys. You love your little dolly and if its close you are chewing on her hair. You are such a joy to have a round. Bless your little heart you still puke ALL the time. Lately it has been a little worse so we had to change your formula from similac to good start, so I hope that helps so you don't puke so much. Im sure that any night now you might actually sleep through the night....lets hope its soon. But I sure cherish the rocking/cuddle time I get with you! I just love your little spunky personality that is coming through! You are constantly smiling and are such a happy baby, but you definitely have some attitude in that little body of yours! Reagy I just love you to pieces and we can't imagine what life would be like without you! We enjoy you so much!&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/3138521002252753456-8378373847117171254?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8378373847117171254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8378373847117171254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8378373847117171254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8378373847117171254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-months.html' title='5 months!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-If13K_NFsaU/TWUy8KS-r7I/AAAAAAAABok/YUN-T5VMMKI/s72-c/reag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8749845058058472469</id><published>2011-02-20T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:16:10.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan 4 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-007dqKeh4ko/TWUyt5gGbOI/AAAAAAAABoc/puWK_r7TEvU/s1600/IMG_6994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-007dqKeh4ko/TWUyt5gGbOI/AAAAAAAABoc/puWK_r7TEvU/s400/IMG_6994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919477679189218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtE77iHiZmc/TWGgkFCrGRI/AAAAAAAABoM/XvKyB7qYsSk/s1600/reags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtE77iHiZmc/TWGgkFCrGRI/AAAAAAAABoM/XvKyB7qYsSk/s400/reags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575914355350509842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our little Reagy had her 4 month check up last week. I can't believe how much she has grown these last months! She weighed 13lbs 2 oz (23rd percentile), was 25 inches long (68th percentile), and her head was 16.5 inches in diameter (63rd percentile). Big change from her 2 month check up :) "Long and Lean" Dr. Later said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a happy girl. She is always smiling, even in the middle of the night when she wants to eat she isn't crying she is just giggling and has the biggest smile on her face when I go in to feed her. She loves to roll all over the place and loves to play with her little toys. She can finally grab ahold and she loves to chew on anything she can get in her mouth. She has discovered her voice and loves to jabber and scream occasionally just to hear her voice. She recognizes us when we walk in a room and talk, she loves to be held and thinks she needs to stand on your lap continuously! She is such a strong baby. She has the cutest chubby cheeks and thighs and I can't kiss her cheeks enough. She loves to be kissed and laughs and laughs and laughs when we tickle her neck or collarbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just love this little angel! Bentley is so in love with her little sister and Reagan adores her! Bent is always making her laugh, I love seeing these two together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love you to pieces my little Reagy!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-8749845058058472469?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8749845058058472469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8749845058058472469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8749845058058472469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8749845058058472469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_20.html' title='Reagan 4 month check up'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-007dqKeh4ko/TWUyt5gGbOI/AAAAAAAABoc/puWK_r7TEvU/s72-c/IMG_6994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6540887212713404500</id><published>2011-02-17T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:58:04.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Astro Boy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDMKaQfqXM8/TV2qMD8rGSI/AAAAAAAABoE/DpOXxzew-Kc/s1600/bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDMKaQfqXM8/TV2qMD8rGSI/AAAAAAAABoE/DpOXxzew-Kc/s400/bent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574799037949483298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"My Assboy mom! See?" ok now let me clarify. Chad found this show on netflix called ASTRO boy and Bentley is obsessed with it. She loves to dress up in her boots and underwear and play "Assboy". This is her impression of Astro boy, she was running around the house 'flying' so I had to snap a picture. She is so funny. Either she wants to dress up as Astro boy OR Princesses what a silly girl!&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/3138521002252753456-6540887212713404500?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6540887212713404500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6540887212713404500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6540887212713404500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6540887212713404500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Astro Boy&quot;'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/-tDMKaQfqXM8/TV2qMD8rGSI/AAAAAAAABoE/DpOXxzew-Kc/s72-c/bent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6249062111564261027</id><published>2011-02-12T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:09:31.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh how I love.....&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to Bentley sing "Ariel" and dance around the house&lt;br /&gt;*Seeing Reagan's big crooked smile and blowing bubbles trying to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;*Seeing Bentley get so excited when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; "My daddy!!!" she gets so happy when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; Chad.&lt;br /&gt;*Love, Love, Love when Bentley wants to cuddle me at night and when she randomly kisses me and gives me big gigantic hugs and tells me she "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yuvs&lt;/span&gt; me"&lt;br /&gt;*Love, Love, Love that Reagan is such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mommas&lt;/span&gt; girl these days. I love that she will cuddle me after she eats her bottle at night until I put her to sleep. Oh how I love to cuddle my girls. Sometimes I sneak in their rooms at night, pick them up, cuddle them and just watch them sleep :) They are so precious! Who knew being a mom would be SO rewarding! I just love my girls to pieces!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-6249062111564261027?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6249062111564261027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6249062111564261027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6249062111564261027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6249062111564261027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-how-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1532719709345179672</id><published>2011-02-09T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:48:41.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a better note....</title><content type='html'>Reagan slept in her own room for the first time last night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-1532719709345179672?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1532719709345179672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1532719709345179672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1532719709345179672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1532719709345179672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-better-note.html' title='On a better note....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-2412624373906196234</id><published>2011-02-09T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:46:29.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst night EVER!</title><content type='html'>Saturday night I went to a friends reception out in Orem. Had a great time, took the girls with me. They were happy and very good. Bentley loved seeing the "princess". Hehe. Then it all started....I took the girls out to leave, buckled Reagan in her carseat, bundled her up put the diaper bag in the front seat (with my phone, and keys) and shut the doors, walked around to put Bentley in her seat and the car was LOCKED!!!! Thats right, I locked my 4 month old in the cold car! It was like 19 degrees outside! I seriously have no idea how I hit the lock button on my key chain, but I did. Poor Reagy's was screaming her head off! I felt horrible. That was a horrible thing for a mom to go through! I knew she was ok and babies cry, but seeing them and not being able to get to her was HORRIBLE! I cried, Reagan cried, Bent started crying we were a mess! Good thing I had my amazing friends from work there butcomfort and help me! Chad hopped in the car to bring us his set of keys, but he was at home in Springville. The brother in law of my friend is a cop so he called the police who came and rescued my baby...and me :) She was locked by herself for about 20 minutes (the longest 20 minutes of my life) and she was fine thankfully, I was the one that was traumatized. So thank you to the nice policeman who saved us. Thankfully I am not the only bad mother out there, I was the second one he had rescued that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-2412624373906196234?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2412624373906196234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2412624373906196234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2412624373906196234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2412624373906196234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/02/worst-night-ever.html' title='Worst night EVER!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2593629057247676033</id><published>2011-01-30T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T10:53:55.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January was a busy month for us! We had our friends from Arizona come and visit one weekend so we took them to do something different. We decided to do the train up in Heber. It was a good time, we were pretty sure the train might fall apart on us because it is so old. Bentley absolutely loved the ride. It actually was pretty fun. It was an hour and a half ride through the beautiful mountains. We saw lots of wildlife, and enjoyed each others company with a little hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our train ride, we took them to Rodizio Grill in AF. We literally sat down and Bentley laid on my lap, rolled over and puked everywhere on the seat! Really??? Yep, then I sat her up to clean things up and she projectile vomited multiple times on Chad. It was disgusting! Poor little thing. Needless to say, we left the nice waitress a nice tip and bolted as fast as we could out of the restaurant. We seriously had NO idea the girl was sick! She didn't act like it at all. Bentley is my little public puker I swear, she did that in Arizona too when she was like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwXYMKYUI/AAAAAAAABnw/KTAkr5IYH0E/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwXYMKYUI/AAAAAAAABnw/KTAkr5IYH0E/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568050429990428994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad's family came to visit the weekend we blessed Reagan. Brandon had his daughter Aven who is 5 months younger than Bentley so they had a great time playing together. Don't worry  both of them were sick together with colds (I'm pretty sure we have been sick all of Jan at this house!). Despite the colds, they had so much fun playing together. They don't get to see each other much so they made up for lost time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwXMj_3iI/AAAAAAAABno/ywR0UO7y4XQ/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwXMj_3iI/AAAAAAAABno/ywR0UO7y4XQ/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568050426869177890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad took us all up for a helicopter ride. Bentley was so excited! She loves the helicopter and always asks to go for a ride. This was her first real ride that she will remember. We flew around the valley and she loved every minute of it! Chad even did an auto (where they turn off the engine, you get a little tummy twister) with us in it and I wish I would have recorded her face! It was hilarious her eyes got so big, she had a huge smile on her face and her mouth was wide open and she just laughed and laughed. Too funny. I had so much fun sitting in the back with her and enjoying the experience through her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwWjaYQwI/AAAAAAAABng/ITjw7_beXFA/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwWjaYQwI/AAAAAAAABng/ITjw7_beXFA/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568050415822979842" 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/3138521002252753456-2593629057247676033?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2593629057247676033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2593629057247676033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2593629057247676033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2593629057247676033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-fun.html' title='January Fun'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUWwXYMKYUI/AAAAAAAABnw/KTAkr5IYH0E/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4004275742267226664</id><published>2011-01-29T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:38:17.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lady at the store to Bent:  "Are you being mommy's big helper today?"&lt;br /&gt;Bentley: "No! I Benty" at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the clerk just giggled as I tried to explain to Bentley that she needs to be a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I got paged to go pick up a baby for Life flight.&lt;br /&gt;Bent:  "you go to work mom, and take care of da babies?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "yes I have to go to work, you be good for daddy ok?"&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "my miss you mom" as she rubs my cheeks and kisses me good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart melted a little bit :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4004275742267226664?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4004275742267226664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4004275742267226664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4004275742267226664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4004275742267226664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/lady-at-store-to-bent-are-you-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1374732864190519029</id><published>2011-01-27T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:11:50.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan's Ear Piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI336hr35I/AAAAAAAABnY/hEirh6Od58g/s1600/1before.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI336hr35I/AAAAAAAABnY/hEirh6Od58g/s400/1before.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567073523126230930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI33ebrNaI/AAAAAAAABnQ/6M481GtzN40/s1600/1during.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI33ebrNaI/AAAAAAAABnQ/6M481GtzN40/s400/1during.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567073515584828834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI33EETuKI/AAAAAAAABnI/_KIcMeF64ew/s1600/1after.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI33EETuKI/AAAAAAAABnI/_KIcMeF64ew/s400/1after.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567073508507498658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days ago Britt and I took the Reagan and Bailey to get their ears pierced. Reagan was such a angel, actually both girls did amazing! Reagan seriously didn't make a peep! I may have gotten a little scowl but she was such a trooper. She even had to have her ears pierced one at a time and didn't cry! She looks so cute with her cute little earrings. Bent is so excited that she has earrings just like her, lets just hope she doesn't try to 'help' and take them out :)&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/3138521002252753456-1374732864190519029?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1374732864190519029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1374732864190519029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1374732864190519029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1374732864190519029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/reagans-ear-piercing.html' title='Reagan&apos;s Ear Piercing'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TUI336hr35I/AAAAAAAABnY/hEirh6Od58g/s72-c/1before.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-401043120124392979</id><published>2011-01-25T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T13:15:20.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan 4 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_BxUuiGTI/AAAAAAAABmg/NOrZ86OSSYQ/s1600/img_2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_BxUuiGTI/AAAAAAAABmg/NOrZ86OSSYQ/s400/img_2649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380717574854962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Bw5QcGRI/AAAAAAAABmY/brpT_GgjiT8/s1600/img_2644_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Bw5QcGRI/AAAAAAAABmY/brpT_GgjiT8/s400/img_2644_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380710200875282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Bwow6ApI/AAAAAAAABmQ/_GZmd5e77V4/s1600/img_2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Bwow6ApI/AAAAAAAABmQ/_GZmd5e77V4/s400/img_2639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380705773650578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_BwXHgdTI/AAAAAAAABmI/VW7Xyut81FQ/s1600/img_2634_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_BwXHgdTI/AAAAAAAABmI/VW7Xyut81FQ/s400/img_2634_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380701036606770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe she's already 4 months old!! Seriously where does time go. Reagan I enjoy every minute I get with you. You are the happiest baby! You love to smile anytime anyone talks to you and you love to giggle when I tickle your neck and armpits. You have the cutest little high pitch giggle and I just can't get enough of it!! You have the sweetest chubby cheeks and I can't stop kissing them! You rolled over for the first time at 3 1/2 months while I was at work and you were home with daddy. And now you roll all over the place! I think you are cutting your first tooth already!!! Part of it was sticking out on the left bottom side back by your molars, but now its gone so either you are faking me out or your gums have swollen back over it for now. I can wait a little while for you to get teeth :) You love to jabber and blow bubbles with your lips whenever we talk to you, its like you are trying so hard to talk back to us. You are so cute and so much fun right now. Your big sister is obsessed with you and loves to lay on top of you and talk baby talk to you, and you find it hilarious. You just laugh and laugh at her and she loves when she can make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took you in and had your 4 month pictures/blessing pictures done and you were an angel! You were a natural, even the photographer raved at how good you were. Then of course the owner raved at your pictures! She was obsessed with how cute you were and how they turned out, she asked to use your pictures in her store. What can I say, I think your beautiful :)&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/3138521002252753456-401043120124392979?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/401043120124392979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=401043120124392979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/401043120124392979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/401043120124392979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='Reagan 4 months old'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_BxUuiGTI/AAAAAAAABmg/NOrZ86OSSYQ/s72-c/img_2649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3820523341503789374</id><published>2011-01-18T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:33:00.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake your "Boony"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSoRkOP1BI/AAAAAAAABmA/iyfw3xBk-vc/s1600/booty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSoRkOP1BI/AAAAAAAABmA/iyfw3xBk-vc/s400/booty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563256459444081682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley constantly tells me to "shake your boony" and sticks her cute little bum in my face like this! The other day we were at a restraunt and bent kept putting her bum on the booth next to the people setting next to us and telling them to "shake their boony". Such a silly girl... Think she likes being the center of attention??? Don't know where she would have gotten that from!&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/3138521002252753456-3820523341503789374?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3820523341503789374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3820523341503789374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3820523341503789374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3820523341503789374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/shake-your-boony.html' title='Shake your &quot;Boony&quot;'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSoRkOP1BI/AAAAAAAABmA/iyfw3xBk-vc/s72-c/booty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6865003522054418031</id><published>2011-01-18T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:26:00.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSnUz8kB_I/AAAAAAAABl4/NfvxaYxRSTM/s1600/b%2526r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSnUz8kB_I/AAAAAAAABl4/NfvxaYxRSTM/s400/b%2526r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563255415692855282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSnUb5pirI/AAAAAAAABlw/MqTe1PqLSVk/s1600/b%2526r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSnUb5pirI/AAAAAAAABlw/MqTe1PqLSVk/s400/b%2526r1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563255409238182578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught these two watching a "moonie" (movie) together. How cute!!&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/3138521002252753456-6865003522054418031?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6865003522054418031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6865003522054418031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6865003522054418031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6865003522054418031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/caught-these-two-watching-moonie-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSnUz8kB_I/AAAAAAAABl4/NfvxaYxRSTM/s72-c/b%2526r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5137139936274411318</id><published>2011-01-17T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:57:27.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Fv4hnSTI/AAAAAAAABnA/ZMm_vmlUiDo/s1600/img_2628_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Fv4hnSTI/AAAAAAAABnA/ZMm_vmlUiDo/s400/img_2628_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566385090871118130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Fvtkb9yI/AAAAAAAABm4/tPkveCIl1gQ/s1600/img_2613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Fvtkb9yI/AAAAAAAABm4/tPkveCIl1gQ/s400/img_2613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566385087930169122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_EwipJffI/AAAAAAAABmw/EVxxlvST26k/s1600/img_2609_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_EwipJffI/AAAAAAAABmw/EVxxlvST26k/s400/img_2609_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566384002665381362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_EwDpdwOI/AAAAAAAABmo/Fe7DO_sJYzQ/s1600/img_2605_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_EwDpdwOI/AAAAAAAABmo/Fe7DO_sJYzQ/s400/img_2605_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566383994345210082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;January 16th, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Reagan's Blessing Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad gave Reagan the most precious blessing! This day turned out perfect despite the fact that everyone was sick!! I'm not exagerating either! Reagan and Bentley both had colds, my mom and dad, britt and her kiddos, little Aven all had colds. Bless my moms heart who didn't feel well at all still let us host it at her house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing day for our family! I feel so blessed to have a husband that holds the priesthood who can give blessings to our children! Chad you did an amazing job (I think both of us dropped a few tears during the blessing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShaZO6__I/AAAAAAAABlo/5HAgN-faT2I/s1600/blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShaZO6__I/AAAAAAAABlo/5HAgN-faT2I/s400/blessing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563248914531549170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShZatdPrI/AAAAAAAABlg/nbb8eyr9tlM/s1600/blessing11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShZatdPrI/AAAAAAAABlg/nbb8eyr9tlM/s400/blessing11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563248897748188850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShZERL6YI/AAAAAAAABlY/U7rr_LiTDd8/s1600/blessing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShZERL6YI/AAAAAAAABlY/U7rr_LiTDd8/s400/blessing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563248891724032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShY5Q_COI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fA_MF8fHVBE/s1600/blessing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTShY5Q_COI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fA_MF8fHVBE/s400/blessing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563248888770398434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We were so lucky to have family around and our family from Arizona be able to come and enjoy this day with us. Chad's parent's and brother came in for the occasion and we have had fun spending time with them these last couple days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgOnIuI4I/AAAAAAAABlI/i5uP3olj6p8/s1600/bessing%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgOnIuI4I/AAAAAAAABlI/i5uP3olj6p8/s400/bessing%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563247612593578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgOXnBJhI/AAAAAAAABlA/VIEuXhHfwmo/s1600/blessing%2Bcollage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgOXnBJhI/AAAAAAAABlA/VIEuXhHfwmo/s400/blessing%2Bcollage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563247608425686546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgON6IcKI/AAAAAAAABk4/WzVD28Vlo1Q/s1600/blessing%2Bcollage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgON6IcKI/AAAAAAAABk4/WzVD28Vlo1Q/s400/blessing%2Bcollage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563247605821501602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgONYjx-I/AAAAAAAABkw/EOuzU34uRvs/s1600/blessing%2Bcollage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TTSgONYjx-I/AAAAAAAABkw/EOuzU34uRvs/s400/blessing%2Bcollage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563247605680687074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Reagan,&lt;br /&gt;    Last night you were blessed with family and friends surrounding you. Your daddy did an AMAZING job with your blessing! It was a special moment for him and you. Daddy cried a little while he blessed you with health and happiness and many other wonderful things! He blessed you that one day you will be as lucky as he and I to find a companion who will love you eternally and take you to the temple. You were such a good girl all day long! You came down with a cold the last days and you are still the happiest little girl even though you have been sick! You didn't make a peep while daddy was blessing you, you wiggled a little bit (but that's what you love to do these days!)&lt;br /&gt;    We are so blessed to have you in our life! You are such a good little baby! You have the cutest little face with the biggest blue eyes and the sweetest crooked smile and we just love you to pieces! You are such a blessing to your daddy and I. Words can not express how grateful I am to have you in my life. Everyday I just cuddle you and cherish every moment I get with you. We love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&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/3138521002252753456-5137139936274411318?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5137139936274411318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5137139936274411318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5137139936274411318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5137139936274411318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2011/01/reagans-blessing-day.html' title='Reagan&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TT_Fv4hnSTI/AAAAAAAABnA/ZMm_vmlUiDo/s72-c/img_2628_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6501298880370894690</id><published>2010-12-31T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:42:44.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a great Christmas! We had so much fun this year. Christmas Eve day was spent at my parents having a yummy breakfast brunch and sledding in the backyard. My dad pulled the kids around behind the 4-wheeler and they absolutely loved it! That night we spent at home as a family, we made yummy cookies for Santa :) Bentley was so excited for "San Clause" to come she even went to bed early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFcMnNAZQI/AAAAAAAABko/aLERh3AEH1s/s1600/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFcMnNAZQI/AAAAAAAABko/aLERh3AEH1s/s400/xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824786903622914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFcMEx1o8I/AAAAAAAABkg/dQW8WvRv7dg/s1600/xmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFcMEx1o8I/AAAAAAAABkg/dQW8WvRv7dg/s400/xmas1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824777662866370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFbKdFG1TI/AAAAAAAABkY/z69g0GJx5hQ/s1600/xmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFbKdFG1TI/AAAAAAAABkY/z69g0GJx5hQ/s400/xmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823650314769714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning we actually had to wake Bentley up at 8 because Chad and I were wide awake, it was like we were kids again. I wish I had captured Bents face! She was so excited to see what Santa had brought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFbJ9ck1fI/AAAAAAAABkQ/u5Fmiq70zs8/s1600/xmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFbJ9ck1fI/AAAAAAAABkQ/u5Fmiq70zs8/s400/xmas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823641823270386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWtSQHGI/AAAAAAAABkI/o3HVJlcYdkI/s1600/xmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWtSQHGI/AAAAAAAABkI/o3HVJlcYdkI/s400/xmas4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557819462776790114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWcTy3AI/AAAAAAAABkA/IKtRYbkVckg/s1600/xmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWcTy3AI/AAAAAAAABkA/IKtRYbkVckg/s400/xmas5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557819458219858946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Reagan enjoyed Christmas morning! She was so alert and excited to watch what was going on. Bent opened all her gifts for her and had to put her dolly next to her so she knew she had a present too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWJGsl9I/AAAAAAAABj4/_o7qgVJCzXk/s1600/xmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFXWJGsl9I/AAAAAAAABj4/_o7qgVJCzXk/s400/xmas6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557819453064648658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got spoiled as usual from my sweet hubby! A new camera, some perfume, a spa package that I am so excited about! Don't ya love the bed head Bent and I both have! I do, priceless. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVaZTKiaI/AAAAAAAABjw/HRWGB6St4qY/s1600/xmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVaZTKiaI/AAAAAAAABjw/HRWGB6St4qY/s400/xmas7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557817327108131234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cute little stocking stuffer we got this year...I think its the best one yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVaH9OY7I/AAAAAAAABjo/JXtWbDyeNzA/s1600/xmas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVaH9OY7I/AAAAAAAABjo/JXtWbDyeNzA/s400/xmas8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557817322452706226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Harper gave Reagan her first baby doll. Such a cute doll, and its the same size as Reagan. One day she will just love it! Bent sure does, I don't know if she will give it back in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVZvodWfI/AAAAAAAABjg/4OS9jz5XY7s/s1600/xmas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFVZvodWfI/AAAAAAAABjg/4OS9jz5XY7s/s400/xmas9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557817315923155442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas afternoon we spent at my parents house. My mom made a yummy turkey dinner and we opened presents. They spoiled us like always with fun gifts. We seriously get spoiled around Christmas between my parents and the fun gift cards we got from Chad's parents. Bentley and the kids were also spoiled rotten! As you can see here Bentley was thanking Mimi and Papa for the fun toys she got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6kwjAWvWI/AAAAAAAABjA/Gg0C9NoB9B0/s1600/xmas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6kwjAWvWI/AAAAAAAABjA/Gg0C9NoB9B0/s400/xmas10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557060144159178082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6kwAsAn1I/AAAAAAAABi4/yQtA1LanNi4/s1600/xmas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6kwAsAn1I/AAAAAAAABi4/yQtA1LanNi4/s400/xmas11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557060134947037010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6iymuzDAI/AAAAAAAABiw/pmMYRPiqDDo/s1600/xmas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6iymuzDAI/AAAAAAAABiw/pmMYRPiqDDo/s400/xmas12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557057980495760386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6iyWfcDdI/AAAAAAAABio/UoVAxupqPNQ/s1600/xmas13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6iyWfcDdI/AAAAAAAABio/UoVAxupqPNQ/s400/xmas13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557057976136371666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got this cute little cash register, grocery cart and play food. They played for hours with this thing. Bent would say "price check" then scan the food every minute and I am not joking. But we all laughed and laughed watching the kids play with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6d-teLG0I/AAAAAAAABig/tmL867K9PY0/s1600/xmas14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6d-teLG0I/AAAAAAAABig/tmL867K9PY0/s400/xmas14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557052690905373506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Reagan and her new little buddy baby "knock" (Knox) as Bentley calls him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6d-d3OHzI/AAAAAAAABiY/XKcm_YiY9cI/s1600/xmas16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6d-d3OHzI/AAAAAAAABiY/XKcm_YiY9cI/s400/xmas16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557052686715461426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So sad that the Holidays are all over. We had such a good time! This year was so much fun with the girls. Merry Christmas to my cute little family. Now its time to re-cooperate from all the fun and late nights we've had these last two months!&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/3138521002252753456-6501298880370894690?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6501298880370894690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6501298880370894690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6501298880370894690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6501298880370894690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TSFcMnNAZQI/AAAAAAAABko/aLERh3AEH1s/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8362661988110445657</id><published>2010-12-31T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:06:51.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6WiPHWbPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hry20cY-h70/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6WiPHWbPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hry20cY-h70/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557044505138851058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6WiD-RiJI/AAAAAAAABiI/c85EtwBQaB8/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6WiD-RiJI/AAAAAAAABiI/c85EtwBQaB8/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557044502147991698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reagy Boo Boo" is Bentley's name for Reagan when she is trying to get her to smile. And yes she is already 3 months old!!! I seriously wonder everyday how I was so lucky to have these kiddos in my life! I am amazed at how in love I am with this little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reagan you are such a good girl. You are full of smiles and giggles. I just love playing with you. And Bentley loves playing with you too...or climbing and laying on top of you. You are such a good sport and love your big sister. You always smile and laugh at her and she just eats it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so strong and love to have tummy time and hold your head up and look around. You LOVE to sit like a big girl and you HAVE to see and be apart of what is going on! You giggle and "coo" and try and talk to us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a beautiful baby! Everywhere we go you get so many comments on how cute you are! And mom and dad have to agree...we think you are beautiful. We think we make some pretty cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have slept 8 hours the past few nights YAY! Not that you are a bad baby at night because you always go right back to sleep after you eat. Seriously we are up about 10-15 min and you are back asleep in your little bed. We have been very lucky that way! I just love when I feed you, you always run your hand and fingers across my chest and in circles to make sure we are still holding you, and sometimes you just grab hold of my shirt so I can't put you down. I cherish those cuddle moments because I only get them when you eat, because you are such a busy body! So interested in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are growing so fast and I want to remember every moment of every stage, I know that wont happen so that's why I am trying to keep good notes. I just love you to pieces and am amazed everyday at the new things you do and learn!&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/3138521002252753456-8362661988110445657?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8362661988110445657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8362661988110445657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8362661988110445657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8362661988110445657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/reagy-boo-boo-is-bentleys-name-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TR6WiPHWbPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hry20cY-h70/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7891505539858580565</id><published>2010-12-29T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:44:02.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last couple days Bentley has had this little lisp when talking...what a funny girl. I can tell she is trying to talk so much more grown up these days its crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley:  "datty, you give Reagan Kitheths" (daddy you give Reagan kisses!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day while going to bed she wanted to give everyone kisses including Tobe, well I couldn't convince Tobe to come into her room (wonder why, its not like she torments him all day long!) so I told her that she shouldn't kiss Tobe because he has poop on his mouth. Now really I had no idea that she would retain that information but last night driving to my mom's house out of nowhere she tells Chad that Tobe has "poop mouth". Now you can see the astonishment in Chad's eyes right?? As we are both laughing our heads off I had to tell him where that comment came from. I guess I really need to watch what I'm saying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the latest quotes from Bent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um...NO" (seriously any question we ask her this is her response, and she even thinks about it before throwing the no in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example the other night,&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Bent can you please come over here and put your jammies on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "Um....NO, me wants to be nakies" (that's right my daughter would sleep naked if she could! We settle for sleeping in underwear!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-7891505539858580565?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7891505539858580565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7891505539858580565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7891505539858580565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7891505539858580565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-couple-days-bentley-has-had-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5198557942506615961</id><published>2010-12-28T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:35:36.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beginning of December we went and had some pictures done. Both girls were so good while we did the pictures. Bentley was so funny. She was so excited to go and have "pictures taken". Really I think she was just excited for her 'red dress'. But hey whatever it takes! The kids couldn't have been better especially since it was 7 at night and Bent hadn't had a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRos-pNn2sI/AAAAAAAABho/VcOI9MzEcho/s1600/img_4137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRos-pNn2sI/AAAAAAAABho/VcOI9MzEcho/s400/img_4137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555802545041431234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRosSp1pJZI/AAAAAAAABhg/2-n4p7oIV14/s1600/img_4136_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRosSp1pJZI/AAAAAAAABhg/2-n4p7oIV14/s400/img_4136_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555801789295043986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRosSKFRkFI/AAAAAAAABhY/Tv-MDLtwddk/s1600/img_4120_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRoqv0wzF0I/AAAAAAAABhI/Smfjwge5m3s/s400/img_4125_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555800091420464962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRoqvdSofQI/AAAAAAAABhA/sytkKFcVQYQ/s1600/img_4121_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRoqvdSofQI/AAAAAAAABhA/sytkKFcVQYQ/s400/img_4121_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555800085119925506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRoqvHWd7aI/AAAAAAAABg4/8GWAXcogYXk/s1600/img_4140_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRoqvHWd7aI/AAAAAAAABg4/8GWAXcogYXk/s400/img_4140_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555800079230430626" 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/3138521002252753456-5198557942506615961?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5198557942506615961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5198557942506615961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5198557942506615961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5198557942506615961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TRos-pNn2sI/AAAAAAAABho/VcOI9MzEcho/s72-c/img_4137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8380794352938747500</id><published>2010-12-16T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:29:55.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouth of Bentley</title><content type='html'>Setup: walking through Wal-mart, trying to get groceries....Bentley stops in front of the girls underwear where she see's Tinkerbell undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Bent come on, you have to stay close to me and we need to hurry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "Mom I need a sec...OK" with her finger in the air towards me sifting through the underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No Bent you need to follow me NOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "MOM my looking, I need ONE sec"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? What am I in for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day...inside Cosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "Mom my needs to potty!!!" dancing in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Can you hold it for a minute, were almost done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent: "Sure Can"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya that's her new favorite...and "HUH" she says that anytime she doesn't want to listen to what you have to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bent, come eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said come eat your dinner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bentley come sit up at the table with me and eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up and she didn't get dinner, you think she'd learn. NOPE :) gotta love 2 year olds. How do you not laugh when your trying to teach them a lesson?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8380794352938747500?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8380794352938747500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8380794352938747500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8380794352938747500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8380794352938747500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/out-of-mouth-of-bentley.html' title='Out of the mouth of Bentley'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-2064485899833981474</id><published>2010-12-14T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:09:37.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TQhMXwhrEkI/AAAAAAAABgs/6_ohZIRlvbM/s1600/univsanta1207110105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TQhMXwhrEkI/AAAAAAAABgs/6_ohZIRlvbM/s400/univsanta1207110105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550770511780975170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much Bentley loves Santa this year! She didn't even cry when she sat on his lap. "mom I go see San Caus ok....and roof off (rudolph)" she proceeded to tell Santa that she wanted a Cinderlly doll. The other kids weren't so sure about Santa so us adults had to sit in on the picture so we could get a picture for grandma.&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/3138521002252753456-2064485899833981474?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2064485899833981474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2064485899833981474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2064485899833981474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2064485899833981474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TQhMXwhrEkI/AAAAAAAABgs/6_ohZIRlvbM/s72-c/univsanta1207110105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1393946591107391187</id><published>2010-12-04T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:54:21.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 1/2 month Dr. Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Reagan's 2 1/2 month check-up was earlier this week. She weighed 9lbs 10 oz (13th percentile), was 21.5 inches long (6th percentile), and her head measured 14.75 inches (10th percentile). The pediatrician asked if we have small people in our family and I just giggled (both great grandma's are under 5 ft so I guess that counts) and said she thinks this little one is going to be on the small size...petite. Who knows you might surprise us Reagan and shoot up, but I kind of like my little girls :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7KcnJwGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/3Cu_doYZzuU/s1600/dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7KcnJwGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/3Cu_doYZzuU/s400/dr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546881310469505122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;After her 4 shots.... poor thing. Look at those tears!&lt;br /&gt;Reagan, you are doing everything you should be at this stage. You love to smile at us, you are cooing all the time, your little arms are moving constantly, you love to stretch out your legs and try and stand up, you have to watch whatever is going on, you are sleeping 6-7 hours at night most nights. You LOVE to be held and I just love cuddling with you! Most days I can't put you down because I just love how you cuddle with me! I just love how you smell and the little faces that you give me, you just melt my heart everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7J2NOFiI/AAAAAAAABgI/DMDDdhy2h74/s1600/dr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7J2NOFiI/AAAAAAAABgI/DMDDdhy2h74/s400/dr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546881300160189986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Don't worry Bent, you weren't left out! You had to crawl all over the bench, play with the gloves, the sink, and anything else you could find! You were a little sassy to the pediatrician telling her "no, go away" any chance you got! You were just coming along for the ride, but we decided you needed your flu, and pneumonia shots so...you got two shots also. You were a trooper. You cried for a minute then you were fine until that night when you wouldn't walk anywhere because "my yeg huts mom". Don't worry I gladly cuddled you too. I take any cuddles I can get from you these days because I love your cuddles too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7JiaUCGI/AAAAAAAABgA/fxoTF4Qqb38/s1600/dr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7JiaUCGI/AAAAAAAABgA/fxoTF4Qqb38/s400/dr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546881294846396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bent looked so big to me today! Especially next to Reagan. It hit me that she isn't my baby anymore :( Sorry Bent, you will ALWAYS be my baby so your going to have to get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7j5pb8wI/AAAAAAAABgY/nBhsweBaYHw/s1600/downsized_1130001510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7j5pb8wI/AAAAAAAABgY/nBhsweBaYHw/s400/downsized_1130001510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546881747760444162" 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/3138521002252753456-1393946591107391187?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1393946591107391187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1393946591107391187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1393946591107391187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1393946591107391187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-12-month-dr-visit.html' title='2 1/2 month Dr. Visit'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPp7KcnJwGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/3Cu_doYZzuU/s72-c/dr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5739267573134023321</id><published>2010-12-03T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:13:16.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE "Ninki"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmF_BhF8LI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Lx55TvsXblw/s1600/nini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmF_BhF8LI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Lx55TvsXblw/s400/nini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546611733868966066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official...the 'ninki' is gone. The 'ninki fairy' came the other night and brought Bentley an Ariel figurine in trade for the binki. I know, I know its about time! We almost had it gone, then the baby came and well pretty much everything I had done went out the window. But now, she is officially a big girl without a binki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night I took it away I cut the tip of the nipple off and you would have thought it was the end of the world! She kept telling me "my nini died" (how she knows what that means I have no idea!) and she bawled and bawled. She kept telling me "my daddy fix it". Luckily it only really lasted two days, except the ocassional stealing of Reagan's ninki. "my hold it for Reagan...k"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bentley is a big girl! Such torn feeling on that! I love the little person she has turned into very independent, sensitive, very loving oh and very stubborn :)&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/3138521002252753456-5739267573134023321?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5739267573134023321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5739267573134023321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5739267573134023321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5739267573134023321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-ninki.html' title='BYE BYE &quot;Ninki&quot;'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmF_BhF8LI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Lx55TvsXblw/s72-c/nini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1905229460259029032</id><published>2010-12-03T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:55:02.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Phoenix Zoo has zoo lights that start on Thanksgiving day so we went Friday night while we were down there. Bent absolutely loved it! Reagan, well she pretty much slept right through all of it...what a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmDFT6CIII/AAAAAAAABfI/NtkbASeGC2A/s1600/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmDFT6CIII/AAAAAAAABfI/NtkbASeGC2A/s400/zoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608543349743746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmDEwL6kxI/AAAAAAAABfA/XKUYpvjtdcI/s1600/zoo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmDEwL6kxI/AAAAAAAABfA/XKUYpvjtdcI/s400/zoo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608533761069842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with our friends Nate and Kristen who absolutely adore Bentley, and Bent never stops talking about "Nate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmC02w2ByI/AAAAAAAABe4/NG8P4fyTlUM/s1600/zoo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmC02w2ByI/AAAAAAAABe4/NG8P4fyTlUM/s400/zoo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608260648666914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCz_BXKqI/AAAAAAAABew/yckuohrLZuY/s1600/zoo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCz_BXKqI/AAAAAAAABew/yckuohrLZuY/s400/zoo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608245685562018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCzasDlHI/AAAAAAAABeo/PAVcNTphW3g/s1600/zoo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCzasDlHI/AAAAAAAABeo/PAVcNTphW3g/s400/zoo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608235932521586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought Bentley this butterfly light and she never put it down the rest of the weekend.  Well worth the ten bucks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCzH6XyKI/AAAAAAAABeg/nXG8nCzESLA/s1600/zoo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCzH6XyKI/AAAAAAAABeg/nXG8nCzESLA/s400/zoo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608230892292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving Chad and Bentley fed the ducks some kettle corn. She loved watching the ducks flocking around the popcorn. So entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCyuEsUII/AAAAAAAABeY/gvxN5Jf-fJg/s1600/zoo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmCyuEsUII/AAAAAAAABeY/gvxN5Jf-fJg/s400/zoo6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546608223956258946" 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/3138521002252753456-1905229460259029032?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1905229460259029032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1905229460259029032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1905229460259029032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1905229460259029032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo lights'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPmDFT6CIII/AAAAAAAABfI/NtkbASeGC2A/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6158129583430059630</id><published>2010-12-02T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T22:09:48.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Harper's first time seeing baby Reagan. She sure got spoiled by everyone while we were there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiHkYYkL7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/KLpbIWUGkhk/s1600/thanks6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiHkYYkL7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/KLpbIWUGkhk/s400/thanks6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546332000197291954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya this is my daughter who threw a fit because I was trying to take her picture!&lt;br /&gt;We had Thanksgiving this year at my sister in law Raeni's house.&lt;br /&gt;What a great dinner we had. Chad's whole family was there and his mom&lt;br /&gt;and sister made an amazing dinner! It was so nice outside that&lt;br /&gt;we ate in the sunshine, not going to lie it was much better than being in&lt;br /&gt;the blizzard that hit Utah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiF7_9HphI/AAAAAAAABeI/HQhrPk8uqB0/s1600/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiF7_9HphI/AAAAAAAABeI/HQhrPk8uqB0/s400/thanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330206933329426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxxei8gI/AAAAAAAABeA/HKsOlmbfWzQ/s1600/thanks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxxei8gI/AAAAAAAABeA/HKsOlmbfWzQ/s400/thanks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330031248306690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxcu_bsI/AAAAAAAABd4/nDU2VgHXegY/s1600/thanks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxcu_bsI/AAAAAAAABd4/nDU2VgHXegY/s400/thanks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330025680137922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxM1W8BI/AAAAAAAABdw/NMi0GaSIQJo/s1600/thanks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFxM1W8BI/AAAAAAAABdw/NMi0GaSIQJo/s400/thanks3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330021411876882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFwj0zznI/AAAAAAAABdo/n3thPpT10Gs/s1600/thanks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFwj0zznI/AAAAAAAABdo/n3thPpT10Gs/s400/thanks4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330010403720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent spent the whole day outside on the tramp and that is not an exaggeration! In fact all the older boys were wrestling on the trampoline and our little girl was right in the middle of all of it!&lt;br /&gt;They kept pulling her off and bringing her to me worried that she was going to get hurt. Bent loves staying at Aunt Raeni's house when we go to Arizona and I think its because of the great backyard she has so she gets to spend all her time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFwdvPKNI/AAAAAAAABdg/ss5n8DoLR70/s1600/thankscollage"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiFwdvPKNI/AAAAAAAABdg/ss5n8DoLR70/s400/thankscollage" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546330008769734866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Raeni cuddling Reagan and all the girl cousins together. We had a great Thanksgiving this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many things to be grateful for this year. I am especially grateful for my loving husband, and my beautiful girls! My life is so much better with you guys in my life!&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful for the gospel and what it brings to my family!&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my parents and siblings. Mom and Dad I truly don't know what we would do without you guys! You help us out so much and we can never repay you. We love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my in-laws. Chad has a great family who have taken me in as one of their own and I love them very much for that. I married in to a great family.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to have a job and a roof over our heads! Thank you honey for working so hard to take care of us. I know this is just a stepping stone and you are ready to move on to another job. I can't wait until you are able to move on because I know you will love what your doing.&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/3138521002252753456-6158129583430059630?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6158129583430059630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6158129583430059630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6158129583430059630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6158129583430059630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-in-arizona.html' title='Thanksgiving in Arizona'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPiHkYYkL7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/KLpbIWUGkhk/s72-c/thanks6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1813443292629486977</id><published>2010-12-02T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:55:23.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's smiling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right! Look who is smiling, and could it be any cuter?&lt;br /&gt;This time I got the first smile, Bent gave Chad the first smile so&lt;br /&gt;its only fair I get it this time right? Thanks Reagan!&lt;br /&gt;I love this girls smiles, she coo's and tries to talk to you too.&lt;br /&gt;And she has a little dimple on the left side of her mouth...&lt;br /&gt;my kiddos smiles are priceless to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr4H9NnQI/AAAAAAAABdY/nhS10ZlT4yc/s1600/smile2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr4H9NnQI/AAAAAAAABdY/nhS10ZlT4yc/s400/smile2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546301553059405058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr3XQdBdI/AAAAAAAABdQ/uOli9AiXOdg/s1600/smile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr3XQdBdI/AAAAAAAABdQ/uOli9AiXOdg/s400/smile1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546301539986769362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr2tSYMoI/AAAAAAAABdI/wrT4pkdIcfY/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr2tSYMoI/AAAAAAAABdI/wrT4pkdIcfY/s400/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546301528720552578" 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/3138521002252753456-1813443292629486977?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1813443292629486977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1813443292629486977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1813443292629486977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1813443292629486977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-whos-smiling.html' title='Look who&apos;s smiling!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TPhr4H9NnQI/AAAAAAAABdY/nhS10ZlT4yc/s72-c/smile2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1595648971583175370</id><published>2010-11-16T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:16:00.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chad and I took Bentley to Disney on Ice this weekend, while Mimi watched&lt;br /&gt;Reagan. We went Saturday night and we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;Bent LOVED it! She didn't take her eyes off the ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5gRnY8xI/AAAAAAAABdA/A9oFovkb0UI/s1600/bent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5gRnY8xI/AAAAAAAABdA/A9oFovkb0UI/s400/bent1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539842612033811218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This was seriously her face the whole time (well we got a lot of smiles too, I&lt;br /&gt;just couldn't get that on camera!) She loved Little Mermaid and Tinkerbell the best!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have gotten her excited face when Tink came out!&lt;br /&gt;She was shaking she was so excited! She loved the show. She&lt;br /&gt;even got up on her chair and just started dancing with&lt;br /&gt;the characters. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5fT_0S6I/AAAAAAAABc4/ybZBKPYuQ2U/s1600/bent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5fT_0S6I/AAAAAAAABc4/ybZBKPYuQ2U/s400/bent2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539842595493268386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5e6hhtwI/AAAAAAAABcw/wvvEijl_csA/s1600/bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5e6hhtwI/AAAAAAAABcw/wvvEijl_csA/s400/bent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539842588655335170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She was so good and I will definitely take her again! It was&lt;br /&gt;way worth the money to see her happy face! We had a&lt;br /&gt;great time!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-1595648971583175370?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1595648971583175370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1595648971583175370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1595648971583175370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1595648971583175370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/11/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF5gRnY8xI/AAAAAAAABdA/A9oFovkb0UI/s72-c/bent1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2501571183375149737</id><published>2010-11-15T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T10:06:24.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Reagan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl is growing way too fast!! Today I was talking to her and&lt;br /&gt;she just sat there and smiled at me. Oh how she melts my heart!&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she is so strong and loves to lay on her stomach&lt;br /&gt;and hold her little head up! She has started cooing and loves&lt;br /&gt;to follow voices.  I think we have finally beat the Thrush&lt;br /&gt;that she has had for the past 3 weeks! She still is being treated&lt;br /&gt;for her acid reflux, but she seems to be much more&lt;br /&gt;comfortable. Last night she slept from 10 to 4:30!!! She ate and&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep till 8! YAY! Now I just need to convince her&lt;br /&gt;to do that all the time. This no sleep is starting to catch up to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0llt8NoI/AAAAAAAABco/yNSxqQlFH7o/s1600/reag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0llt8NoI/AAAAAAAABco/yNSxqQlFH7o/s400/reag2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539837205771204226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0krsGQOI/AAAAAAAABcg/lSxb6QwmUyE/s1600/reag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0krsGQOI/AAAAAAAABcg/lSxb6QwmUyE/s400/reag1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539837190194217186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0kGo2U3I/AAAAAAAABcY/u4swpmf65Ws/s1600/reag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0kGo2U3I/AAAAAAAABcY/u4swpmf65Ws/s400/reag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539837180248478578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-2501571183375149737?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2501571183375149737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2501571183375149737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2501571183375149737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2501571183375149737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-reagan.html' title='Baby Reagan'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TOF0llt8NoI/AAAAAAAABco/yNSxqQlFH7o/s72-c/reag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5212796449013382095</id><published>2010-11-11T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:41:25.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'm sitting here with my beautiful little Bentley&lt;br /&gt;"Mere Mom"....&lt;br /&gt;as she grabs my hands and pulls me off the couch&lt;br /&gt;"Dance with me"&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;today we are having a dance party in&lt;br /&gt;the front room. She has her 'ballerina' shoes on&lt;br /&gt;and is getting her groove on.&lt;br /&gt;Twirling, walking around on her tippy toes,&lt;br /&gt;putting on different 'ballerina' dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be having a little moment with this girl, cause&lt;br /&gt;isn't this what every mom dreams of?&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with their little girls around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe its the hormones but&lt;br /&gt;I am loving every minute.&lt;br /&gt;She even gets her daddy to dance with her.&lt;br /&gt;Now let me just tell you how that melts my heart!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-5212796449013382095?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5212796449013382095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5212796449013382095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5212796449013382095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5212796449013382095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/11/dance-party.html' title='Dance Party'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8996675017824600539</id><published>2010-11-09T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:18:17.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, it is that time of year again Christmas card season. And somehow my hotmail account erased ALL my contacts and my computer crashed awhile ago with all my addresses, so... I need everyone's addresses. Send them to my email :) heejowilson@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8996675017824600539?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8996675017824600539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8996675017824600539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8996675017824600539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8996675017824600539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-everyone-it-is-that-time-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-6077393168290960979</id><published>2010-11-08T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:29:37.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids....</title><content type='html'>Why do they have to get big SO fast??? Reagan is growing like a little weed! She has the cutest chubby cheeks and thinks she is a big girl and holds her head up ALL the time. She has started following us with her big blue eyes and recognizes all of our voices now. Once and a while I can get a big smile out of her this last week. Too bad that today she has the stuffiest nose and goopy eye! Poor thing couldn't breathe very well last night and I even heard a few coughs out of her. I sure hope this one is not getting a cold...she is way to little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentley has surprised me so much this last week! All of a sudden she is throwing together these long sentences...and they even make sense! Lately her favorite words are Right Now---K! The other morning she looked me in the eyes and said "mom I stay downstairs and watch Mickey...right now K!" I just love to hear her talk. She makes Chad and I giggle so much these days! The other day while at Mimi's house she told Reagan "Say peez if you want your ninki"  Can you tell what word we are working on at our house???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-6077393168290960979?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6077393168290960979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6077393168290960979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6077393168290960979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6077393168290960979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/11/kids.html' title='Kids....'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4336359293244656236</id><published>2010-10-31T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:59:08.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year Bentley has been obsessed with princesses so it was only appropriate that she be Cinderella (that's her favorite these days). I had to hide her costume from her so she wouldn't be sick of it by time Halloween night came, and also so she wouldn't wear it every day ALL day long. She was so excited to get dressed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dv6beUUI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8KqxznttGZQ/s1600/hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dv6beUUI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8KqxznttGZQ/s400/hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534393701060464962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our little Reagan was a little piggy (and a tiger) this year. She got to stay at Mimi's house while we took Bent out trick or treating. It was pouring and the weather was terrible so she didn't get to go out this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dvmPmEVI/AAAAAAAABcI/omY0nwBAtPs/s1600/hall+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dvmPmEVI/AAAAAAAABcI/omY0nwBAtPs/s400/hall+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534393695641932114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even though the weather was horrible (rain, wind, and hail) Bent still liked trick or treating. She had a great time and ate lots of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dvYQm9LI/AAAAAAAABcA/Jfc-Lgu7OkE/s1600/hall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dvYQm9LI/AAAAAAAABcA/Jfc-Lgu7OkE/s400/hall2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534393691888088242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4duypNXJI/AAAAAAAABb4/w6B4LukC1QY/s1600/hall3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4duypNXJI/AAAAAAAABb4/w6B4LukC1QY/s400/hall3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534393681790721170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4duqxxPSI/AAAAAAAABbw/xKswOlHbHOw/s1600/hall4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4duqxxPSI/AAAAAAAABbw/xKswOlHbHOw/s400/hall4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534393679679143202" 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/3138521002252753456-4336359293244656236?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4336359293244656236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4336359293244656236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4336359293244656236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4336359293244656236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM4dv6beUUI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8KqxznttGZQ/s72-c/hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-9111522394109914734</id><published>2010-10-31T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:42:45.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi's Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This year my mom had a Halloween party. It was a lot of fun. We won a prize for the best costume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-Cn7OVSI/AAAAAAAABbo/S2LP4cdeMF0/s1600/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-Cn7OVSI/AAAAAAAABbo/S2LP4cdeMF0/s400/party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534358838138787106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-CeRdSiI/AAAAAAAABbg/EmAktsFKpmQ/s1600/party5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-CeRdSiI/AAAAAAAABbg/EmAktsFKpmQ/s400/party5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534358835547687458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We ate yummy soup and the kids did some pumpkin painting...while the adults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-B26scjI/AAAAAAAABbY/EgGCmW41n_E/s1600/party2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-B26scjI/AAAAAAAABbY/EgGCmW41n_E/s400/party2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534358824983228978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;had a pumpkin carving contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-BsLj5TI/AAAAAAAABbQ/6IJHcMgNeK4/s1600/party3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-BsLj5TI/AAAAAAAABbQ/6IJHcMgNeK4/s400/party3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534358822101181746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Stevo won the contest this year with his werewolf carving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-BURxgBI/AAAAAAAABbI/DLtriMbgPjE/s1600/party4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-BURxgBI/AAAAAAAABbI/DLtriMbgPjE/s400/party4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534358815684788242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We had a great time at the party! I think we need to make this a tradition!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-9111522394109914734?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/9111522394109914734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=9111522394109914734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/9111522394109914734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/9111522394109914734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/mimis-halloween-party.html' title='Mimi&apos;s Halloween Party'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TM3-Cn7OVSI/AAAAAAAABbo/S2LP4cdeMF0/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4170302137065913684</id><published>2010-10-28T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T09:56:00.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mighty hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMkCz4lkW_I/AAAAAAAABbA/IL2GGHKxvG8/s1600/PART951288199115321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMkCz4lkW_I/AAAAAAAABbA/IL2GGHKxvG8/s400/PART951288199115321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532956707587906546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chad got his deer this year! He shot it yesterday afternoon after many days of hunting! Way to go baby its a beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-4170302137065913684?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4170302137065913684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4170302137065913684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4170302137065913684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4170302137065913684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-mighty-hunter.html' title='My mighty hunter'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMkCz4lkW_I/AAAAAAAABbA/IL2GGHKxvG8/s72-c/PART951288199115321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-312616583533903458</id><published>2010-10-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:52:37.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BirThDaY....to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;30!!! What am I really 30?? Why do I still feel like I am 21! I had a great birthday this year. My amazing husband took me to Park City for a night by ourselves. We stayed at this amazing hotel and he took to me to a Ruth's Chris for dinner. Dinner was amazing...steak and an amazing Cheesecake for dessert! Then back to our room where I got to soak in the jetted tub with bubbles and kick my feet up and relax without children. Man it was quiet and I got time to myself. I don't know what that's like lately with a newborn. Then we actually got to SLEEP for 8 hours...un-interupted. What a great birthday gift...Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMj6p51BzeI/AAAAAAAABa4/dNnfiYZQqsI/s1600/bday+collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMj6p51BzeI/AAAAAAAABa4/dNnfiYZQqsI/s400/bday+collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532947740029472226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMj6pxH8nvI/AAAAAAAABaw/spLCE-bkGQ0/s1600/bday+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMj6pxH8nvI/AAAAAAAABaw/spLCE-bkGQ0/s400/bday+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532947737692905202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I stayed in bed as long as I could! We checked out of the hotel, headed to the Park City Resort for some lunch then headed home to see my girls (who I actually missed ALOT)! Thank you babe for the much needed rest and one on one time with you!! And Thank you mom for taking my girls and not getting any sleep with Reagan screaming all night...sorry about that :(&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/3138521002252753456-312616583533903458?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/312616583533903458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=312616583533903458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/312616583533903458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/312616583533903458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthdayto-me.html' title='HaPpY BirThDaY....to me!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMj6p51BzeI/AAAAAAAABa4/dNnfiYZQqsI/s72-c/bday+collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8303624572702315641</id><published>2010-10-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:22:00.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed Much??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTN_ypKwAI/AAAAAAAABao/H8psQlFYBGE/s1600/reag3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTN_ypKwAI/AAAAAAAABao/H8psQlFYBGE/s400/reag3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531772738127708162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bentley loves being a big sister! If you can't tell by this picture.  She is constantly talking to and touching Reagan. It's so cute to see these two interact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing happened the other day and I have to write it down for my memory! She tried to breastfeed Reagan. I laughed my head off! I wish I could have gotten to the camcorder fast enough. She had her shirt off and the boppy pillow around her, she proceeded to pull on her nipples (don't know where that came from!)and grab Reagans head and pull her into her chest. Reagan would have latched on too if I would have let her, but I was laughing too hard trying to explain to Bentley why she can't feed her. When I took Reagan away Bentley leaned over and pretended to put the nursing pads on. Then she asks me "Mommy have big boobies?? I have baby boobies?" Seriously how do you answer that to a two year old! What a funny girl. These two are going to keep me busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8303624572702315641?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8303624572702315641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8303624572702315641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8303624572702315641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8303624572702315641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/obsessed-much.html' title='Obsessed Much??'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTN_ypKwAI/AAAAAAAABao/H8psQlFYBGE/s72-c/reag3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-4752613596801377666</id><published>2010-10-24T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:20:49.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I seriously can't believe my baby is 1 month old ! Man how time flies and it makes me so sad! I just love being a mommy and this little girl is so hard to put down! Between us and Bent she gets malled and kissed all day long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTKvubhYVI/AAAAAAAABaY/R7_bHtjO8WY/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTKvubhYVI/AAAAAAAABaY/R7_bHtjO8WY/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531769163583938898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;She is starting to be more alert during the day and just sits and stares at whoever is holding her. She makes the cutest little faces! My favorite is the little pucker she makes when she is watching me. She is already a momma's girl and loves to be held! She is the noisest sleeper...grunting and whining all night long, but she will sleep anywhere from 4-5 hours at a time at night so we are loving that. I am finally learning her cries. I think we are starting to get reflux because the last week or two she has been throwing up and hates to lay flat. If she lays flat she has this blood curdling scream and I just feel so bad cause I know she is in pain. Bentley had the same thing so I hope it doesn't last too long for her sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a good baby and we just love her to pieces. Its crazy how you forget what life is like without these little ones! I just love my kids so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTKvUaCoNI/AAAAAAAABaQ/OthURa6T3QI/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTKvUaCoNI/AAAAAAAABaQ/OthURa6T3QI/s400/Picnik+collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531769156598407378" 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/3138521002252753456-4752613596801377666?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/4752613596801377666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=4752613596801377666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4752613596801377666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/4752613596801377666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-month.html' title='One Month!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTKvubhYVI/AAAAAAAABaY/R7_bHtjO8WY/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-5426605594706207723</id><published>2010-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:19:39.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reagan was 1 week old exactly when we had these pictures taken. My friend is so patient and does such a great job for us and I just love what she does! Reagan was a great baby and cooperated like an angel. She slept pretty much the whole time, and only pooped on the photographer once :) Bentley on the other hand was a naughty girl trying to get her to cooperate and take 1 picture!! Thanks to Papa who got her to stand still for a few shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wf47RqEI/AAAAAAAABZo/XweT8STf9mY/s1600/IMG_4202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wf47RqEI/AAAAAAAABZo/XweT8STf9mY/s400/IMG_4202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530332929337698370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wNGHpC3I/AAAAAAAABZg/MbtWFEZ8Ohc/s1600/IMG_4224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wNGHpC3I/AAAAAAAABZg/MbtWFEZ8Ohc/s400/IMG_4224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530332606461709170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wM-mhL8I/AAAAAAAABZY/L1wOSYcH6Ss/s1600/IMG_4187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wMP5zCaI/AAAAAAAABZI/lF0WmhNHuJs/s400/IMG_4165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530332591908129186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wLqcyhBI/AAAAAAAABZA/cR3HNmeFSUU/s1600/IMG_4148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wLqcyhBI/AAAAAAAABZA/cR3HNmeFSUU/s400/IMG_4148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530332581854348306" 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/3138521002252753456-5426605594706207723?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/5426605594706207723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=5426605594706207723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5426605594706207723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/5426605594706207723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-pictures.html' title='Baby Pictures'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-wf47RqEI/AAAAAAAABZo/XweT8STf9mY/s72-c/IMG_4202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-805358244700373509</id><published>2010-10-20T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:12:34.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-vcLfShuI/AAAAAAAABYY/drLnazGMYac/s1600/IMG_4121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-uVQ3AkkI/AAAAAAAABX4/H4rBW-7TDRE/s400/IMG_4019+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530330547760435778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-uVO0m3AI/AAAAAAAABXw/4Y217rsjIZM/s1600/IMG_4042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-uVO0m3AI/AAAAAAAABXw/4Y217rsjIZM/s400/IMG_4042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530330547213491202" 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/3138521002252753456-805358244700373509?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/805358244700373509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=805358244700373509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/805358244700373509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/805358244700373509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL-vcLfShuI/AAAAAAAABYY/drLnazGMYac/s72-c/IMG_4121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8662996627107613574</id><published>2010-10-20T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:22:22.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTNoRhCn1I/AAAAAAAABag/-fFFQd4DMHQ/s1600/potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTNoRhCn1I/AAAAAAAABag/-fFFQd4DMHQ/s400/potty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531772334098259794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we have been potty training Bentley for the last week. I am happy to report that we have success!!! She is pretty much potty trained! We still have occasional accidents if we are away from the house and she is distracted, and we are still working on going number 2 on the potty :) but....no more diapers for my big girl. I'm so proud of her and so glad it really worked this time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***And yes she has to sit on the potty backwards! Whatever works right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8662996627107613574?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8662996627107613574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8662996627107613574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8662996627107613574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8662996627107613574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-we-have-been-potty-training-bentley.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TMTNoRhCn1I/AAAAAAAABag/-fFFQd4DMHQ/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3571176270698311732</id><published>2010-10-19T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:05:46.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee Haw Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We met up with Shana and her family at Hee Haw Farms for an afternoon of fun. Bent enjoyed fun times on the "choo choo train", the slide, the petting farm and her favorite "riding horseys". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AithIzjI/AAAAAAAABXo/avzh2qemVcQ/s1600/Picnik+collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AithIzjI/AAAAAAAABXo/avzh2qemVcQ/s400/Picnik+collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529787620047506994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3Ah3kbYHI/AAAAAAAABXg/qGvJZcuqjfk/s1600/Picnik+collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3Ah3kbYHI/AAAAAAAABXg/qGvJZcuqjfk/s400/Picnik+collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529787605565792370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If you look close enough, you will notice that Bentley has on two different shoes. Yep that's right she put her own shoes on and mom didn't notice until we got to our destination that they were two different shoes...a pink one and a white one. Awesome :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AhVHp81I/AAAAAAAABXY/i4aEBTRXCbo/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AhVHp81I/AAAAAAAABXY/i4aEBTRXCbo/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529787596318307154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AhCA_ADI/AAAAAAAABXQ/rBz0A-xxhp0/s1600/farms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AhCA_ADI/AAAAAAAABXQ/rBz0A-xxhp0/s400/farms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529787591190052914" 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/3138521002252753456-3571176270698311732?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3571176270698311732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3571176270698311732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3571176270698311732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3571176270698311732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/hee-haw-farms.html' title='Hee Haw Farms'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TL3AithIzjI/AAAAAAAABXo/avzh2qemVcQ/s72-c/Picnik+collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8909099131680215914</id><published>2010-10-18T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T16:55:31.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardner Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdM44dxYI/AAAAAAAABXI/Pvz8Dh-PgAg/s1600/gardner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdM44dxYI/AAAAAAAABXI/Pvz8Dh-PgAg/s400/gardner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537656001512834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdMvSS1JI/AAAAAAAABXA/-SWpL9u1GIA/s1600/gardner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdMvSS1JI/AAAAAAAABXA/-SWpL9u1GIA/s400/gardner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537653425493138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdML27GyI/AAAAAAAABW4/sglP773otMA/s1600/gardner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdML27GyI/AAAAAAAABW4/sglP773otMA/s400/gardner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537643915451170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcsirCkdI/AAAAAAAABWw/_2sm3jdvfhY/s1600/gardner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcsirCkdI/AAAAAAAABWw/_2sm3jdvfhY/s400/gardner3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537100283810258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcsTPIK6I/AAAAAAAABWo/MHJiq6Q8IZI/s1600/gardner4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcsTPIK6I/AAAAAAAABWo/MHJiq6Q8IZI/s400/gardner4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537096140204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcr46aYRI/AAAAAAAABWg/MXjhCIxEEH4/s1600/gardner5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzcr46aYRI/AAAAAAAABWg/MXjhCIxEEH4/s400/gardner5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529537089073996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last week we took the kids to Gardner Village. I love this time of year up there. Bentley loved riding the horses (She loves horses lately) and petting the goats. She was not sure about all the witches they had up there. And don't even think of getting a decent picture with her smiling unless she doesn't know your taking a picture. We had such a great time getting out and the weather was fantastic for October.&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-8909099131680215914?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8909099131680215914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8909099131680215914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8909099131680215914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8909099131680215914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/gardner-village.html' title='Gardner Village'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLzdM44dxYI/AAAAAAAABXI/Pvz8Dh-PgAg/s72-c/gardner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3716133098922381072</id><published>2010-10-11T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:53:00.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 week checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLI5ATr6bpI/AAAAAAAABWY/Ky2--ZIGeqk/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLI5ATr6bpI/AAAAAAAABWY/Ky2--ZIGeqk/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526542370184261266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took Reagan to her 2 week check up earlier this week. She is doing great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighed 6lbs 9 oz which was in the 7th percentile (She was up from 5lbs 15 oz when we left the hospital), and was 19 1/4 inches long (12th percentile). Her head circumference was 13 inches (1 percentile). She is a little stuffy and we have to suck her little nose out all the time, but they think its just because her nose is so tiny she can't clear it yet by herself. She is doing everything they want her to do so we got a clean bill of health! She is just a little petite peanut and is wearing preemie clothes still.&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-3716133098922381072?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/3716133098922381072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=3716133098922381072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3716133098922381072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/3716133098922381072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-week-checkup.html' title='2 week checkup'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLI5ATr6bpI/AAAAAAAABWY/Ky2--ZIGeqk/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-7904246488616344104</id><published>2010-10-10T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:29:00.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIx8sDOC8I/AAAAAAAABWQ/3Zt2ZNgkdiI/s1600/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIx8sDOC8I/AAAAAAAABWQ/3Zt2ZNgkdiI/s400/swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526534611423595458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I put Reagan in the swing I come to check on her and she has this little stuffed animal next to her. I guess Bentley feels she needs a friend to swing with her. What a nice sister!&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/3138521002252753456-7904246488616344104?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/7904246488616344104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=7904246488616344104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7904246488616344104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/7904246488616344104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-time-i-put-reagan-in-swing-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIx8sDOC8I/AAAAAAAABWQ/3Zt2ZNgkdiI/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-8718575560745066232</id><published>2010-10-10T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T14:28:32.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do we put this girl down??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuKJEt9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/_20ekJZQHpQ/s1600/down2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuKJEt9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/_20ekJZQHpQ/s1600/down2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuKJEt9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/_20ekJZQHpQ/s400/down2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526530444506297890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuJsiRQKI/AAAAAAAABWA/3nrydEuRoG4/s1600/down1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuJsiRQKI/AAAAAAAABWA/3nrydEuRoG4/s400/down1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526530436845617314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuJBL_hEI/AAAAAAAABV4/T1tPIck95rI/s1600/down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuJBL_hEI/AAAAAAAABV4/T1tPIck95rI/s400/down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526530425209455682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love....&lt;br /&gt;The smell of newborn babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they curl up in a ball and are so cuddly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my 2 year old needs to kiss her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Reagan focus's on me with her little dark eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little noises (grunts and whines) she makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching her sleep so peacefully and dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love my baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell we have a hard time putting this one down! If I could I would cuddle all day long with my girls! Reagan is such a cuddler right now and I love it! She just nestles in on your chest under your chin and would sleep for hours! Bentley is my little cuddler lately too and I am enjoying every minute (lately she only has wanted to cuddle with Chad)! Being a mom is the greatest!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-8718575560745066232?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8718575560745066232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8718575560745066232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8718575560745066232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8718575560745066232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-do-we-put-this-girl-down.html' title='How do we put this girl down??'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TLIuKJEt9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/_20ekJZQHpQ/s72-c/down2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1501618153222877186</id><published>2010-10-03T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T08:26:00.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4M2Zo3NI/AAAAAAAABVw/YY6Qd2LfDz0/s1600/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4M2Zo3NI/AAAAAAAABVw/YY6Qd2LfDz0/s400/bath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523656367638371538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4MlyjOdI/AAAAAAAABVo/5rnj1YMZEM8/s1600/bath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4MlyjOdI/AAAAAAAABVo/5rnj1YMZEM8/s400/bath1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523656363179456978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4MJolEiI/AAAAAAAABVg/-XBZK30dc64/s1600/bath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4MJolEiI/AAAAAAAABVg/-XBZK30dc64/s400/bath2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523656355621442082" 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/3138521002252753456-1501618153222877186?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1501618153222877186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1501618153222877186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1501618153222877186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1501618153222877186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKf4M2Zo3NI/AAAAAAAABVw/YY6Qd2LfDz0/s72-c/bath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-6196945714819026469</id><published>2010-10-02T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:47:59.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet Bentley</title><content type='html'>Bentley sweetie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It's been awhile since I have written a little note to you. I just want you to know how much we love you! You make us laugh so much these days and your little personality is just amazing. You are a very strong willed and stubborn little girl right now, but you are also the sweetest most sensitive little thing also. You are constantly rubbing mine or your dad's face and kissing us all the time. You finally will tell us you love us back and we just love to hear that come out of your little mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     You are a great big sister and I know the two of you will be great friends one day. You always want to hold her and you will randomly go up to her and give her kisses. I love seeing you interact with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Bentley you are my little angel and I love you so much! I hope you always remember how much we love you. You will be an amazing woman one day I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;Bentley we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-6196945714819026469?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/6196945714819026469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=6196945714819026469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6196945714819026469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/6196945714819026469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-sweet-bentley.html' title='My sweet Bentley'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-327894614940972925</id><published>2010-10-02T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:39:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My precious baby Reagan</title><content type='html'>My Dearest Reagan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       You are already a week old and you have stolen the hearts of your mommy, daddy and sister! We instantly fell in love with you the moment you came into this world. Both dad and I had to hold back our tears with the joy we felt when you entered this world! We are so blessed to call you our baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       We have so many hopes and dreams for you and we know that you will be an amazing woman when you grow up! I know you will do many wonderful things and make your dad and I very proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       You are such a cuddly baby and I just love holding and cuddling you! It's so hard to put you down at times because I just want to cherish my time with you! I hope that as you grow up that you and I will not only be mother and daughter but best friends like I am with my mother. I love my children dearly and I know my girls and I will be very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Always remember that your dad and I love you more than you could ever imagine! We are so blessed to have you with us and I thank your Heavenly Father every night for giving you to us! We love you Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-327894614940972925?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/327894614940972925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=327894614940972925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/327894614940972925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/327894614940972925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-precious-baby-reagan.html' title='My precious baby Reagan'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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-3138521002252753456.post-8394895835442468955</id><published>2010-10-02T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:00:00.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdzJJCpoI/AAAAAAAABVY/ATBNzTYilqM/s1600/home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdzJJCpoI/AAAAAAAABVY/ATBNzTYilqM/s400/home2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523205126225045122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdyvpv8qI/AAAAAAAABVQ/DIOAcjQOF3I/s1600/home1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdyvpv8qI/AAAAAAAABVQ/DIOAcjQOF3I/s400/home1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523205119382909602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdyfFk77I/AAAAAAAABVI/BvfoCLXMOxc/s1600/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdyfFk77I/AAAAAAAABVI/BvfoCLXMOxc/s400/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523205114936225714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I delivered on a Tuesday afternoon and we went home Thursday afternoon. My hospital stay was great and it was nice to have some one on one time with my new princess, but nothing is like home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazing mom surprised us with a clean house and met us at home with Bentley. What a nice surprise to come home to! Nothing beats seeing your kids and the smell of a clean home! Thanks mom your the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first night home was great. Reagan is really a pretty good baby! She doesn't cry much (but has a good set of lungs when she does cry). I got up twice with her on our first night home, so I really can't complain! Lets hope she keeps this up! What an Angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3138521002252753456-8394895835442468955?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/8394895835442468955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=8394895835442468955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8394895835442468955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/8394895835442468955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/coming-home.html' title='Coming Home!'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZdzJJCpoI/AAAAAAAABVY/ATBNzTYilqM/s72-c/home2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-1107039737249997478</id><published>2010-10-01T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:06:19.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bentley meeting Reagan for first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bentley met Reagan for the first time on Wednesday morning. She was so cute when she walked in the room! She had the biggest smile on her face yelled out "baby" and ran to her. She had to touch her all over. She was so fascinated with her head and hair. She just kept rubbing her hand over her head and face. She was really excited to see her new sister....for about 10 minutes, then Mimi went to hold Reagan and Bentley lost it :) Guess she's not quite ready to share her time with Mimi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZS3_-WCI/AAAAAAAABVA/ai5evFOgkdc/s1600/bent%26re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZS3_-WCI/AAAAAAAABVA/ai5evFOgkdc/s400/bent%26re2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523200173821286434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZSfEKCkI/AAAAAAAABU4/DSQVAG3Vjp4/s1600/bent%26re1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZSfEKCkI/AAAAAAAABU4/DSQVAG3Vjp4/s400/bent%26re1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523200167127943746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZSE1i5kI/AAAAAAAABUw/CoZkdK-dqSc/s1600/bent%26re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZSE1i5kI/AAAAAAAABUw/CoZkdK-dqSc/s400/bent%26re.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523200160087336514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"hold her me" (I want to hold her)&lt;br /&gt;"I cuyle my baby" (I cuddle my baby)&lt;br /&gt;are just some of the cute things Bent says to her sister. She constantly kisses her cheeks. However, the last night I stayed in the hospital she told me "stay mom, I go with Mimi". I'm not going to lie it kind of broke my heart. My mom told me later that when they got her home she told my mom "I miss my mommy, I want my mommy" That was a first....She still loves me FEW!&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-1107039737249997478?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/1107039737249997478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=1107039737249997478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1107039737249997478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/1107039737249997478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/10/bentley-meeting-reagan-for-first-time.html' title='Bentley meeting Reagan for first time'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TKZZS3_-WCI/AAAAAAAABVA/ai5evFOgkdc/s72-c/bent%26re2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2622032533850380830</id><published>2010-09-24T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:15:00.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing baby REAGAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Reagan Leigh Harper&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 21, 2010&lt;br /&gt;5:20 pm&lt;br /&gt;6 lbs 4 oz&lt;br /&gt;17 3/4 in long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpwHZWgLI/AAAAAAAABUo/UYsVEke6Eh0/s1600/re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpwHZWgLI/AAAAAAAABUo/UYsVEke6Eh0/s400/re.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333149845225650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpvvRxBmI/AAAAAAAABUg/S1xQrroAKbs/s1600/re1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpvvRxBmI/AAAAAAAABUg/S1xQrroAKbs/s400/re1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333143370958434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpvCuMPCI/AAAAAAAABUY/c2nr-Q3SHXk/s1600/re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpvCuMPCI/AAAAAAAABUY/c2nr-Q3SHXk/s400/re2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333131410586658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoVPIu7tI/AAAAAAAABUQ/DZQeZcAtjm4/s1600/re3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoVPIu7tI/AAAAAAAABUQ/DZQeZcAtjm4/s400/re3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331588554911442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoUSdLRWI/AAAAAAAABUI/1BXrznzSPXY/s1600/re5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoUSdLRWI/AAAAAAAABUI/1BXrznzSPXY/s400/re5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331572266091874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoTxSDt7I/AAAAAAAABUA/lxrZ3SA7MWE/s1600/re4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwoTxSDt7I/AAAAAAAABUA/lxrZ3SA7MWE/s400/re4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331563361089458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Reagan decided to finally join our family on the 21st. She came 3 weeks early and we couldn't be happier! Bentley loves her new little sissy and Chad and I are so happy to welcome another little princess into the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend I worked Saturday day where I didn't feel to hot (but that's nothing new these last months). I got home my wonderful husband made us some dinner and that night I got the flu! I puked my guts out violently for 12 hours! Bent woke up that night puking her little guts out also. Chad happened to not get sick that night so we thought he was in the clear. Sunday It took me all day to recooperate and monday morning I had a Dr. apt. I was almost 37 weeks and dilated to almost a 3 so they stripped my membranes. That night Chad got sick and I got sick again. Bless our hearts we were trading off bathrooms. I contracted all night long, but nothing that was really productive. Just enough to keep waking me up through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning luckily Chad was feeling better, but I started having some pretty good contractions at about 10:30am. They lasted about an hour and stopped. I thought maybe I was just dehydrated from loosing 8 pounds the last 3 days so thought about having my nurse buddies throw in an iv for some fluids. I went with Chad to get some lunch and while he and Bent ate they started again. At that point I couldn't take it any more so I told him we needed to head to the hospital. They checked us in and watched me for an hour where I had hard contractions every 2-3 min. They checked me after an hour and I hadn't changed much so they had me walk the floor to see if things would get moving. After half an hour of walking I couldn't take it any more and luckily I had changed to a 4 and was completely effaced with a bulging bag! So finally I got to stay! Within half an hour they had my iv and epidural in and when they checked me again, I was a 6! Fifteen minutes later Dr. Dayton came and broke my water and immediately changed to a 7. I laid there for about half an hour when I started feeling a lot of back labor and instantly got nausea's I asked the nurse to check me again and what do you know, I was complete! Luckily Dr. Dayton was waiting out at the desk. He came in and 4 pushes later our little angel was born. She had meconium in the amniotic fluid, so my buddies from the NICU got to be part of this birth as well, luckily everything checked out perfect and she is healthy as can be! I'm glad they didn't send me home because I'm afraid we would have had a baby at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3138521002252753456-2622032533850380830?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2622032533850380830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2622032533850380830' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2622032533850380830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2622032533850380830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/09/introducing-baby-reagan.html' title='Introducing baby REAGAN'/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwpwHZWgLI/AAAAAAAABUo/UYsVEke6Eh0/s72-c/re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-2619891044540080169</id><published>2010-09-23T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:15:01.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told myself that I would take pictures during my pregnancy even if I felt huge so I had my friend Julie take some pictures for me. I am 35 weeks in these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pregnancy was pretty rough, I'm not going to lie. I know it was just as rough on my family and my husband as it was me. So to everyone who helped me these last 9 months THANK YOU! I could not have made it through this year without any of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hard as pregnancy is for me I know my little ones are SO worth it. This last month I have felt you move so much! You are such an active little girl! I am pretty sure you are doing flips inside me all the time! I love feeling you move around. This last little bit I have been craving ICE!! Yep crushed ice with any kind of flavor on it. Thank goodness it is summer and easy to find! I wish I could say I craved more stuff, but this last month I think we have lived on cold cereal because I have been so nauseas with you. I gained a total of 20 lbs up until this last week and have lost 8 getting the flu so I guess we totaled 12 pounds this pregnancy. Believe me I look like I gained more. I'm sure it was just mostly water weight I lost the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwibZNiztI/AAAAAAAABT4/mu0bSWnsMnI/s1600/mat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwibZNiztI/AAAAAAAABT4/mu0bSWnsMnI/s400/mat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325097268891346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwia71bJBI/AAAAAAAABTw/LieYKOXMbGU/s1600/mat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwia71bJBI/AAAAAAAABTw/LieYKOXMbGU/s400/mat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325089383097362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiKmg19kI/AAAAAAAABTo/Clipm8Aeovo/s1600/mat5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiKmg19kI/AAAAAAAABTo/Clipm8Aeovo/s400/mat5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520324808781723202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiKOcBupI/AAAAAAAABTg/1qYWmJBOwvU/s1600/mat4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiKOcBupI/AAAAAAAABTg/1qYWmJBOwvU/s400/mat4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520324802319071890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiJBhGStI/AAAAAAAABTY/cATP2s1SgHM/s1600/mat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwiJBhGStI/AAAAAAAABTY/cATP2s1SgHM/s400/mat3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520324781670812370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhkLH08bI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WPQppD-nFOc/s1600/mat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhkLH08bI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WPQppD-nFOc/s400/mat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520324148594012594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same time I had my pictures done, we also did Bentley's 2 year photos. Bent I wish I could say that you cooperated so well, but I can't. Luckily you are so cute that she got some good shots of you and I love that we captured your little personality! You are truly a beautiful girl and mommy and daddy just love you to pieces! You did have the photographer cracking up at you because you wanted to help out so bad...oh and you wanted to find "monsters", "baby monsters" in the trees. You are a very entertaining little thing even when you are being a little stubborn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhjMilpHI/AAAAAAAABTA/-4KPR-Gk6iE/s1600/bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhjMilpHI/AAAAAAAABTA/-4KPR-Gk6iE/s400/bent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520324131794822258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhNG5fD_I/AAAAAAAABS4/khyYYd-67QA/s1600/bent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhNG5fD_I/AAAAAAAABS4/khyYYd-67QA/s400/bent1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520323752323125234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhM9aXhuI/AAAAAAAABSw/VXgg7909uiA/s1600/bent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhM9aXhuI/AAAAAAAABSw/VXgg7909uiA/s400/bent2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520323749776688866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhMYl2p_I/AAAAAAAABSo/knFqNYyswKs/s1600/bent3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwhMYl2p_I/AAAAAAAABSo/knFqNYyswKs/s400/bent3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520323739892754418" 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/3138521002252753456-2619891044540080169?l=chharper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/feeds/2619891044540080169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3138521002252753456&amp;postID=2619891044540080169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2619891044540080169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3138521002252753456/posts/default/2619891044540080169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chharper.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-told-myself-that-i-would-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Harper Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813682051395297526</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/_Z6MthSg0ng4/TJwibZNiztI/AAAAAAAABT4/mu0bSWnsMnI/s72-c/mat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3138521002252753456.post-3867976534905885063</id><published>2010-09-14T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:20:18.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary day at the Harper house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Last week I spent a night in Labor and Delivery at 35 weeks. I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes before going in. After getting there I was having them every 1-2 min. They watched me for awhile since I was early then decided to try some pain medication to see if they would relax me and slow them down. They gave me two percocet and after 1 hour nothing had changed, so they went the morphine route. They gave me a shot of morphine and phenergan and they finally slowed down. I had changed and was dilated to a 2 and 70% effaced. I opted to go home to rest and sleep in my own bed and see if they would continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had contractions for the past week and today was my 36 week Dr. apt. They checked me again and I am still a 2 and 80% effaced, but when they tried to find the babies heart rate it took her a really long time to find it. They had me go down the hall and do a non-stress test just to make sure everything was ok with the baby. They had me on the monitor for about 5 min and the nurse looked at me and asked how fast I could get to the hospital. Luckily it was just down the road and I told her I could get there fast. She heard the babies heart drop multiple times while I was on the monitor so they made me go to the hospital. Let me tell you I got a little scared for the first time! I happened to go to this apt by myself and had Bentley with me because I just figured it was another routine visit and I had some errands I needed to run afterwards. Today was the day that being a nurse I knew way too much!! I arrived at the hospital and they were all ready for me. They had me checked in within 5 min and back in a room. They had everything ready to take me back to do an Emergency C-sec. They hooked me up to the monitors. Prayers were answered and they found her heartbeat on the monitor. They watched me for about 4 hours to make sure that everything was ok. I was having contractions every 5 min today so they gave me another shot of morphine to relax my uterus and I got to go home. Luckily all is well for now and I go in on friday for another non-stress test to check on the baby again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite the day for us. This little girl scared a lot of people today! Thankfully our prayers were answered and we are safe and sound at home waiting a little longer before she decides to come. Truth be told she could come anytime now!! 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