<?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-2950100524706311025</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:47:50.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TARH2O FAMILY</title><subtitle type='html'>"Only a life lived for others is worth living." 
-- Albert Einstein</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2206380526665385272</id><published>2009-03-03T10:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:38:24.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Michael:&lt;/strong&gt; Is still working at University of Phoenix as an enrollment counselor, and is doing a great job.  He is playing softball and being an incredibel father and husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt;  I was just offered a position as an enrollment counselor at the University of Phoenix, which I have accepted.  I will begin training March 30.  I am playing soccer and enjoying being a mother to the best boys in the world.  Both boys will be watched by a lady named Julie who also has a two year old.  I am so glad I didn't have to resort to daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beau:  &lt;/strong&gt;It is his birthday today.  He is officially 2.  He is being a wonderful big brother to Gage, and is always so concerned about everyone else.  He is going through a stage where whenever he wants something he always makes sure that mom, dad, or Gage has some also.  His vocabulary and conversation has improved so much within the last two weeks.  He goes in for his well check up tomorrow so, I will have to post his weight and percentage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gage:&lt;/strong&gt; Is our little angel.  He is so easy going.  His third tooth broke through and we are now about to have a fourth one.  At his 6 month checkup he weighed 18 lbs. 7 oz.  He is in the 58% for weight.  He is 27.75 in. tall and is in the 83% for height.  His head circumfrence is only in the 13%, but he is still so smart.  He has already passed the crawling stage and is now pulling himself up to stand on everything.  I can't believe that he will be 7 months old on Thursday.  We also just found out that Gage is going in for Surgery on March 30th.  I will have to take before and after pictures.  So please keep him in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family:&lt;/strong&gt;  We are doing so well and are a very happy family.  We are leaving to go out of town on Thursday and will return the following Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-2206380526665385272?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2206380526665385272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2206380526665385272' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2206380526665385272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2206380526665385272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2872049494352108815</id><published>2009-02-13T11:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:34:50.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Big, To Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SZW9H63Hb5I/AAAAAAAAAus/aS8Z5olImRg/s1600-h/02-13-09_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302352080055791506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SZW9H63Hb5I/AAAAAAAAAus/aS8Z5olImRg/s400/02-13-09_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SZW8oH1JjrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/94CDjEjY-4k/s1600-h/02-13-09_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the last two days have been quite interesting. Besides Gage crawling every he has decided to get a tooth a day. He has been running a temp. of 101-102 for the past two days. Now not only does he have both bottom teeth, his top ones will be coming through any day. What can I say the teething process is miserable for both parties. He growing up to fast. This morning he pushed himself to a sitting position. So with a little help (from me. I just spread his feet a little farther apart so he would have better balance.) he was able to sit and play with some balls. Time has flown so fast. He is already 6 months old. I wish he could stay little. He is the best baby in the whole world. &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/2950100524706311025-2872049494352108815?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2872049494352108815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2872049494352108815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2872049494352108815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2872049494352108815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-big-to-fast.html' title='To Big, To Fast'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SZW9H63Hb5I/AAAAAAAAAus/aS8Z5olImRg/s72-c/02-13-09_1118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3100863354250556997</id><published>2009-02-10T16:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:11:35.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys are a blessing.</title><content type='html'>Okay so a quick update.  Gage has officially started crawling as of 3 days ago.  His first tooth finally broke through, and his gums are still swollen with three more awaiting their turn.  Beau has quite an appetite lately, and we are really going to put forth an effort to try and potty break him.  I started before and he was going then when he got sick, let's just say it was better to keep a diaper on him.  Life is great and I am truly blessed to have such great little boys.  I am loving every minute watching them interact and play together.  I can't imagine life without them. They are so precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3100863354250556997?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3100863354250556997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3100863354250556997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3100863354250556997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3100863354250556997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-boys-are-blessing.html' title='My boys are a blessing.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6139176545907777919</id><published>2009-01-30T11:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:43:51.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suns Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNI8mLOjWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B_cUv1GpY8c/s1600-h/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297157792594824546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNI8mLOjWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B_cUv1GpY8c/s320/DSCN0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For christmas Michael got tickets to go to the suns game.  It was so enjoyable to actually go out and do something just the two of us.  I can't remember the last we went on a date.  I owe Tina big time for watching my boys until midnight.  It's a bummer that the Suns lost, but I had so much fun.  This was my first professional basketball game and it will definetly be one to remember. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNI8bHgg7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/odRPENIoT9I/s1600-h/DSCN0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297157789626434482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNI8bHgg7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/odRPENIoT9I/s320/DSCN0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks babe for taking me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNIB63hEtI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VGcL74rCmhA/s1600-h/DSCN0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297156784537014994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNIB63hEtI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VGcL74rCmhA/s320/DSCN0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNIBkt-FbI/AAAAAAAAAuA/pW0Ts_oB0cI/s1600-h/DSCN0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297156778591393202" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNFvztnPRI/AAAAAAAAAtA/IZWoz5AnkwM/s320/DSCN0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6139176545907777919?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6139176545907777919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6139176545907777919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6139176545907777919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6139176545907777919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/suns-game.html' title='Suns Game'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYNI8mLOjWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B_cUv1GpY8c/s72-c/DSCN0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-4921115067036369882</id><published>2009-01-30T10:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:06:09.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know I have been a complete slacker when it comes to blogging, but I am going to try and keep up with things.  One of my New Year's resolutions is to get my homework done on time rather than procrastinate until the very last minute.  I am also trying to have a dinner prepared everynight, so between that, the boys, and trying to run errands and keep the house in order, I'm going to try and add this to the list. So here are a few pictures to catch me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8T8ZujzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EHdJwroHBqI/s1600-h/DSCN0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297143900047052594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8T8ZujzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EHdJwroHBqI/s320/DSCN0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8T4j2iQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qpv2v_v2eZw/s1600-h/DSCN0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297143899015776514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8T4j2iQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qpv2v_v2eZw/s320/DSCN0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Messiest part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8TQcWeGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3TSYzqyF0Os/s1600-h/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297143888246896738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8TQcWeGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3TSYzqyF0Os/s320/DSCN0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau wearing sexy shoes. Doesn't it makes his legs look good :) Pretty good for a little boy, although Mike would kill me if he saw this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                                              &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8TVysUQI/AAAAAAAAAsY/UPT5EK3GzCM/s1600-h/DSCN0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297143889682780418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8TVysUQI/AAAAAAAAAsY/UPT5EK3GzCM/s320/DSCN0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture at Nikki's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6lHqTHGI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Lcvv-MLbHVc/s1600-h/DSCN0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297141996103867490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6lHqTHGI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Lcvv-MLbHVc/s320/DSCN0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau loves playing hide and seek, I found him crouched down in the laundry basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kW5mQGI/AAAAAAAAAsA/SAXGmHTG9r8/s1600-h/DSCN0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297141983014699106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kW5mQGI/AAAAAAAAAsA/SAXGmHTG9r8/s320/DSCN0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau's first ice skating experience.  He absolutely loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kejtSeI/AAAAAAAAAr4/JtOdpEQuAbw/s1600-h/DSCN0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297141985070369250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kejtSeI/AAAAAAAAAr4/JtOdpEQuAbw/s320/DSCN0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years. Beau stayed awake all night. Gage fell asleep 45 min. before midnight or else he would have been there too. What can I say I have night owls for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kCmZT3I/AAAAAAAAArw/-v0H0TvSm70/s1600-h/DSCN0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297141977565450098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM6kCmZT3I/AAAAAAAAArw/-v0H0TvSm70/s320/DSCN0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow day at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-4921115067036369882?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4921115067036369882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=4921115067036369882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4921115067036369882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4921115067036369882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SYM8T8ZujzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EHdJwroHBqI/s72-c/DSCN0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7895251240611073034</id><published>2008-12-05T15:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:06:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fa La La La La!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for Christmas and the New Year.  To me Christmas isn't about getting presents anymore.  I love to decorate and feel the warmth and love of the holiday's with my family.  I love watching the boys get so happy over little fun things that we do.  This year was our first year, having our own place to decorate.  I decorated our tree, with a lot of help from some little hands.  Beau's favorite thing to do is try and play baseball with the different balls on the tree.  We ate cookies and listened to Christmas music and after we cleaned up our rather tremendous mess, we have been enjoying watching Christmas movies together. I just love this time of year.  Here are pictures of my little helpers and the end results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmzRatMCkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DhQuS7OzPnM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445550249249346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmzRatMCkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DhQuS7OzPnM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmzCsV2Z5I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nJ-Zh-ewKoo/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445297285162898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmzCsV2Z5I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nJ-Zh-ewKoo/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy_89xBOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZZPHS6ln4w/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445250207941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy_89xBOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZZPHS6ln4w/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy_p1FFSI/AAAAAAAAAio/1Q2dA00cAJc/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445245071234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy_p1FFSI/AAAAAAAAAio/1Q2dA00cAJc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy9yoSRcI/AAAAAAAAAig/mXhSDsZd4Lg/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445213073753538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy9yoSRcI/AAAAAAAAAig/mXhSDsZd4Lg/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy9iRkhQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fsbR8qMvzAQ/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276445208683513090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmy9iRkhQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fsbR8qMvzAQ/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures doesn't do my tree justice, I promise it looks a lot better in person.  The colors are red and gold, and I decorated it with Santa's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7895251240611073034?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7895251240611073034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7895251240611073034' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7895251240611073034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7895251240611073034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/fa-la-la-la-la.html' title='Fa La La La La!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmzRatMCkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DhQuS7OzPnM/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7699433038071528104</id><published>2008-12-05T15:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:52:09.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>This year for Thanksgiving, Michael and I and the boys joined Tina's family and went to St. George for the weekend. The last time we spent Thanksgiving in Utah, was three years ago before Michael and I were even married. It was a great experience. Rhonda, had some great activities planned for us. We woke up Thanksgiving morning and it had still been raining. Needless to say that didn't stop the boys from playing a game of football. It was so cold, and we loved every minute of it. After we ate and watched some football games, we decorated gingerbread houses. Beau's ended up in the trash. He thought it was fun to decorate a piece, then eat and then throw it. The following morning, Tina and I were up very by 3:00 a.m. and headed out for an eager shopping trip. When we returned at noon, the boys all went on a four-wheeler ride and shot guns. After every one got back we went to Santa's Workshop. It was an incredible weekend. Beau and Gage enjoyed spending so much time with their grammy as Beau likes to call her. I am so thankful to have such a wonderful family.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau decided to go outside all by himself. He just sat in this chair with a bottle for about 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOyVgIPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ihyTU7PcRKA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441107006234866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOyVgIPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ihyTU7PcRKA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                The boys didn't watch any games, so Beau asked to watch Nemo on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOjuTrEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/q3mUHIid61c/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441103083744322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOjuTrEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/q3mUHIid61c/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Beau loves to watch movies on the computer rather than on the T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOelI0jI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Tf_uX-9Gv0I/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441101703107122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOelI0jI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Tf_uX-9Gv0I/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage was so good. He barely cried on the drive up and back and only cried once while we were in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOY36ZJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wXGnKRUxziA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441100171240594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOY36ZJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wXGnKRUxziA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           He's such a happy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOA2Gs9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/RQQxjZizQog/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441093721207762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOA2Gs9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/RQQxjZizQog/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7699433038071528104?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7699433038071528104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7699433038071528104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7699433038071528104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7699433038071528104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/STmvOyVgIPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ihyTU7PcRKA/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1640452965801331572</id><published>2008-11-17T11:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:10:35.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get enough.</title><content type='html'>With the holiday's fast approaching, there is so much to do. I sometimes get caught up in the shopping, the house cleaning, all the meal preparations, my homework, and the list keeps going. I've noticed that I have been so absorbed in everything minus my boys. So today I have focused all my attention on playing and soaking up the moment with my special boys. Here are some pictures I took today, I just can't get enough of my kiddos. (Most of the pictures are of Gage, I haven't taken ver many of him lately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269704624064334146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAb3yWiUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/As-PCkq9_Fw/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269704625262276450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAb8P9r2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/B4QJSX7Sol8/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269704630391759970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAcPW7ZGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Se5BZ3WDcmM/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269704634836283186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAcf6lbzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rRP0Xk8id3Y/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAcVe3t5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_IYxE27n1Pk/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269704632035686290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAcVe3t5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_IYxE27n1Pk/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1640452965801331572?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1640452965801331572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1640452965801331572' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1640452965801331572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1640452965801331572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-get-enough.html' title='I can&apos;t get enough.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSHAb3yWiUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/As-PCkq9_Fw/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6658753992421573104</id><published>2008-11-11T20:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:08:38.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wightman Family Pics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfkp5v8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/qH5xv4QnyXQ/s1600-h/Ann+at+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616715066949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfkp5v8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/qH5xv4QnyXQ/s320/Ann+at+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my mom when she was 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfU2QWxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eU9aQmzqrO0/s1600-h/Girls+Sept+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616710823795474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfU2QWxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eU9aQmzqrO0/s320/Girls+Sept+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was in taken in September when I went to Florida from my dad's 50th b-day party.  From Left to Right Me, Dallas, Courtney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfa1NRoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/aC-SCmVYGLA/s1600-h/Girls+Sept+2008+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616712430012034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfa1NRoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/aC-SCmVYGLA/s320/Girls+Sept+2008+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallas (20), Me (22), Courtney (19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVe7eDrVI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8e7O6Nllg_g/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616704011414866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVe7eDrVI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8e7O6Nllg_g/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my brother Hunter when we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVeux-e_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/Fw0aOl9JWVE/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616700605299698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVeux-e_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/Fw0aOl9JWVE/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Wightman clan. Beau, and I. Austin (yellow shirt), Courtney (center), Hunter, Dallas and Gage, and then my mom, Tucker, and then my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I know that I already posted today, but I just got my hands on some pictures that I have been waiting for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6658753992421573104?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6658753992421573104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6658753992421573104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6658753992421573104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6658753992421573104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/wightman-family-pics.html' title='Wightman Family Pics.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRpVfkp5v8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/qH5xv4QnyXQ/s72-c/Ann+at+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2083477222901930029</id><published>2008-11-11T14:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:09:24.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Random Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoWUVeC5yI/AAAAAAAAAgA/AsO3gVXbHag/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Favorite musician(s)/bands you've seen in concert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Randy Travis play in Virginia, at an outside carnival, I saw Rascal Flatts in Plant City, Fl at the Strawberry Festival, and the last one that I saw was what I considered a real concert, it was in an indoor arena, we had to actually pay to have seats, it was the Tim McGraw and Faith Hill Concert. (The other two weren't real concerts, they were just playing for the carnival.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If they made a movie about your life, what actor/actress would be you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea, I would have to say Reese Witherspoon. I love her spunk and attitude in her movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoUHAmjn6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6Qo_QbfNVmY/s1600-h/Reese+Witherspoon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267544824816574370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoUHAmjn6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6Qo_QbfNVmY/s320/Reese+Witherspoon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many kids do you plan on having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W\ell the original plan was that Michael and I wanted to have four children. We currently have 2 incredible little boys, and I am super satsisfied. We have left open the discussion for maybe one more but the would definetly be the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name one thing you worry about running out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I have to mention 2. #1. Money and #2. Diapers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you named after anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My got my middle name Marie from my great-grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you popular in high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say kinda. I wasn't the most popular, but I played sports so most people knew who I was, a lot of my friends were popular so I guess it just depended on who I was hanging out with at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main ringtone is Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. When Michael calls it's I cross my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Halloween Family pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoUHTfoweI/AAAAAAAAAf4/LM_Ce_1OFhg/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267544829887824354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoUHTfoweI/AAAAAAAAAf4/LM_Ce_1OFhg/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your all-time favorite thing to shop for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like shopping for toys for my kids, (I love christmas), although lately I love going Sam's club and buying clothes on-line&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you usually blog from a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tan or burn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan, sometimes I burn, but not very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau, lately he has been doing some crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care for popcorn, but if I had to choose, I like Kettle corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Closest thing to you that is yellow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caboose to Beau's train set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is your second toe longer than your first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, shorter. But not by much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...Hibbs, Michael, and Nikki (I just want to see what Michael's responses are.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-2083477222901930029?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2083477222901930029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2083477222901930029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2083477222901930029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2083477222901930029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/15-random-pictures.html' title='15 Random Questions'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SRoUHAmjn6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6Qo_QbfNVmY/s72-c/Reese+Witherspoon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3941385128324113623</id><published>2008-11-01T15:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:30:43.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>Beau got out of the tub and just wanted to sit on his pumpkin naked and watch the Doodlebops. I think his naked pics are so cute:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzIX6StijI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8PV37U6UJhg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzIX6StijI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8PV37U6UJhg/s320/042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263802377599552050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzIWwyTX3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/jhD1A5ynusM/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzIWwyTX3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/jhD1A5ynusM/s320/041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263802357867831154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage is so dang sweet.  He has started scooting a little bit. Doesn't he look more and more like Michael everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH7n1fyiI/AAAAAAAAAeA/PQ54CvfORTg/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH7n1fyiI/AAAAAAAAAeA/PQ54CvfORTg/s320/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263801891608840738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH7dPYnBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Mks8Y0raNqI/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH7dPYnBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Mks8Y0raNqI/s320/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263801888764632082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Rhonda's last weekend, and Beau was helping her feed Gage. He always freaks out if Gage has spit or slobber on his mouth and he has to stop whatever is happening to wipe his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzJPjxWoBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kGixFh01sy0/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzJPjxWoBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kGixFh01sy0/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263803333626732562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beau helping Rhonda get ready. He has always sat on her sink while she does her and makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH6cIapoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IIO9rEhRHKo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH6cIapoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IIO9rEhRHKo/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263801871287101058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best news of all, Beau went poop on his toliet for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH588rVKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/X2nEJPL_GrY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzH588rVKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/X2nEJPL_GrY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263801862916363426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3941385128324113623?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3941385128324113623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3941385128324113623' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3941385128324113623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3941385128324113623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzIX6StijI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8PV37U6UJhg/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1502516953771041828</id><published>2008-11-01T14:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:57:45.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat (or just HI!)</title><content type='html'>Last night was so much fun.  We went over to Darwin and Staci's house and Darwin took our boys trick-or-treating.  Beau was so cute.  We practiced knocking on their door first, so Beau would know what to do.  We didn't even make it out of the drive way when he decided he needed to eat his candy already.  Beau didn't understand how to say trick-or-treat, so instead he would say Hi, really enthusiastically.  He was so determined to hold his own bag and walk to each door.  By the end of the night he knew exactly what to do and he would go up somwhat by himself (unless thier where noises or the people where dressed up.) Then we went back to their house and ate pizza and Beau ate his candy.  We'll just say he was so wired he didn't go to bed until 12:00 last night. Here are a few pictures.  Beau was a devil and Gage was a pea in a pod, incase you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCm6h0F_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eG0MXbxf7Vg/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCm6h0F_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eG0MXbxf7Vg/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796038291167218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCmqDyvzI/AAAAAAAAAco/hkW-ruyg9s8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCmqDyvzI/AAAAAAAAAco/hkW-ruyg9s8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796033870282546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCllfrv0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/zwUXwf9hZ0w/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCllfrv0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/zwUXwf9hZ0w/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796015465217858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzClauJPsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9ov4vr1sutc/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzClauJPsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9ov4vr1sutc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796012573081282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCk0WfbLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5-VJN4ew__c/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCk0WfbLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5-VJN4ew__c/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796002273324210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFGBy9LbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Yzl96UPtC9o/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFGBy9LbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Yzl96UPtC9o/s320/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263798771841314226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFFp4Q-bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/p0ZY9xs7t3k/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFFp4Q-bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/p0ZY9xs7t3k/s320/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263798765421132210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFFVibjuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xT3iLHRgcG8/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFFVibjuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xT3iLHRgcG8/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263798759960841954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFEgWAk1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/tAG-1uRjBWI/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzFEgWAk1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/tAG-1uRjBWI/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263798745681662802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1502516953771041828?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1502516953771041828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1502516953771041828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1502516953771041828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1502516953771041828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat-or-just-hi.html' title='Trick-or-Treat (or just HI!)'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SQzCm6h0F_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eG0MXbxf7Vg/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3786621402939458789</id><published>2008-10-20T16:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:58:59.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AWWWWWWWWWW</title><content type='html'>I just had to post the picture of Michael balancing Gage, he use to do this all the time to Beau. He tried to balance Beau but he was such a little chicken. It always makes me so nervous that Mike might accidentally drop them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SP0M5QMgX1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/S32h0C5mgF0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SP0M5QMgX1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/S32h0C5mgF0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259374117578104658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SP0M5unit0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/-hC1zzsnba4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SP0M5unit0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/-hC1zzsnba4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259374125744568130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3786621402939458789?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3786621402939458789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3786621402939458789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3786621402939458789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3786621402939458789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/awwwwwwwwww.html' title='AWWWWWWWWWW'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SP0M5QMgX1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/S32h0C5mgF0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2157146403824260249</id><published>2008-10-20T16:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:55:06.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loosing it.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I had another bad mom moment. I have so much on my mind I can't function right.  I just got home from meeting Teri at Sam's Club and I turned off the car and threw my keys in the diaper bag. Then I proceeded out of the car, where I accidentally hit the lock button instead of the unlock button. Yes, I locked the boys in the car.  I had to run to our office and ask them to call someone for me since my cell phone was also in the car.  We decided against a lock smith since they take to long.  Needless to say we had the police and the fireman come out and try to unlock my car.  It got to the point they almost had to break my window, since they couldn't get in and the boys were crying and sweating so bad. The point to my story is I need to get a hide-a-way key, since this is the second time in two months that I have locked the keys in the car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-2157146403824260249?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2157146403824260249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2157146403824260249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2157146403824260249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2157146403824260249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-loosing-it.html' title='I&apos;m loosing it.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-644213532064070326</id><published>2008-10-15T15:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:40:15.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo-Choo Train!</title><content type='html'>I want to say thank you to Brittany for inviting me to go to the train park. Beau was so excited to do something different with his cousins. He walked around all morning saying "Tate, Tate" and "Choo-Choo train". It was a great change and not to hot. I took a couple of pictures that turned out really cute. (Lindsey hopefully you got a good picture with the boys sitting down. All of mine are either blurry or one of the two boys are looking off in different directions, or have their eye's closed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZij9kPwAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QAFIxR3RTq0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZij9kPwAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QAFIxR3RTq0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257497984963166210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikMRWJRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iTuaRh0P-Js/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikMRWJRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iTuaRh0P-Js/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257497988910425362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikRWRcII/AAAAAAAAAbY/2cbPitjpy4U/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikRWRcII/AAAAAAAAAbY/2cbPitjpy4U/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257497990273265794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikq2d5qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/zto1BlrXvc0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZikq2d5qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/zto1BlrXvc0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257497997119186594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZilEPb5sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VYheB_Fpg9w/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZilEPb5sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VYheB_Fpg9w/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257498003934799554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZjDpLKY6I/AAAAAAAAAbw/tC25cA_z9-I/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZjDpLKY6I/AAAAAAAAAbw/tC25cA_z9-I/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257498529245062050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-644213532064070326?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/644213532064070326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=644213532064070326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/644213532064070326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/644213532064070326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/choo-choo-train.html' title='Choo-Choo Train!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SPZij9kPwAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QAFIxR3RTq0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7743040031427576961</id><published>2008-10-09T19:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:28:55.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boys, that's all I can say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A quick update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Beau is saying two knew words.  The first word he walks around saying all day long is Happy.  I hear Happy, Happy, Happy all day long. The second word, really surprised Mike and I.  Mike was playing a card game and made a mistake, and he didn't even say anything, but Beau did.  He looked up at Michael and said "Oh Shoot!".  Then at dinner when he dropped his fork on the ground he said it again.  I told Michael that we had better start watching what we are saying.  Gage is now cooing and smiling so much. I'll have to get a picture and post it soon. He is also holding his head up really well and kind of scooting a little around the floor.  That is just a little on the improvement of both boys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't emphasize how much Beau is a fish.  He absolutely loves the water.  When we go to the zoo, it is a fight to try and explain that Gage is tired and we have to go home.  I can't complain though.  Beau is such a great little boy, and Gage is such a trooper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO62zmLhyRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/F-f5f4C0f1o/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO62zmLhyRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/F-f5f4C0f1o/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338812726429970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beau going down the cave slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO62zpn1GOI/AAAAAAAAAag/JHuxjgqehkw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO62zpn1GOI/AAAAAAAAAag/JHuxjgqehkw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338813650442466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the inside of the cave, Beau loved playing in the little pools, of water. I did have to explain to him once that it was yucky water and he couldn't drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO620EkDlaI/AAAAAAAAAao/7fYx3dLWd54/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO620EkDlaI/AAAAAAAAAao/7fYx3dLWd54/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338820882372002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage is a trooper, he finally gave up and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO620a5iRDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ufaoibu0xho/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO620a5iRDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ufaoibu0xho/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338826878043186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau was so sad we had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I started the shower and was so excited to be able to relax and shave my legs and not have to worry about any little feet underneath me.  How wrong I was. Beau heard the shower and asked to get in.  I told him "no, go play catch with your dad."  I walked into our room and then back into the bathroom where I heard little giggles.  This is what I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO645gLQ14I/AAAAAAAAAa4/iwNalfZvvf8/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO645gLQ14I/AAAAAAAAAa4/iwNalfZvvf8/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255341113217177474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO6451XEjPI/AAAAAAAAAbA/enLwjhXr5dw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO6451XEjPI/AAAAAAAAAbA/enLwjhXr5dw/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255341118903848178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7743040031427576961?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7743040031427576961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7743040031427576961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7743040031427576961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7743040031427576961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-boys-thats-all-i-can-say.html' title='Little Boys, that&apos;s all I can say!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SO62zmLhyRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/F-f5f4C0f1o/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-4286958751095156342</id><published>2008-09-29T10:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:01:30.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIO049G0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/upvfaZyhKXk/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIO049G0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/upvfaZyhKXk/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251487691299429186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIPeVyPBI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-DZJ5qEKND0/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIPeVyPBI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-DZJ5qEKND0/s320/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251487702426205202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIPaKaHNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/oXWUdsjAIIg/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIPaKaHNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/oXWUdsjAIIg/s320/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251487701304745170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIP2DVwxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Rup800yN_cE/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIP2DVwxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Rup800yN_cE/s320/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251487708791292690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIP5ugi4I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OesfV6hMGw8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIP5ugi4I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OesfV6hMGw8/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251487709777660802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEI_4X1vwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CImbdM4ROI0/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEI_4X1vwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CImbdM4ROI0/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251488534047866626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEJAY0rX5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4lFAms-Z-4c/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEJAY0rX5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4lFAms-Z-4c/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251488542758756242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEJAXAKjII/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FmH5iWJLGoc/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEJAXAKjII/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FmH5iWJLGoc/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251488542270065794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-4286958751095156342?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4286958751095156342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=4286958751095156342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4286958751095156342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4286958751095156342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-boys.html' title='My boys!!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SOEIO049G0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/upvfaZyhKXk/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-5477064761514844455</id><published>2008-09-23T13:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:14:03.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fantasy World</title><content type='html'>Michael and I had an amazing time on our cruise, with his family. It was great to have time two spend together (and to actually sleep 3 full nights without having to wake up for babies)and to see David and Savannah.  I ate so much food and tried things I normally wouldn't have anywhere else.  My favorite appetizer was escargot and my favorite meal was the halibut.  Duck was okay but it was my least favorite.  There was a couple of amazing deserts, however Tina said that they needed to hire the Tarwaters to make desert.  She didn't think they were sweet enough. Here are a couple of my favorite pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL5su44GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JxGaF91tRlM/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL5su44GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JxGaF91tRlM/s320/138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249310295309475938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL586_4dI/AAAAAAAAAYA/J9ZnkVO4iMk/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL586_4dI/AAAAAAAAAYA/J9ZnkVO4iMk/s320/142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249310299655234002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL6YpouRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QW30nG1z63s/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL6YpouRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QW30nG1z63s/s320/143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249310307098605842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL65hoIXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jZhhG9VqwiY/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL65hoIXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jZhhG9VqwiY/s320/149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249310315923382642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzSOZCGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eddklAgLtJ8/s1600-h/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzSOZCGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eddklAgLtJ8/s320/180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249312384137889890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzh1ok9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/SVK7Oy0iA3M/s1600-h/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzh1ok9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/SVK7Oy0iA3M/s320/174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249312388329018322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzpzTkQI/AAAAAAAAAZI/r4hHqXRxGyg/s1600-h/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlNzpzTkQI/AAAAAAAAAZI/r4hHqXRxGyg/s320/164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249312390466736386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlN0Tzxg9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2nquA8yS7fI/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlN0Tzxg9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2nquA8yS7fI/s320/163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249312401742988242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-5477064761514844455?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5477064761514844455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=5477064761514844455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/5477064761514844455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/5477064761514844455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/fantasy-world.html' title='A Fantasy World'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlL5su44GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JxGaF91tRlM/s72-c/138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1330855295060788076</id><published>2008-09-23T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:45:03.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG2q_dPOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tTbOtYUgoRQ/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG2q_dPOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tTbOtYUgoRQ/s320/121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249304745744350434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG20a3EkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZniG0yPKGSA/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG20a3EkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZniG0yPKGSA/s320/118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249304748275208770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG3dquG6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/nA9zgcVhs8I/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG3dquG6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/nA9zgcVhs8I/s320/124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249304759347583906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG37lawTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/PU6oSjU3SFo/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG37lawTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/PU6oSjU3SFo/s320/126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249304767378407730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beau's first trip to Disney. He had alot of fun.  He loved all the rides but hated the disney characters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1330855295060788076?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1330855295060788076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1330855295060788076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1330855295060788076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1330855295060788076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/disney-world.html' title='Disney World'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlG2q_dPOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tTbOtYUgoRQ/s72-c/121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7727245978174337541</id><published>2008-09-23T12:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:36:02.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>I took the boys to the beach. Because of all the storms it blew a lot of creatures close to the beach. We caught a ton of fish with a cast net. We also caught baby octopuses, big live clams, jelly fish, and sea urchins. Here is a couple of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-aM3otzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9GGMcBEO51Y/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-aM3otzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9GGMcBEO51Y/s320/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249295460529125170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-dUASaJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/C3Ti32n_b1U/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-dUASaJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/C3Ti32n_b1U/s320/083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249295513984067730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-eutmR4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/vBxM2aXUUlY/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-eutmR4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/vBxM2aXUUlY/s320/082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249295538333304706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-f0G4maI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JmjrFgodUkw/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-f0G4maI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JmjrFgodUkw/s320/077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249295556961409442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-gckjcRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/a0t9fnAQLWs/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-gckjcRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/a0t9fnAQLWs/s320/091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249295567823270162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEoranQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/1HCocWAobsU/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEoranQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/1HCocWAobsU/s320/112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249302306316829586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEpGF2c7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/d73VG3ONfBE/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEpGF2c7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/d73VG3ONfBE/s320/115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249302313477501874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEpkV4WvI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fHB15Fzr6sA/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNlEpkV4WvI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fHB15Fzr6sA/s320/114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249302321597799154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7727245978174337541?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7727245978174337541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7727245978174337541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7727245978174337541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7727245978174337541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk-aM3otzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9GGMcBEO51Y/s72-c/078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3673527730611378142</id><published>2008-09-23T12:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:51:23.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>So, we are back in the real world.  We all had to come back to reality.  However, I have to admit living in a world of paradise (minus not having my boys with me) and not stressing about normal life was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;      Beau, Gage, and I flew out early to see my family and throw my dad a surprise birthday party here is our family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk6aNEulwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pd6fQ9dwCzQ/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk6aNEulwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pd6fQ9dwCzQ/s320/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249291062537524994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3673527730611378142?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3673527730611378142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3673527730611378142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3673527730611378142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3673527730611378142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SNk6aNEulwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pd6fQ9dwCzQ/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-18833419756967215</id><published>2008-08-29T22:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:04:27.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gage Michael Tarwater</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been so long but here is an update. I have had the baby 3 weeks later.  his name is Gage Michael Tarwater. He was born on August 5th (the day after Michael's birthday) at 2:03 in the afternoon. It's funny I was suppose to be induced that morning and ended up going into labor.  He weighed 7lbs 11 oz and was 20.5 inches long.  That is exactly on pound heavier than Beau and one inch shorter.  Here are a few pictures of him as a newborn and the growth that he has had over the last couple of weeks.  Beau is still adjusting but is starting to love being a big brother. He is such a big help. I am always busy with both boys but I am loving every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP97uBnTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_Y1C_7Ebf3Y/s1600-h/Mike+pics+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP97uBnTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_Y1C_7Ebf3Y/s320/Mike+pics+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166829355277618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is moments after he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP9-Z6pXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8AA8V64QjAw/s1600-h/Mike+pics+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP9-Z6pXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8AA8V64QjAw/s320/Mike+pics+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166830076241266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture of mom and dad and Gage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP9zfuV9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/5AVQ1bAaMUk/s1600-h/Mike+pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP9zfuV9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/5AVQ1bAaMUk/s320/Mike+pics+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166827147810770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up after an hour of birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP-GYOMiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VdSaZ7bH7g0/s1600-h/Mike+pics+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP-GYOMiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VdSaZ7bH7g0/s320/Mike+pics+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166832216617506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau holding Gage for the first time and giving him a big kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7cBE8PI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2DrLMI-CJMc/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7cBE8PI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2DrLMI-CJMc/s320/Gage+3+weeks+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167885997142258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks after he was born, Beau loves to read his books to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7qy-aNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ZMCj57iVPl8/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7qy-aNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ZMCj57iVPl8/s320/Gage+3+weeks+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167889964525778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Gage slept for the first week and a half in his car seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7romxCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MKnd23qnMuQ/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7romxCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MKnd23qnMuQ/s320/Gage+3+weeks+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167890189468706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau and Gage. (Beau finally said the word cheese!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7z0YhtI/AAAAAAAAAVw/d328iVxoQxA/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ7z0YhtI/AAAAAAAAAVw/d328iVxoQxA/s320/Gage+3+weeks+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167892386350802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt that Gage is a Tarwater baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ8M1bvFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/m3amxawqrM0/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjQ8M1bvFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/m3amxawqrM0/s320/Gage+3+weeks+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167899101641810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so much like Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjSLaiZwvI/AAAAAAAAAWI/m9t04VucnWU/s1600-h/Gage+3+weeks+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjSLaiZwvI/AAAAAAAAAWI/m9t04VucnWU/s320/Gage+3+weeks+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240169259989582578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have completely different looks. Even as babies. Beau was a strawberry blonde with fair skin and Gage has dark hair with a more olive complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and be better at posting pictures. This will have to do for a while, until I bring him out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-18833419756967215?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/18833419756967215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=18833419756967215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/18833419756967215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/18833419756967215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/gage-michael-tarwater.html' title='Gage Michael Tarwater'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SLjP97uBnTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_Y1C_7Ebf3Y/s72-c/Mike+pics+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1310110473211375753</id><published>2008-06-11T19:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T19:47:03.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been along time</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted in a long time. But here is the update. Michael and I are officially moved in to our new apartment, we are currently living in Tempe. Michael is loving his job as an Enrollment Counselor at University of Phoenix. I am enjoying being a stay at home mom and spending all of my time with Beau. I couldn't ask for anything more rewarding then seeing Beau grow and progress in all different areas. I am currently babysitting on Wed and Thurs. which has been very good for Beau. He is learning that he needs to share his toys and be patient when I am doing things for someone else. Even though I wouldn't mind having the world revolve around him, with the new baby almost here, it is a good idea he starts learning now. I do have to say he is very jealous and has taken it rough but he is getting better. Oh the best news of all we moved Beau into his own twin size bed. He is doing great. He slept through the night last night until 6 a.m. I love it though he wakes up in the morning and then sleeps with me until 9:30. It is our snuggle time. I hope this continues even with a newborn. My biggest concern is how Beau will take it. I really want him to know that he is still important. Now that things have slowed down, I will have to start taking pictures to post. Regular posts won't start for a while, I still haven't gotten my laptop fixed but as soon as I do, I will continue to keep a better blog. (Linds I can't view your blog anymore since you changed it to private.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1310110473211375753?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1310110473211375753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1310110473211375753' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1310110473211375753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1310110473211375753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-along-time.html' title='It&apos;s been along time'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7940663685998158988</id><published>2008-05-09T18:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:47.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every mommy has an accident.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I felt like a really bad mom today. Beau, Tina and I came home from picking Hunter up from preschool and Beau was in a really good mood. That is until I pulled him out of the van and slammed his little toe in the door. I felt so bad, he cried so hard. We took him into the house and tried to put ice on it, I gave him his blanket, still nothing would calm him down. It wasn't until I mentioned that he could have a bottle, that he calmed down a little. Once he had his bottle, his blanket and was sitting in the rocking chair he was a happy little camper. It was so cute, whenever you ask him where his owie is he would hold up his foot and smirk and say owe! Here are a few of his battle wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrF9oo7pI/AAAAAAAAATA/I_5ntT8rlxY/s1600-h/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrF9oo7pI/AAAAAAAAATA/I_5ntT8rlxY/s320/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198538357569285778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrGNoo7qI/AAAAAAAAATI/ejts96N5mRk/s1600-h/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrGNoo7qI/AAAAAAAAATI/ejts96N5mRk/s320/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198538361864253090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrGdoo7rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lViPMh-Y3iY/s1600-h/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrGdoo7rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lViPMh-Y3iY/s320/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198538366159220402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I will be paying much closer attention to where his and hands and feet are when I close any door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7940663685998158988?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7940663685998158988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7940663685998158988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7940663685998158988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7940663685998158988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/every-mommy-has-accident.html' title='Every mommy has an accident.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SCTrF9oo7pI/AAAAAAAAATA/I_5ntT8rlxY/s72-c/Beau%27s+hurt+toe+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3309897206547401942</id><published>2008-04-29T12:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st...</title><content type='html'>So...since Michael has been gone, I had to find a project to keep myself busy. Granted it is nice to be able to do things my way and have the whole bed to myself, but I was having a hard time coping with being a single parent for the time being. Rhonda suggested I make a baby blanket for our new little one. I finally finished. Here is a picture of the front. The back is just solid blue silk. It's not perfect but it still looks pretty good for being my first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a full shot of the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SBduGBELFMI/AAAAAAAAASw/i-BdpLGr_VY/s1600-h/Baby+Blanket+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SBduGBELFMI/AAAAAAAAASw/i-BdpLGr_VY/s320/Baby+Blanket+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194741744839365826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a close up of half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SBduHBELFNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/y3BtP6RKJIE/s1600-h/Baby+Blanket+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SBduHBELFNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/y3BtP6RKJIE/s320/Baby+Blanket+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194741762019235026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3309897206547401942?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3309897206547401942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3309897206547401942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3309897206547401942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3309897206547401942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-1st.html' title='My 1st...'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SBduGBELFMI/AAAAAAAAASw/i-BdpLGr_VY/s72-c/Baby+Blanket+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-53409610490584305</id><published>2008-04-19T22:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:48.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know I posted twice today but I had to break these two post up. Today we had a very long day, not only for Beau but I think that I am about to fall asleep posting this. We started our day going grocery shopping and then we came home and ate some lunch. Beau chased his balloon around the house for about a half an hour. Then he played outside for an hour. After all of this and no nap we went to a kite festival. He had so much fun. We flew kites and got snow cones, and he jumped on a big bouncy thing. After 2.5 hours of all of this (and no camera, bummer)we came home and he finally fell asleep for 30 min. After his short nap and no time for me to recoup, Brent took us out for a drive around the town in his dad's old car. It was pretty sweet, here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLUEfgAkI/AAAAAAAAASo/meJVBaLqCqM/s1600-h/Beau+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLUEfgAkI/AAAAAAAAASo/meJVBaLqCqM/s320/Beau+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191185066161603138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of the whole car, isn't it so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLS0fgAgI/AAAAAAAAASI/rA-pWora7Vk/s1600-h/Beau+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLS0fgAgI/AAAAAAAAASI/rA-pWora7Vk/s320/Beau+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191185044686766594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of us in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTEfgAhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_MwFnpHu5Vo/s1600-h/Beau+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTEfgAhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_MwFnpHu5Vo/s320/Beau+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191185048981733906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau decided he wanted to drive. There aren't any seat belts in the car, so he didn't have to buckle, he thought he was in heaven.  He did beep the horn and scared himself pretty good, it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTUfgAiI/AAAAAAAAASY/iVE5sFvlqD8/s1600-h/Beau+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTUfgAiI/AAAAAAAAASY/iVE5sFvlqD8/s320/Beau+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191185053276701218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau and Grandma. We always have fun when we do things with her. He is trying to do the Itsy Bitsy Spider.  Beau is really going to miss Rhonda when we move. I feel so bad taking him so far away, since she is such a huge part of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTkfgAjI/AAAAAAAAASg/gzuxjR9ut8M/s1600-h/Beau+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLTkfgAjI/AAAAAAAAASg/gzuxjR9ut8M/s320/Beau+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191185057571668530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a close up of my happy little bee, sick and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-53409610490584305?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/53409610490584305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=53409610490584305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/53409610490584305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/53409610490584305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArLUEfgAkI/AAAAAAAAASo/meJVBaLqCqM/s72-c/Beau+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3469900286183440241</id><published>2008-04-19T22:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:49.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in Daddy's Shoes...</title><content type='html'>I took this picture while we were in Arizona.  We bought Mike new shoes and Beau was so silly, he refused to let me hand them to Michael.  He was ver insistant upon giving them to his daddy. As you can tell my little boy is growing up so fast, he wanted to wear them, he is walking in his daddy's shoes (he is alot like Michael). He missed Mike so much, I know that he can't wait to be able to play and snuggle with his daddy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArDU0fgAaI/AAAAAAAAARY/BA8x9B5l1ts/s1600-h/Beau+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArDU0fgAaI/AAAAAAAAARY/BA8x9B5l1ts/s320/Beau+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191176282953482658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3469900286183440241?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3469900286183440241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3469900286183440241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3469900286183440241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3469900286183440241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/walking-in-daddys-shoes.html' title='Walking in Daddy&apos;s Shoes...'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SArDU0fgAaI/AAAAAAAAARY/BA8x9B5l1ts/s72-c/Beau+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-8178026969602311375</id><published>2008-04-08T16:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:50.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the zoo!</title><content type='html'>Today Coartney, Lindsey, Brittany, and I took all the kids to the zoo. It was kinda fun being around two other pregnant girls. Coartney didn't have it any easier carrying a baby on the front of her the whole time, so she fit right in too. Here are a couple pictures of our trip. I know I am a picture Nazi but, I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate &amp; Beau were so thrilled to have their picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwhbkPCVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Tsms3OMmpkU/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwhbkPCVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Tsms3OMmpkU/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187003852973345106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to the little play place. They all loved the tractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-7kPCcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hMOkrwQdzlY/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-7kPCcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hMOkrwQdzlY/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187004359779486146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but post this, I love it in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwh7kPCXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/S4vwnp9gkmM/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwh7kPCXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/S4vwnp9gkmM/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187003861563279730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau loves horses and was excited to ride a little one all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwiLkPCYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fVlmu0wAppM/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwiLkPCYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fVlmu0wAppM/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187003865858247042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way Beau gives loves. The horse definitely got more than one wet kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw_LkPCdI/AAAAAAAAARA/WP2O2Xb_csc/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw_LkPCdI/AAAAAAAAARA/WP2O2Xb_csc/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187004364074453458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Three Musketeers! I am glad that Beau has cousins close in age to play with. They were su cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vztLkPCeI/AAAAAAAAARI/eQ_X2dfMdw0/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vztLkPCeI/AAAAAAAAARI/eQ_X2dfMdw0/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187007353371691490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau loved the water, but wasn't quite sure about the stingrays, especially when they splashed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-LkPCaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/hKDcFR44egc/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-LkPCaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/hKDcFR44egc/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187004346894584226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture isn't significant, but my mom wanted to see how big I am getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-bkPCbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-2fmPAsx-Og/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vw-bkPCbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-2fmPAsx-Og/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187004351189551538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau ruined the picture, he was tired of laying on his belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_w-lbkPCfI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zFoB9LLXaJM/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_w-lbkPCfI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zFoB9LLXaJM/s320/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187089683599788530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank Brit for being the photographer.  I guess when she has baby Linc. we are going to have to nominate another picture taker since she will have her hands full also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-8178026969602311375?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8178026969602311375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=8178026969602311375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8178026969602311375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8178026969602311375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-at-zoo.html' title='A day at the zoo!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_vwhbkPCVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Tsms3OMmpkU/s72-c/Beau+at+the+Phoenix+Zoo+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3654108653196319337</id><published>2008-04-02T12:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took so long to post my tag, but with getting ready to move and Michael not being here it's hard to get any down time and by 9:30 I am exhausted. I went ahead and added a few extra categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite color:&lt;/strong&gt; Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_WrBZeglyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OrE7dOqiiCU/s1600-h/1232317175_edd18034df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_WrBZeglyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OrE7dOqiiCU/s320/1232317175_edd18034df.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185238586494064418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite food:&lt;/strong&gt; Italian (angel hair pasta and shrimp will always do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_pJegl1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/DuB-juyWNrI/s1600-h/Italian+Food+Sign.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_pJegl1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/DuB-juyWNrI/s320/Italian+Food+Sign.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185261259626420050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_pJegl2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/KYId0OuqJbY/s1600-h/Pasta+with+Shrimp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_pJegl2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/KYId0OuqJbY/s320/Pasta+with+Shrimp.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185261259626420066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite dessert:&lt;/strong&gt; Anything that has cherries in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_ppegl3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/H9a3mSTJCOQ/s1600-h/Cherry+Pie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_ppegl3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/H9a3mSTJCOQ/s320/Cherry+Pie.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185261268216354674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_p5egl4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/yUCl6qYYdUo/s1600-h/Cherry+Cheesecake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_p5egl4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/yUCl6qYYdUo/s320/Cherry+Cheesecake.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185261272511321986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_p5egl5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/b0YzM3i8zW4/s1600-h/Cherry+Chocolate+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_p5egl5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/b0YzM3i8zW4/s320/Cherry+Chocolate+Cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185261272511322002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite hobby:&lt;/strong&gt; I use to sleep, eat, and breath soccer. I hope to one day play again. My current favorite hobby is being the best mom I can to Beau and our new soon to come baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAUpegl6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WeHEc0BK3gQ/s1600-h/soccer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAUpegl6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WeHEc0BK3gQ/s320/soccer.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262006950729634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAU5egl7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vk4_JzRlbKc/s1600-h/mother+and+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAU5egl7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vk4_JzRlbKc/s320/mother+and+child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262011245696946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favoite song:&lt;/strong&gt; My favorite song right now is All-American Girl by Carrie Underwood, but my favorite singer right now is Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAU5egl8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rdLnIwJUUvs/s1600-h/Chris+Daughtry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAU5egl8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rdLnIwJUUvs/s320/Chris+Daughtry.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262011245696962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite author:&lt;/strong&gt; I would have to say Catherine Coulter, however, I love J.K. Rowling's books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAVJegl9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Iyv445fcyx8/s1600-h/Catherine+Coulter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAVJegl9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Iyv445fcyx8/s320/Catherine+Coulter.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262015540664274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAVJegl-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/db2URaZ03zU/s1600-h/J.K.+Rowling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XAVJegl-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/db2URaZ03zU/s320/J.K.+Rowling.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262015540664290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Job:&lt;/strong&gt; I am currently un-employed but my future dream job would be a teacher. I would love to teach math or health to high school students. It will happen one day. It is just going to take a little longer then I thought now that I have started having children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XB6pegmBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IrTCLhxptMs/s1600-h/Teacher.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XB6pegmBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IrTCLhxptMs/s320/Teacher.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185263759297386514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favortie cartoon character:&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't think of my favorite animal, so I changed it a little.  Without a doubt it's Tigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XA3JegmAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sLHgBm0psHU/s1600-h/Tigger.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_XA3JegmAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sLHgBm0psHU/s320/Tigger.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185262599656216578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite flower:&lt;/strong&gt; Orange Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_Dpegl0I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SPVLarbTw9E/s1600-h/orange+roses.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_W_Dpegl0I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SPVLarbTw9E/s320/orange+roses.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185260615381325634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3654108653196319337?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3654108653196319337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3654108653196319337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3654108653196319337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3654108653196319337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R_WrBZeglyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OrE7dOqiiCU/s72-c/1232317175_edd18034df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2716977132140348237</id><published>2008-03-25T21:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:54:36.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>Okay, today I had another ultra-sound and it is now official, we are having another boy!  I had already had the chance to prepare myself for the news, since I was only 15 weeks along when I had my first one done they couldn't say for sure that it was a boy but they said off the record it was 85% boy.  My doctor told me when I was farther along he would request another one just so I could have a more accurate reading. Today they said it was 100% boy.  I have to admit though the first time I was told that it might be a boy, I went home a little on the sad side.  I was really hoping for a girl.  But what can I say...Mike is siked to have to ball players.  Reality is I soppose it will be cheaper to have a boy right now since I have all boy stuff already and boy will have a good buddy to play with.  Now comes the hard part, trying to decide on another boy name.  Michael and I already had girl names picked out, but we are back to square one, just like with Beau.  Why is it that boy names are so much harder to decide on and why do they always sale so much more girl stuff compared to boys?  Well I just thought everyone might want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-2716977132140348237?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2716977132140348237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2716977132140348237' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2716977132140348237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2716977132140348237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3315397331028664151</id><published>2008-03-14T19:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:24:13.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Moving!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to write a quick a note to let all of you know that we are moving back to Arizona.  Michael is moving back on Thursday, March 20, 2008. He will be starting his new job on the 24th.  He got a job working at the University Of Phoenix.  Beau and I will probably be moving down there in about a month.  Hopefully Michael will have a place for us to live by then so we don't have to wait any longer. So we will be seeing all of you real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3315397331028664151?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3315397331028664151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3315397331028664151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3315397331028664151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3315397331028664151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-moving.html' title='We Are Moving!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1318677086337200050</id><published>2008-03-04T17:49:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:22:59.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Beau's 1st Birthday*</title><content type='html'>I just thought since no one was able to share Beau's first birthday with him you would like to see some pictures.  We had such a great day.  He woke up to find yellow and green streamers hung in the living room and balloons all over the house.  He had Trix cereal and chocolate doughnuts. (I know so healthy, but I didn't here him complain.)  In the morning we just got a few things together and then ran and got his own cake for the evening. Rhonda also made another cake in the shape of a one for the rest of us to eat. ( I didn't think we would want to share his cake when he was through.)  After his morning nap (yes he still takes two naps a day, thank heavens.) we took him on a four wheeler ride.  He loved every minute of it.  He was laughing and waving.  About half way through he fell asleep and slept through the rest of the ride.  When we got home, he played some more and then we ordered some pizza and had Rhonda and Brents parents come over and Rhonda's brother Gary and his kids, and some friends.  We had pizza and cake and opened presents. It was a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures and short video of last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our four-wheeling trip.  It starts from the time we arrived at the trails until our way home in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_Y809InI/AAAAAAAAANc/WifNV9pwOZ0/s1600-h/Beau+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_Y809InI/AAAAAAAAANc/WifNV9pwOZ0/s320/Beau+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174142719772926578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_Zs09IoI/AAAAAAAAANk/N_q_WpW7cOk/s1600-h/Beau+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_Zs09IoI/AAAAAAAAANk/N_q_WpW7cOk/s320/Beau+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174142732657828482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_aM09IpI/AAAAAAAAANs/qV6WNtAyvUg/s1600-h/Beau+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_aM09IpI/AAAAAAAAANs/qV6WNtAyvUg/s320/Beau+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174142741247763090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_as09IqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fVQQqkC-iKk/s1600-h/Beau+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_as09IqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fVQQqkC-iKk/s320/Beau+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174142749837697698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau wanted to eat Michael's pizza.  I think it is funny that Beau will eat anything that Michael has on his plate and won't eat his own food even if it is the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848u809ImI/AAAAAAAAANU/r4L2zVF-jOA/s1600-h/Beau+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848u809ImI/AAAAAAAAANU/r4L2zVF-jOA/s320/Beau+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139799195165282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Here is the cake before Beau got a hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8462s09IdI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ruJoq2FCUz4/s1600-h/Beau+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8462s09IdI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ruJoq2FCUz4/s320/Beau+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137733315895762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are of Beau enjoying his first cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463s09IfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mEqeR3h9_Qg/s1600-h/Beau+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463s09IfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mEqeR3h9_Qg/s320/Beau+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137750495764978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463809IgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ENieVESIQr8/s1600-h/Beau+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463809IgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ENieVESIQr8/s320/Beau+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137754790732290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8464c09IhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gXtCaqmJW8U/s1600-h/Beau+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8464c09IhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gXtCaqmJW8U/s320/Beau+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137763380666898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848tM09IiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/96l2eeC_2Ss/s1600-h/Beau+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848tM09IiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/96l2eeC_2Ss/s320/Beau+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139769130394146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the cake looked like after he played in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463c09IeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2lHu7-A9qO0/s1600-h/Beau+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R8463c09IeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2lHu7-A9qO0/s320/Beau+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137746200797666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate cake Beau opened his presents.  He scored big time with balls and of course his favorite was the little golf set he got.  He goes around hitting everything with his little clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848tc09IjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/K-ZZrBJfkrM/s1600-h/Beau+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848tc09IjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/K-ZZrBJfkrM/s320/Beau+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139773425361458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848t809IkI/AAAAAAAAANE/v5bBc1Z2M6c/s1600-h/Beau+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848t809IkI/AAAAAAAAANE/v5bBc1Z2M6c/s320/Beau+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139782015296066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848uM09IlI/AAAAAAAAANM/Fci2-DEgJVY/s1600-h/Beau+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R848uM09IlI/AAAAAAAAANM/Fci2-DEgJVY/s320/Beau+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139786310263378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1318677086337200050?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1318677086337200050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1318677086337200050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1318677086337200050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1318677086337200050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/beaus-1st-birthday.html' title='*Beau&apos;s 1st Birthday*'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R84_Y809InI/AAAAAAAAANc/WifNV9pwOZ0/s72-c/Beau+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-8774387624005944875</id><published>2008-03-04T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:49:14.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid273.photobucket.com/albums/jj209/BTarwater15/Beau057.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-8774387624005944875?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8774387624005944875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=8774387624005944875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8774387624005944875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8774387624005944875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/beau-1st-birthday.html' title='Beau&amp;#39;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-8144557174778948089</id><published>2008-02-25T09:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:17:38.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged also...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How long have you been together?&lt;/strong&gt; We have been married for 2 years and 2 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How old are you?&lt;/strong&gt; I am 21 and Michael is 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more?&lt;/strong&gt; It depends, when I am prego, I do!! When Michael goes all day long without eating, he can normally eat more at one meal.  I just eat more through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who said, I love you first?&lt;/strong&gt; I did, but if you asked Michael he said he did. (Don't let him kid you, I believe women remember little things like this better then the men do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is taller?&lt;/strong&gt; Michael is.  He is 6'4" and I am only 5'3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sings better?&lt;/strong&gt; I would have to say Michael for sure. I am always asking him to sing to me. (He won't though, If he notices that I am listening to him sing he'll stop, but he has a really good voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is smarter?&lt;/strong&gt; That is a toss up. I would say me, but I guess it depends what the subject matter is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the laundry?&lt;/strong&gt; I do my own clothes and Beau's and Micheal does his own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the dishes?&lt;/strong&gt; Well Rhonda does now that we are living with her. I do them sometimes, but I hate doing the dishes after I have done 8 hours worth at work.  Michael doesn't like to do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who pays the bills?&lt;/strong&gt; I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who mows the lawn?&lt;/strong&gt; Neither one of us. We never lived in a place that we have had a yard and now that we do, Brent likes to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cooks dinner?&lt;/strong&gt; Rhonda and I both do.  When we are living on our own. I do. Michael only knows how to cook Macaroni &amp; Cheese, Grilled Cheese, Pizza, or Cheese Crisp.  If he wants anything else he asks me to cook or atleast mix up the ingredients.  He won't even feed Beau because he says he doesn't know how to cook anything.  I think it is time to enroll him in some much needed cooking classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more stubborn?&lt;/strong&gt; I am by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who kissed who?&lt;/strong&gt; I made the first move, but it was a mutual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who asked who out first?&lt;/strong&gt; Michael made the first call while we were at school, saying if I needed to talk to anyone he was there for me.  No one really asked anyone out. We just kinda of started hanging out as friends.  We never had an official date, that I can remember.  At school we were continually stating we were just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who proposed?&lt;/strong&gt; Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more sensitive?&lt;/strong&gt; I would have to say me.  I am way more affectionate then Michael.  Michael is sensitive torwards Beau, but not so much torwards me, I am way more sensitive then Michael is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more friends?&lt;/strong&gt; Michael, that is because we have only lived in places were he grew up and has made friends already. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more siblings?&lt;/strong&gt; I do! (And I love 'em all) I have 5 younger sisters and brothers and Michael has 2 older and 2 younger brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who wears the pants in the relationship?&lt;/strong&gt; Oh boy! We definitely rotate, it all depends on what we are talking about here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I tag Brianna,Brittany, and Jaime (now you can add something to your blog!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-8144557174778948089?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8144557174778948089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=8144557174778948089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8144557174778948089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8144557174778948089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-tagged-also.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged also...'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7489786274962974869</id><published>2008-02-23T18:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:28:37.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So sick. So sad.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have been trying to post a video of Beau walking and being his fun and spontaneous self.  However, Beau has been running a fever and throwing up the last two days, so I apologize but hopefully I will be able to try and get a video up and going in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7489786274962974869?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7489786274962974869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7489786274962974869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7489786274962974869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7489786274962974869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-sick-so-sad.html' title='So sick. So sad.'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-890644002567909169</id><published>2008-02-19T11:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:00.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many Wiggles!</title><content type='html'>Most mornings I have to work, so on my days off Beau likes to get up and watch his favorite show, the Wiggles.  It is the only show where he will sit for almost 20 minutes and do nothing but watch T.V. and snuggle.  Here are a few pictures of him watching the wiggles but not being so wiggley himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7slh8LmlFI/AAAAAAAAALc/rehCFDYU2Ac/s1600-h/Beau+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7slh8LmlFI/AAAAAAAAALc/rehCFDYU2Ac/s320/Beau+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168766262358479954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7slicLmlGI/AAAAAAAAALk/2usRoMxgdKM/s1600-h/Beau+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7slicLmlGI/AAAAAAAAALk/2usRoMxgdKM/s320/Beau+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168766270948414562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wiggles were over, I guess he felt he needed to get his own wiggles out. (Teesha, do they show The Wiggles Show, there in Australia?)&lt;br /&gt;So I pulled out his dragon, which I don't do very often, but I should; and he played with it for 20 minutes.  He has finally figured out how to put his balls into the holes and that it will make noise and light up.  It is a nice break for me, since I use to have to do it for him and he would chase the balls and then I would have to put them through his dragon again.  Now I can sit back and watch him, here are a few more pictures of him playing this morning. Sorry that they are all back shots, but he was to busy running around and when he saw me taking pictures, he would stop playing, so this was the best I could do. And yes, we are still in our pajamas, but every once in a while it is okay to be lazy, everyone needs there relaxing days right?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so2MLmlHI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZaK9Jdd-zDM/s1600-h/Beau+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so2MLmlHI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZaK9Jdd-zDM/s320/Beau+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168769908785714290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so2sLmlII/AAAAAAAAAL0/L-siTT9SCjw/s1600-h/Beau+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so2sLmlII/AAAAAAAAAL0/L-siTT9SCjw/s320/Beau+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168769917375648898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so4cLmlJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/WcDUuJMgSRY/s1600-h/Beau+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so4cLmlJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/WcDUuJMgSRY/s320/Beau+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168769947440419986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so48LmlKI/AAAAAAAAAME/1QjW0ZrhopI/s1600-h/Beau+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7so48LmlKI/AAAAAAAAAME/1QjW0ZrhopI/s320/Beau+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168769956030354594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-890644002567909169?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/890644002567909169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=890644002567909169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/890644002567909169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/890644002567909169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-many-wiggles.html' title='So many Wiggles!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R7slh8LmlFI/AAAAAAAAALc/rehCFDYU2Ac/s72-c/Beau+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7138449804354810724</id><published>2008-02-05T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:05.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TADA! I actually posted the pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so some of these pictures go all the way back to November, but better late then never right?! I apologize if you get bored I know there are alot, but I haven't posted any in a while and I posted alot in the request of Teesha. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6joKTR7PYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7WjlsQ_e3nM/s1600-h/Beau+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163632236452068738 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6joKTR7PYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7WjlsQ_e3nM/s320/Beau+001.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This was taken Thanksgiving day at the park. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jo7jR7PZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FBUKnLT2z5M/s1600-h/Beau+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163633082560626066 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jo7jR7PZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FBUKnLT2z5M/s320/Beau+002.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This was Beau's first encounter with snow. We drove out to the ranch to cut down a Christmas tree, which he helped decorate. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jo8jR7PaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eaejtMU-41Y/s1600-h/Beau+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163633099740495266 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jo8jR7PaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eaejtMU-41Y/s320/Beau+003.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Christmas day was a blast. He opened the first four presents, we opened the rest. He was very satisfied just playing with everything (mainly the garbage.) These pictures are of our vacation in Florida! &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr8TR7PbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/59NTcXykOs4/s1600-h/Beau+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163636393980411314 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr8TR7PbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/59NTcXykOs4/s320/Beau+006.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Mom &amp;amp; Beau having a blast. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr9DR7PcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GQFzHBiYF_Y/s1600-h/Beau+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163636406865313218 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr9DR7PcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GQFzHBiYF_Y/s320/Beau+008.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; If I would have let go, Beau would have tried to walk over and pet the kangaroos! &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr9jR7PdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rd8Tui3i2QM/s1600-h/Beau+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163636415455247826 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr9jR7PdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rd8Tui3i2QM/s320/Beau+010.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Aren't they so cute sitting there staring at each other. Beau would hit the glass and watch the pengiuns run away. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr-zR7PeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/V27UEjhxqgk/s1600-h/Beau+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163636436930084322 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jr-zR7PeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/V27UEjhxqgk/s320/Beau+011.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; I loved the fact that Beau was older and more aware of the zoo. This time he actually helped feed the Giraffe instead of getting his hair eaten. These were taken at the park the last day we were in Florida. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju1jR7PfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OF4lvzT4jLo/s1600-h/Beau+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163639576551177714 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju1jR7PfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OF4lvzT4jLo/s320/Beau+012.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2DR7PgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iDssXyCshAg/s1600-h/Beau+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163639585141112322 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2DR7PgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iDssXyCshAg/s320/Beau+014.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2TR7PhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dAefn1AbOac/s1600-h/Beau+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163639589436079634 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2TR7PhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dAefn1AbOac/s320/Beau+015.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2zR7PiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GrZVuPH51oQ/s1600-h/Beau+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163639598026014242 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6ju2zR7PiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GrZVuPH51oQ/s320/Beau+016.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; I love his kisses!! &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxSDR7PkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EkkysA7vkK4/s1600-h/Beau+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163642265200705090 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxSDR7PkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EkkysA7vkK4/s320/Beau+017.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxSjR7PlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wzG9Sqx4n3I/s1600-h/Beau+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163642273790639698 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxSjR7PlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wzG9Sqx4n3I/s320/Beau+018.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxTTR7PmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Pa3zfbNZq6I/s1600-h/Beau+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163642286675541602 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxTTR7PmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Pa3zfbNZq6I/s320/Beau+019.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This is Beau helping Rhonda make a cake! &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxUTR7PnI/AAAAAAAAALM/2gEhmuS9eDE/s1600-h/Beau+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163642303855410802 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxUTR7PnI/AAAAAAAAALM/2gEhmuS9eDE/s320/Beau+020.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxVDR7PoI/AAAAAAAAALU/wOYJST3FxOI/s1600-h/Beau+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163642316740312706 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6jxVDR7PoI/AAAAAAAAALU/wOYJST3FxOI/s320/Beau+021.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Licking the beaters was his favorite part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7138449804354810724?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7138449804354810724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7138449804354810724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7138449804354810724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7138449804354810724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/tada-i-actually-posted-pictures.html' title='TADA! I actually posted the pictures!!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/R6joKTR7PYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7WjlsQ_e3nM/s72-c/Beau+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1629938210792133509</id><published>2008-02-02T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:36:39.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time!</title><content type='html'>I know it's about time to add another post.  Sorry Teesha, by the way I don't have a new computer, Beau broke a key off so we sent it back.  We miss everyone like crazy.  Beau and I just got back from Florida, and it was a great little vacation, but we are more then happy to be back home.  I'll keep this short, since I plan on posting pictures and videos.  Beau is so big now and growing like a weed every day.  He is so smart and funny.  He is trying to say the word hot and loves to walk in circles until he gets dizzy and falls down.  He loves to copy things and picks up quickly on different things we all do. We are all looking forward to February 20th, this is the day we will find out the sex we are having, I mean if the baby is willing to work for the cameras.  I will post more with the pictures and I promise it will be in the next day or two, if not tonight.  Sorry about the long wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1629938210792133509?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1629938210792133509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1629938210792133509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1629938210792133509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1629938210792133509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-415721632299511195</id><published>2007-12-25T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:38:58.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! We miss you all. We had an great Christmas.  I will get around to posting some pictures hopefully by tomorrow. ( I hope) I am sorry about all your links disappearing.  I don't know what happen. I t must have messed everything up when my computer caught a virus. Michael got me a new lap top for Christmas so I can start blogging again.  I have to get some programs on it first so, the pictures will come as soon as I can get it working or I may borrow Brent's computer just to show you how big Beau is getting.  I can't believe it has been a month since my last blog.  Hope every one is doing well. Love you, and look for another post in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-415721632299511195?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/415721632299511195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=415721632299511195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/415721632299511195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/415721632299511195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-quick-post.html' title='Just a quick post!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1022917121014452005</id><published>2007-11-27T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:16:13.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No New Post For A While</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone, but my computer caught a virus, so there won't be any post for a while and if there are there won't be any pictures.  I will try to comment on others if I get the chance, but I normally do all of my blog stuff while I am at work on my lap top, since it seems I never have a chance during the day so sorry.  I am trying to get it fixed as fast as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1022917121014452005?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1022917121014452005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1022917121014452005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1022917121014452005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1022917121014452005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-new-post-for-while.html' title='No New Post For A While'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-9065214391171982540</id><published>2007-11-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:08.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures at the Ranch</title><content type='html'>I know there are a lot of pictures, but I fell in love with the ranch. It is so beautiful there. We had a fabulous time. I took about 130 pictures, so you can see why I had to post so many. Rhonda says that it is even prettier in the spring time when it is all green. I can't wait to go out there again. Beau just loved it and it was nice to go somewhere so secluded and just enjoy people that mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_8ciforOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pO-Al9ZR3DI/s1600-h/First+Time+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_8ciforOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pO-Al9ZR3DI/s320/First+Time+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134099667451686114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is Brent and Rhonda's house that they bought. They are fixing it up. Brent's great-grandmother was born in this house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_8PCforNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xHzGbDeFPis/s1600-h/First+Time+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_8PCforNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xHzGbDeFPis/s320/First+Time+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134099435523452114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the ranch house that we stay at when we go and visit. It has a well to draw water from. It is way cute. It also has a great view.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7ryforMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9O0szKv42gg/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7ryforMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9O0szKv42gg/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134098829933063362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the family, riding in the back of the truck. We were driving out to see the wild mustangs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7hiforLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/77ZzhHgk0PQ/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7hiforLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/77ZzhHgk0PQ/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134098653839404210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the three of us, swinging in the back yard. We all took turns. Michael definitely swung me way to high, I thought that I was going to hit the house. Beau loved looking up at us from the ground.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7JSforKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ptrh2OW2YHU/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_7JSforKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ptrh2OW2YHU/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134098237227576482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rhonda and I took Beau on his first 4-wheeler ride. He hated it to say the least. He cried all the way up the hill. This is us when we finally got up to the top.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_65iforJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XLcDJZ2_uUU/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_65iforJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XLcDJZ2_uUU/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134097966644636818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I told Michael how Beau reacted on the 4-wheeler, so he wanted to see for himself. He torchers that poor Boy, and then laughs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_6hiforII/AAAAAAAAAHc/xPLmp9CHrWA/s1600-h/Grandma+%26+Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_6hiforII/AAAAAAAAAHc/xPLmp9CHrWA/s320/Grandma+%26+Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134097554327776386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is Rhonda and Beau, petting the horses. Beau can be so weird. One minute he likes them and the next he is trying to get away from them and freaked out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_6BSforHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gbd8jH9HExg/s1600-h/Grandma+%26+Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_6BSforHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gbd8jH9HExg/s320/Grandma+%26+Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134097000276995186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is grandma and Beau again. Rhonda had a blast swinging Beau. It was kind of funny to watch him swing. It wasn't a normal bucket swing, so he was unsure at first.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_5VCforGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ihNtVRXsxaw/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_5VCforGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ihNtVRXsxaw/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134096240067783778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is Michael, swinging. Sorry I couldn't download the hilarious video of him wrecking. I'll bring it when we come down for Thanksgiving.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_4aiforFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tnovtgkZULY/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_4aiforFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tnovtgkZULY/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134095235045436498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michael and I were having a competition who could shoot the most cans down. We were only shooting a .22. Needless to say I won.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_4FCforEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gb58bUR8qjU/s1600-h/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_4FCforEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gb58bUR8qjU/s320/At+the+ranch+11-11-07+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134094865678249026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can you tell I am a natural with a gun. Mike better be on his best behavior. J/K LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_3XyforDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-cZL7RYut_8/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_3XyforDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-cZL7RYut_8/s320/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134094088289168434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Beau was watching us shoot, and his little jacket wasn't keeping him and his hands warm enough, so I put mine on him.  He hated not being able to grab the hay.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_3HCforCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/c_GzgkFVEwU/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_3HCforCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/c_GzgkFVEwU/s320/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134093800526359586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michael thinks that that this looks like a jacket modeling picture. Beau's eyes are just so blue. I have to agree with Michael.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_22CforBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-F0gqUtlYSk/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_22CforBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-F0gqUtlYSk/s320/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134093508468583442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Beau didn't know what to think of the cow. This is the only one that would come close to us. It was a good thing I had my camera ready, it only lasted for a second.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_2JyforAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1j0NwtsgYOw/s1600-h/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_2JyforAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1j0NwtsgYOw/s320/Beau+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134092748259372034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a closeup of Beau on the swing. I just love it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-9065214391171982540?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9065214391171982540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=9065214391171982540' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/9065214391171982540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/9065214391171982540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures-at-ranch.html' title='Pictures at the Ranch'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rz_8ciforOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pO-Al9ZR3DI/s72-c/First+Time+at+the+Ranch+11-11-07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7994893781694693579</id><published>2007-11-14T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:46:37.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quick Note Until Friday Night</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.  I just thought I would let you know, I will be posting probably once a week, either on Friday nights or Saturday nights.  It is just easier that way and it gives me something to do at 2:00 a.m. at work.  I do want everyone to know that Beau has started to clap.  It is so cute. We were driving down the road and listening to one of his CD's and he started clapping to it.  Oh, and for anyone who doesn't know yet, Michael and I are coming back to AZ for Thanksgiving.  So see you soon.  Brit we will have to get some games going, I miss it. See You Soon, and Friday nights post will be awesome, I am going to try and post this funny video of Michael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7994893781694693579?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7994893781694693579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7994893781694693579' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7994893781694693579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7994893781694693579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-quick-note-until-friday-night.html' title='Just a Quick Note Until Friday Night'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-9066934166348804002</id><published>2007-11-06T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:10.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pictures of Today!</title><content type='html'>Beau was sitting in the hay stack waiting for Grandma to get the hay ready to feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzElqAkN-_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ui7if8u4wWw/s1600-h/November+6,+2007+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzElqAkN-_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ui7if8u4wWw/s320/November+6,+2007+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129922854188350450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sitting on the hay in the wheelbarrel, we were about to throw the hay.  The horses beat us to the punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEk2AkN--I/AAAAAAAAAF8/BR5Xw5axVos/s1600-h/November+6,+2007+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEk2AkN--I/AAAAAAAAAF8/BR5Xw5axVos/s320/November+6,+2007+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129921960835152866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau was just sitting patiently while I took pictures. He would make the perfect Cowboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEkUQkN-9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZW1iSwuQVqc/s1600-h/November+6,+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEkUQkN-9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZW1iSwuQVqc/s320/November+6,+2007+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129921381014567890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Beau chewing on his Binky.  As you can see he has been teething. You can see the six, but he has #7 &amp; #8 trying to come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEjoAkN-8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2_Rrl5XTjqA/s1600-h/November+6,+2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEjoAkN-8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2_Rrl5XTjqA/s320/November+6,+2007+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129920620805356482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my hair looks like.  I got it colored brown ang highlighted blonde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEoTAkN_BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/T3zNtJZx5nU/s1600-h/B+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEoTAkN_BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/T3zNtJZx5nU/s320/B+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129925757586242578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEnigkN_AI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1CajdKtWvC4/s1600-h/B+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzEnigkN_AI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1CajdKtWvC4/s320/B+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129924924362587138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-9066934166348804002?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9066934166348804002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=9066934166348804002' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/9066934166348804002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/9066934166348804002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-some-pictures-of-today.html' title='Just some pictures of Today!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RzElqAkN-_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ui7if8u4wWw/s72-c/November+6,+2007+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6049057703807788069</id><published>2007-11-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:29:09.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~TAG~</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Lindsay Monroe...&lt;br /&gt;A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;B. Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am not very obsessive overy many things, but there are a few. (Michael would probably disagree with that statment, but oh well.)  The first one is the way the toliet paper is put on the roll. I like the roll to be put on so that you have to pull the paper up or torwards, but definetly not down.  Before I can use the toliet paper it has to be on the way I like it or I have to fix it first.  When I go to public places and I can't fix it, it drives me crazy.  The second biggest thing that irritates me and I obsess over is the way utensils are put in the drying rack or the dishwasher.  All the spoons have to be together, forks, knives, and then the mixing spoons have to have their own spot.  Michael hates doing the dishes, because it is so bad that even after someone else does the dishes, I will go back and resort all the utensils so they are in the right category, or it really bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Ever since I was in preschool I loved the swings.  They would be put me on the swings and I would stay their for the whole recess.  The only way the could get me off was to let me ring the bell to end recess. To this day I love the swings. In fact when I am really upset, I like to jog or drive to a park and just swing.  It lets me relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I started my first job at the age of 14 and a 1/2.  I worked at a place called Brandon Swim and Tennis Club.  I was a camp counselor, during the summer.  We played games and swam etc.  I also coached the little kids how to dive.  During school it was the same things except it was the offer school program, and diving lessons weren't offered.  Working at BSTC has been my longest commiment to any job.  I worked there almost 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  When I was in elementary school, my mom would pick up all of us kids on the horses every Friday.  On Friday's she would pony 3 horses a couple of miles to the school, and then she would wait for us to get out and we would all pile on the horses 2-3 kids on a horse, and then we would ride the 3-4 miles home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  During the summers of elementary school, my mom would take all the kids on vacation.  It wasn't a normal vacation for most people.  We would leave the day school got out or the day after.  We would drive all over the U.S. staying with friends or family, visiting different parks, camping, river hiking, and other quite interesting things.  At times it was frusterating not being able to be at home and hang out with our friends.  Instead we were stuck in a van with all of the siblings, but I am so happy that my mom gave us the opportunity to experience it.  We saw things I may never see again, adn I met people who were important role models in my mom's life.  I think that during it, we often argued and fought be confined to a small space with so many kids, but I appreciate the now.  Looking back it has made us all closer, and we definetly have memories and moments to laught about when we get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  When I was about 15 almost 16 I got a cockatil.  I named it Pooter, because all the way home from the pet store, It pooped all over me.  It was my favortie pet.  My mom taught it to whistle a couple songs and the cat call. (She taught him since I can't whistle.)  He was so friendly, he even like to help clean out your mouth.  I remember once, we opened the window to the living room so our horse could stick her head in and watch T.V and eat PB &amp; J's with us and Pooter was sitting on the back of the couch.  He would walk up to her and when she would turn to look at him he would run backwards.  He was my first pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only Tag 3 people,sorry Tina, I tried to tag you. Brit you're in big trouble j/k .  So I Tag Teesha, Brianna, Brynn. Try and post things we don't know about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6049057703807788069?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6049057703807788069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6049057703807788069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6049057703807788069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6049057703807788069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag.html' title='~TAG~'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6544439529570004299</id><published>2007-11-04T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:12.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>Michael and I were carving pumpkin's with Beau's help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4jk293rnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/r7d-npqZ0SQ/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4jk293rnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/r7d-npqZ0SQ/s320/Halloween+2007+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129076141758852722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4j_W93roI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zMF3rrbiTIs/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4j_W93roI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zMF3rrbiTIs/s320/Halloween+2007+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129076597025386114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4kZm93rpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Bz_wYhIs-gM/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4kZm93rpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Bz_wYhIs-gM/s320/Halloween+2007+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129077047996952210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4k2G93rqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HHM5AkTv8d0/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4k2G93rqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HHM5AkTv8d0/s320/Halloween+2007+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129077537623223970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4lRm93rrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EJdGWvHTenk/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4lRm93rrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EJdGWvHTenk/s320/Halloween+2007+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078010069626546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4mim93rtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nBz-Jd-bIeY/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4mim93rtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nBz-Jd-bIeY/s320/Halloween+2007+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129079401639030482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4qQG93ruI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vkFpsK-ZVbU/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4qQG93ruI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vkFpsK-ZVbU/s320/Halloween+2007+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129083481857961698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael's Pumpkin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6544439529570004299?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6544439529570004299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6544439529570004299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6544439529570004299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6544439529570004299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4jk293rnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/r7d-npqZ0SQ/s72-c/Halloween+2007+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-4352679937248580868</id><published>2007-11-04T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:14.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing Is What Tigger's Do Best!</title><content type='html'>OUR OFFICIAL 1st FAMILY HALLOWEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4hZG93rmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g_hbJHGEHeA/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4hZG93rmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g_hbJHGEHeA/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129073740872134242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any one who doesn't know how much Beau loves to bounce you will now. I am obsessed with Tigger's I collect them, I love his color, and his energy, so when I saw this Halloween costume at Target, I knew that was what Beau had to be this year; and it fits him perfectly with the fact that he loves to bounce. I had a blast dressing him up and painting his little nose. As you can tell in the pictures, he didn't like his nose painted or the whiskers I drew on his face, he was so squirmy, while I drew them that they aren't they greatest, but it was still cute, and I was pleased he put up with me. He was so cute, we only went to a few houses, and he drove his little car. He didn't get fussy at all, but I think that it was because there was so much going on. At each house he didn't know what to focus on, the candy, the dogs, or the adults talking. Oh, I have to admit he did start crying when we sat him on the bench near the decorations that made sounds. All in all it was a fun night. When we got home, we poured candy on the floor to take pictures of him looking like he made out like a bandit, and as I took pictures he decided he wanted a lollipop. All I can say was he refused to let me have it and he was a huge mess after 5 min. I had to give in though, it was Halloween and he was just so darn cute. Here are a few pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4VH293rgI/AAAAAAAAADo/lI7M0h--v8c/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4VH293rgI/AAAAAAAAADo/lI7M0h--v8c/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129060250379857410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me trying to draw his whiskers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4V6m93rhI/AAAAAAAAADw/mCr8wmrnESU/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4V6m93rhI/AAAAAAAAADw/mCr8wmrnESU/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129061122258218514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigger/Beau is crawling away from me as fast as possible (isn't his tail so cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4WrG93riI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8HTAewtMe0U/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4WrG93riI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8HTAewtMe0U/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129061955481873954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so happy that I finally left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4dHW93rjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/38zYqHjiKm0/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4dHW93rjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/38zYqHjiKm0/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129069037882945074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was his only crying incident of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4d7m93rkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pggjJUdCXXU/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4d7m93rkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pggjJUdCXXU/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129069935531109954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau driving his little car! (Watch Out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4ghm93rlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SHse9h7ktTw/s1600-h/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4ghm93rlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SHse9h7ktTw/s320/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129072787389394514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so innocent! (He was, as long as you didn't take his sucker!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-4352679937248580868?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4352679937248580868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=4352679937248580868' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4352679937248580868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/4352679937248580868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/bouncing-is-what-tiggers-do-best.html' title='Bouncing Is What Tigger&apos;s Do Best!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Ry4hZG93rmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g_hbJHGEHeA/s72-c/Tigger%27s+First+Trick+or+Treat+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-254742027410531410</id><published>2007-10-26T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:04:25.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>I don't have any pictures, just yet in my nifty uniform, but I have a job.  I am working as the night audit at the Ramada Inn.  I am working for Paul and Kathy Harker, some of you might know who I am talking about.  They are incredible people.  I work part-time Friday and Saturday nights from 11 p.m. until 7 a.m. I haven't had to work those hours just yet since I am training, but  I definitely have no complaints so far. The nice thing is when we decided to travel, I will get a discount at other Ramada's.  I do have to say though most Ramada's aren't as nice and as clean as this one is. I was really impressed.  So if anyone comes to visit, you have to stay at the Ramada and come and see me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-254742027410531410?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/254742027410531410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=254742027410531410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/254742027410531410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/254742027410531410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6209225992233713275</id><published>2007-10-18T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:14.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau's Huge Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxgjckPkPZI/AAAAAAAAADg/8yZVXyG79wE/s1600-h/BEAU+and+Dad+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxgjckPkPZI/AAAAAAAAADg/8yZVXyG79wE/s320/BEAU+and+Dad+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122883549806214546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxghfkPkPYI/AAAAAAAAADY/NvTPNV7ctsg/s1600-h/BEAU+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122881402322566530 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxghfkPkPYI/AAAAAAAAADY/NvTPNV7ctsg/s320/BEAU+085.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Beau has been a very busy boy yesterday and today. Yesterday, he decided he was going to officially start crawling. If that wasn't enough he now pulls himself up on things and stands. He still would rather walk then crawl, but now he can get things and go places by himself. It is so cute he isn't very fast but he takes long strides. Not only is he now crawling but he also sits himself up from a crawling position to a sitting postition. Can you believe it,it blows my mind how fast he is growing and watching the progression is amazing. Alright to add to the already full pot, he also has decided to hold his own sippy cup. It is so nice, at dinner time, I just put his cup on his tray and he eats; and now when he is thirsty he gets a drink (instead of spitting) and then we continue to eat. (He only spits at dinner time when he is finished now, but he still spits like crazy any other time.) Here are a few pictures, I hope you enjoy. Michael and I are doing great. I hope every one else is doing well. We miss you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6209225992233713275?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6209225992233713275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6209225992233713275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6209225992233713275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6209225992233713275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/beaus-huge-update.html' title='Beau&apos;s Huge Update!!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxgjckPkPZI/AAAAAAAAADg/8yZVXyG79wE/s72-c/BEAU+and+Dad+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-8342690669545730706</id><published>2007-10-14T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:15.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Over Splatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBfUPkPTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Vkp3qycpK7s/s1600-h/Random+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBfUPkPTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Vkp3qycpK7s/s320/Random+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121227732539424050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBf0PkPUI/AAAAAAAAACo/_MBCKA-zVjo/s1600-h/Random+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBf0PkPUI/AAAAAAAAACo/_MBCKA-zVjo/s320/Random+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121227741129358658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBgUPkPVI/AAAAAAAAACw/6QUqDQjsQhs/s1600-h/Random+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBgUPkPVI/AAAAAAAAACw/6QUqDQjsQhs/s320/Random+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121227749719293266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBhEPkPWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cDE2q5EJok4/s1600-h/Random+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBhEPkPWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cDE2q5EJok4/s320/Random+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121227762604195170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind Over Splatter (It's there in AZ, so if you want to go and need directions let me know!) I am addicted.  For those of you who don't know Mind Over Splatter is a pottery store where you paint or decorate anything that you like and then they burn it.  The teacher that I worked for also worked at this potter store, she convinced me to go and do my own piece of pottery.  I have to admit, There are some things that I am very talented at and I have a creative mind when it comes to certain subjects, but painting and drawing are not one of them; so I was a bit on the reserved side.  I also was a little overwhelmed with all of the options to choose from, but after 20 mins of looking over everything, I decided to make a bank for Beau.  I wanted the bank to have some sentimental meaning later on in life.  So Katie, the teacher I work with suggested a baseball, since both Mike and I are hoping that he'll play, and then the lid would have his handprint that we could turn into a glove and that is just what we did.  You should definetly check it out.  They have things in all price ranges and they do parties.  Here are a couple of pictures, of how the bank turned out.  **Remember I am not very artistic, so if I can do this anyone can. Sorry this took so long to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-8342690669545730706?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8342690669545730706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=8342690669545730706' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8342690669545730706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8342690669545730706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/mind-over-splatter-i-am-addicted.html' title='Mind Over Splatter'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJBfUPkPTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Vkp3qycpK7s/s72-c/Random+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1496794611237514110</id><published>2007-10-14T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:15.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau's 1st Time At The Park</title><content type='html'>I finally got the internet to work, so I could post some pictures.  The other day Rhonda and I took Beau to the park for the very first time.  We went and got KFC for lunch and then we went to the park and ate it  Beau thought he was in heaven.  He ate our mashed potatoes and our biscuits, as he was sucking on a chicken bone. (Only Courtey would think that the chicken bone is funny. This is because she calls Tucker and Beau her little puppies.)  Any way, after we ate, we put Beau on the swings.  He had an absolute blast.  He was squealing and kicking his legs.  Now the park is must to almost everyday.  He is growing like a weed though; and has started to crawl little bits at a time.  However, he would much rather stand and hold on to things. I am sure he will be moving along here shortly. I will keep you posted.  I am loving taking pictures of him, and now that I figured out how to get my computer to work there will be alot more pictures and posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJCaEPkPXI/AAAAAAAAADA/sV-LcETTNfs/s1600-h/1stTime+At+The+Park+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJCaEPkPXI/AAAAAAAAADA/sV-LcETTNfs/s320/1stTime+At+The+Park+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121228741856738674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1496794611237514110?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1496794611237514110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1496794611237514110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1496794611237514110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1496794611237514110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/beaus-1st-time-at-park.html' title='Beau&apos;s 1st Time At The Park'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RxJCaEPkPXI/AAAAAAAAADA/sV-LcETTNfs/s72-c/1stTime+At+The+Park+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6457545484077394940</id><published>2007-10-10T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:09:46.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Frusterated, Yet Excited</title><content type='html'>Jeez-O-Wheeze! I am so frustrated. Sorry I haven't posted in a while, my dumb computer isn't working. Well it only works some of the time, and when it is working it will let me do everything but post pictures, or send pictures in emails. I don't know why. So I tried connecting my camera to Rhonda's computer and it won't let me download pictures to her computer. However, on a positive note, Beau and Michael took a two hour nap, which gave me time to do whatever I wanted. I finally sat down with the manual to my camera that Michael bought me for my birthday and read all the directions and figured out all the tiny details. It is so awesome. I can change anything to a different color, I can do BW and Sepia, and I can do things that are black and white and choose to add color to different things. I never thought my little camera could do all of those things. I guess that's what I get for finally sitting down and taking the time to read the manual. Our Christmas pictures are going to be awesome this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-6457545484077394940?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6457545484077394940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6457545484077394940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6457545484077394940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6457545484077394940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-frusterated-yet-excited.html' title='I&apos;m Frusterated, Yet Excited'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-891541595440604383</id><published>2007-10-03T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:16.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a long Blog, it's all about our move!</title><content type='html'>So we are settled in St. George. I do miss all of you, but I have to be 100% honest, the weather here is BEAUTIFUL. I do not miss the scorching heat. This weekend we should be getting a cold front. I can't wait! Beau and I have gone on walks and played outside. It really feels like fall. I am completely siked to have the opportunity to live in St. George, and experience a different setting. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRiVOef09I/AAAAAAAAACA/dWSj8hBC-Vc/s1600-h/BEAU+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117323193402512338 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRiVOef09I/AAAAAAAAACA/dWSj8hBC-Vc/s320/BEAU+012.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We left Monday at 5:00p.m. and the drive started pretty smoothly. Beau did so well, for such a long trip. We had to go slower then normal so the trailor didn't sway but this was him at the beginning of our trip. That is until the strap flew off of the trailor and we had to pull over. Michael was pulling the trailor with Rhonda's truck and Rhonda and I drove the car behind him in case of anything falling off. Unluckily it did. When we pulled over we took Beau out of his car seat that is until a rent-a-cop pulled over and Rhonda put him back in his seat and bumped his head on the suit case, he started to cry, I felt bad and pulled him back out to comfort him and when I put him back in his seat I hit his head on the ceiling. It was a rough 5 hours after that. Lets just say by 9:00 I gave up and he slept on me until a bag fell off of the trailor and we had to pull over to get it. The one car that was behind us didn't obvisouly pay attention and hit the bag. Rhonda ran back and picked as much up as possible, and then I put Beau back in his seat and got out and helped her try and pick up papers.  Thank goodness he fell right back to sleep in his seat.  By the way the bag was just my soccer bag, but it tour it apart and Rhonda almost got hit with my soccer ball that came flying at her from being hit so hard. So Beau got put back into his car seat and until he started bawling again at about 12:00 then he got to sleep the rest of the 2 hours on me again. We finally go in 3:00a.m. Utah time. Tuesday, morning when we got up and unloaded the car, truck, and trailor. Later in the after noon Michael went and met with a guy about a job and then went golfing. Beau and I took a walk and looked at all the decorated houses. It was a rough night, Beau woke up about 6 times. I was exhauseted this morning. The reason for his fussniess is his 4th tooth is about to break through, hopefully it will be tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;   Today I unpacked all of our clothes,toys and other odds and ends and it took all day. I am now laying in bed about to fall asleep. However, I should post that Beau's favorite thing about our move is the fact that we finally have a bathtub, so he has been able to sit and enjoy playing and swimming in the tub, rather then our rather quick showers. I tried to post a video of his bath this afternoon but it wouldn't load so here are a few pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRw3Oef0-I/AAAAAAAAACI/ZtSKqizk9pw/s1600-h/Bath+Time+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRw3Oef0-I/AAAAAAAAACI/ZtSKqizk9pw/s320/Bath+Time+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117339170680853474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRxZuef0_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s44tUN_k4Pg/s1600-h/Bath+Time+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRxZuef0_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s44tUN_k4Pg/s320/Bath+Time+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117339763386340338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRyS-ef1AI/AAAAAAAAACY/XCyHMzHj1Jc/s1600-h/Bath+Time+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRyS-ef1AI/AAAAAAAAACY/XCyHMzHj1Jc/s320/Bath+Time+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117340746933851138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have continued access to the internet, I will be consistent with posting blogs and pictures. I hope that everyone is doing well. I will check everyone's blogs to keep informed. I love you all and miss you. Beau and Michael say hi as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-891541595440604383?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/891541595440604383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=891541595440604383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/891541595440604383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/891541595440604383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-long-blog-its-all-about-our-move.html' title='It&apos;s a long Blog, it&apos;s all about our move!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RwRiVOef09I/AAAAAAAAACA/dWSj8hBC-Vc/s72-c/BEAU+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-3827586813863746156</id><published>2007-09-28T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:17.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Ekeef08I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1Oo0JBU9s-4/s1600-h/Beau+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Ekeef08I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1Oo0JBU9s-4/s320/Beau+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115390513953887170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Dguef06I/AAAAAAAAABo/5Sjoz665Cq8/s1600-h/Beau+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Dguef06I/AAAAAAAAABo/5Sjoz665Cq8/s320/Beau+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115389350017749922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Dg-ef07I/AAAAAAAAABw/7iB4OIoXikU/s1600-h/Beau+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Dg-ef07I/AAAAAAAAABw/7iB4OIoXikU/s320/Beau+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115389354312717234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the packing for our move, I found alot of toys that Beau can now play with.  He has been so good at entertaining himself for periods of time.  He loves his little baseball especially the tag, and his drums.  He finally has somthing to hit other then me or Michael. This will be the last post until we are moved.  We leave Monday morning, and we will arrive in St. George by the evening.  Seeing that I won't have access to a computer until Monday my next post won't be until probably Tuesday, and I promise I will keep up my blog from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-3827586813863746156?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3827586813863746156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=3827586813863746156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3827586813863746156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/3827586813863746156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/with-all-of-packing-for-our-move-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Ekeef08I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1Oo0JBU9s-4/s72-c/Beau+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-7821382445167297086</id><published>2007-09-28T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:18.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Sleeping Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2C3-ef05I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZGsdF9cQGXQ/s1600-h/Beau+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2C3-ef05I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZGsdF9cQGXQ/s320/Beau+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115388649938080658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beau and Michael at their best.  They love to sleep together. Aren't they so cute? Well at least Beau is. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-7821382445167297086?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7821382445167297086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=7821382445167297086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7821382445167297086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/7821382445167297086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/two-sleeping-babies.html' title='Two Sleeping Babies'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2C3-ef05I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZGsdF9cQGXQ/s72-c/Beau+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-1275438722889932706</id><published>2007-09-28T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:18.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Cgeef04I/AAAAAAAAABY/zMuwRsuws_8/s1600-h/Beau+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Cgeef04I/AAAAAAAAABY/zMuwRsuws_8/s320/Beau+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115388246211154818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael decided to cut his own hair.  He walked in and said "What do you think?"  All I could say was, NO WAY! It's a good thing he cut it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-1275438722889932706?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1275438722889932706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=1275438722889932706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1275438722889932706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/1275438722889932706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2Cgeef04I/AAAAAAAAABY/zMuwRsuws_8/s72-c/Beau+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-968130531524269419</id><published>2007-09-28T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:18.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2A8uef03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsCWu_yfOsk/s1600-h/Beau+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2A8uef03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsCWu_yfOsk/s320/Beau+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115386532519203698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau is now facing the world!  My grandparents just bought Beau a new carseat.  He is one happy camper.  He loves to watch where we are going.  No more fussiness.  Hopefully the 7 hour drive to St. George will be alot smoother then before. Can't you tell just how excited he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-968130531524269419?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/968130531524269419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=968130531524269419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/968130531524269419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/968130531524269419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/look-at-me.html' title='Look At Me'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/Rv2A8uef03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsCWu_yfOsk/s72-c/Beau+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-5593117387371884828</id><published>2007-09-18T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:26:01.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving!!</title><content type='html'>To everyone who is interested in knowing Michael and I have decided to move.  We have been thinking about it for a while, and realized that this will be the best thing for our family at this time.  We will be moving to St. George, Ut, and we will be living with Rhonda, for a while.  I am so excited to finally start getting ahead financially in our lives, so we can start saving for the future.  The hard part about this move will be leaving such an incredible family. Not that I want to leave anyone out, but I just want Tina to know how much I appreciate her and all that she has done for Michael and I.  I look up to her as my best friend and big sister that I never had.  I will miss her family more than words could ever express. Michael and I are planning to move at the end of September beginning of October.  If anyone needs any furniture, Michael and I are selling everything except for the baby things.  I will really have to make sure I keep up my blog and post lots of pictures.  Even though we will be moving, I am sure we will be down to visit.  I have also changed my email address it is BTarwater15@yahoo.com.  I will miss all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-5593117387371884828?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5593117387371884828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=5593117387371884828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/5593117387371884828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/5593117387371884828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving!!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-2515566662097355262</id><published>2007-09-07T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:47:48.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coed~softball is starting.  I can already tell it will be an interesting season!</title><content type='html'>Well, Well, tonight will start a interesting season of softball.  It will be interesting for a couple of reasons.  One we will be taking Beau, and it will be interesting trying to juggle him and play at the same time.  I am a little nervous about having to leave him in the dug out while I am on the field.  That could be quite a picture. "Blue! Could you hold up the game for a second, my son needs me; or excuse me while I ran with a baby on my hip."  Second, I haven't been to active since I stopped trying to loose all my Beau fat; which still hasn't all dissolved yet, but it's getting there 6.5 more pounds to go.  There could be some other interesting factors that will play into this seasons games. I will take some pictures and let you know how it goes, most of it should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-2515566662097355262?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2515566662097355262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=2515566662097355262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2515566662097355262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/2515566662097355262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/coedsoftball-is-starting-i-can-already.html' title='Coed~softball is starting.  I can already tell it will be an interesting season!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-6550119077789112914</id><published>2007-09-03T12:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:23:18.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RtxbINFLmkI/AAAAAAAAABI/Zc6Lz0P7H2c/s1600-h/Beau+in+Fl+and+at+Teesha+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106056274039773762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RtxbINFLmkI/AAAAAAAAABI/Zc6Lz0P7H2c/s320/Beau+in+Fl+and+at+Teesha+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RtxZk9FLmjI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tu4FuVOfo_k/s1600-h/Beau+in+Fl+and+at+Teesha+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday August 31, 2007 I took Beau in and entered him into a glamour shot contest. In the contest there are different age groups; in Beau's group as of right now there are 1400 contestants in the age of 0-1 year olds. The contest choses winners from the publics vote. Voting starts on September 11, 2007 and the winner is announced on October 15th. I would like everyone to vote for Beau. Last year there were 16 winners out of all 16 only one was male. This is how you do it. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.glamourshots.com/"&gt;http://www.glamourshots.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; click on the contest link at the top then browse on the 2007 contestants. Click on his age group, and then you can look up his name. He is wearing a blue and white stripped shirt. (Hunter entered the contest too.) He is in the 2-4 age group. Get as many people to vote as you can. Thanks &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/2950100524706311025-6550119077789112914?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6550119077789112914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=6550119077789112914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6550119077789112914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/6550119077789112914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/cutest-boy.html' title='The cutest boy!'/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/RtxbINFLmkI/AAAAAAAAABI/Zc6Lz0P7H2c/s72-c/Beau+in+Fl+and+at+Teesha+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950100524706311025.post-8711393444403112717</id><published>2007-09-02T21:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:53:27.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first entry.  It will be short and sweet and to the point.  For Labor Day weekend, Michael and I and Beau decided to get away, we drove to St. George, Utah and spent the weekend with Michael's mom.  It has been so relaxing and a very enjoyable trip.  It has been a while since we have done something like this in a long time.  I was able to go to Vegas for the first time, it was nothing that I imagined.  Well, it's late and we've got a long trip back tomorrow.  Next time, I'll have a little more time to do it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2950100524706311025-8711393444403112717?l=tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8711393444403112717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2950100524706311025&amp;postID=8711393444403112717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8711393444403112717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2950100524706311025/posts/default/8711393444403112717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarh2ofamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-this-is-my-first-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarwater Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11441165639918977172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUbrJN3S3A/SSOm70jZJyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oeRYwLHAp64/S220/143.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
