<?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-2099057031304418435</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:42:52.443-08:00</updated><category term='husbands'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='AFO'/><category term='Cerebral Palsy'/><category term='family'/><category term='1999'/><category term='Austin'/><category term='home improvement'/><category term='Special Kids'/><category term='highschool'/><category term='love'/><category term='Christmas card'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Lorance Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-3906433782051305539</id><published>2011-12-14T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:10:17.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpoL5EsE_7Q/TulWZHrUXwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/LkHNyvkSEYA/s1600/lor21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpoL5EsE_7Q/TulWZHrUXwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/LkHNyvkSEYA/s400/lor21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686170994089418498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-3906433782051305539?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3906433782051305539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3906433782051305539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3906433782051305539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpoL5EsE_7Q/TulWZHrUXwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/LkHNyvkSEYA/s72-c/lor21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-6923887970214815978</id><published>2011-12-14T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:03:55.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have You Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M BACK!!!!  Yeah I know, it has been a &lt;span style='text-decoration:line-through'&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;long while.  I have been so busy with life I have not taken the time to let the world know how my little family is doing.  I am staying home again as of October and LOVING it.  Marshall and these boys really do make me the happiest woman it the whole world.  I feel like a princess on most days and do not know how I got so lucky.  Hmm, I must not be mad at Marshall tonight for anything.  Haha.  I have so many things to share + pictures to share.  Hopefully I can get this thing up and running again.  We are going to take our relationship slow and see how it goes.  :0)   Just in case things don't work out, I want to tell everyone Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-6923887970214815978?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6923887970214815978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/6923887970214815978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/6923887970214815978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where Have You Been?'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-6680053634879295299</id><published>2009-10-23T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:25:42.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerebral Palsy'/><title type='text'>*Baby Feet*</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know it has been a while since I have posted. I am sorry. I love to blog and read other people's too. Sometimes I just want to let everyone in the world know what I am feeling. Other times I would like to hibernate like a bear. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the post. Baby feet! This might sound like a weird one but really it isn't. It is about Austin, of course. He is my baby. 2 years old but still my baby. Thursday as we were playing in the floor and getting ready to do some in home therapy I decided to put his AFO's on (leg braces). He wears these every day for at least a couple of hours. Today we would work on standing and possibly cruising. It was worth a try anyways. Okay so as I put his braces on it got me thinking. When I think baby feet, this is what I picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJQ2Hyi9NI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D-Xq48hEnPI/s1600-h/baby+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJQ2Hyi9NI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D-Xq48hEnPI/s400/baby+feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395964194277487826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you it might seem strange. To me not so strange. To me it is handsome. To me it is just a little help. Not strange. Austin is one Special Kid. He has changed my world so much. I would like to think I can now look outside the box a little more. I can accept things the way they are a little better. I believe in God and accept what he gives me. I can love like I never thought possible. I loved before Austin don't get me wrong. I have a wonderful husband and a mamma's boy "almost" 5 year old, Bryce. Something about Austin though just makes you feel good inside. He has that kind of power. From those chunky legs, to the cheesy smile, up to the crazy hair. I love it all. Especially those "baby feet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our standing up with our AFO's. He stood up for a very long time. All he needed was Reese's Puffs. LOL. Bet you didn't think food would motivate my Chunky Monkey, did ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWZp_1BuI/AAAAAAAAAVs/uQPaoOdCQm8/s1600-h/100_6225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWZp_1BuI/AAAAAAAAAVs/uQPaoOdCQm8/s320/100_6225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395970302313563874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWaGM4v2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/YWHIxTFx7XY/s1600-h/100_6227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWaGM4v2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/YWHIxTFx7XY/s320/100_6227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395970309884526434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWad0bPRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_VFnwbZBeY4/s1600-h/100_6228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWad0bPRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_VFnwbZBeY4/s320/100_6228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395970316224380178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWappbrZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GvxAQZqkN9A/s1600-h/100_6229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWappbrZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GvxAQZqkN9A/s320/100_6229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395970319399497106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWa919e2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/rxFgPQmQw9c/s1600-h/100_6230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJWa919e2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/rxFgPQmQw9c/s320/100_6230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395970324820753250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJXE0WdiLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KmaGmNJfD6M/s1600-h/100_6231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJXE0WdiLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KmaGmNJfD6M/s320/100_6231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395971043827222706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-6680053634879295299?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6680053634879295299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-feet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/6680053634879295299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/6680053634879295299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-feet.html' title='*Baby Feet*'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SuJQ2Hyi9NI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D-Xq48hEnPI/s72-c/baby+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-4126546401502805142</id><published>2009-06-07T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:14:55.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU!</title><content type='html'>I could not say it enough.  Thank you to everyone who volunteered, donated, and some who did both.  It really means so much to our family and all the little miracles at Special Kids.  The pancake breakfast was a huge sucess.  We raised over $1,500 for Special Kids and donations are still coming in. Marshall and I are both running The Middle Half Marathon in October for Team ASK (Athletes for Special Kids).  Now for the hard part..training!  LOL.  Thank you all again and here is a little slide show from Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-9a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-9a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=288230376172324506&amp;site=widget-9a.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=288230376172324506&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p1/288230376172324506/ms_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=288230376172324506&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p2/288230376172324506/ms_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=288230376172324506&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p4/288230376172324506/ms_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-4126546401502805142?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4126546401502805142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4126546401502805142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4126546401502805142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU!'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-2045558084290521820</id><published>2009-05-13T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:13:15.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husbands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home improvement'/><title type='text'>My wonderful hubby</title><content type='html'>Put all these pictures in and hung it up.  I am so proud I didn't even have to tell him too.  LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SguaAajVymI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LNDFaAOzCjE/s1600-h/2009+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SguaAajVymI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LNDFaAOzCjE/s400/2009+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335527515468712546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-2045558084290521820?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2045558084290521820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wonderful-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2045558084290521820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2045558084290521820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wonderful-hubby.html' title='My wonderful hubby'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SguaAajVymI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LNDFaAOzCjE/s72-c/2009+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-8545452187238049935</id><published>2009-05-13T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:35:31.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a very Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sjO3raI/AAAAAAAAAUw/tszuKO_Is4Y/s1600-h/102_5155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sjO3raI/AAAAAAAAAUw/tszuKO_Is4Y/s400/102_5155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335486492271160738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sNvi7OI/AAAAAAAAAUo/F9zFenvKbDI/s1600-h/102_5156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sNvi7OI/AAAAAAAAAUo/F9zFenvKbDI/s400/102_5156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335486486502632674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sORSV8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/8IgJ14-kr30/s1600-h/102_5159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sORSV8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/8IgJ14-kr30/s400/102_5159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335486486644152258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0rwMLi4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ep1jIaSy5nA/s1600-h/102_5160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0rwMLi4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ep1jIaSy5nA/s400/102_5160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335486478569671554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0rgv8ugI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/PdOZOhgEiM4/s1600-h/102_5161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0rgv8ugI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/PdOZOhgEiM4/s400/102_5161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335486474424728066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-8545452187238049935?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8545452187238049935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-very-happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8545452187238049935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8545452187238049935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-very-happy-mothers-day.html' title='I had a very Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sgt0sjO3raI/AAAAAAAAAUw/tszuKO_Is4Y/s72-c/102_5155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-8695621491462659844</id><published>2009-04-28T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:56:49.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancake Breakfast</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.  I just wanted to tell you all about a pancake breakfast that we are having.  Marshall and I have joined Team ASK (Athletes for Special Kids).  Special Kids is where Austin gets therapy 5 times a week and also is in a skilled nursing program while I am working part time.  It is really a fantastic group of people.  We are so blessed to have them in our lives.  Also many people do not know they are non-profit.  That is where you come in.  As part of our duty as Team ASK we will be raising $1,500 to run for Austin during the Middle Half Marathon.  Feel free to look up more info about Special Kids or Team ASK at  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.specialkids-tn.com .  &lt;br /&gt;“Run in such a way as to get the prize” 1 Corinthians 9:24&lt;br /&gt;Pancake Breakfast will be June 6th at Applebee's in Murfreesboro &lt;br /&gt;on Rutherford Blvd.  In front of WalMart. Come anytime between &lt;br /&gt;7:30-9:30 a.m.  Tickets are $6 each.  We could also use a few&lt;br /&gt;more volunteers to work the breakfast.  Email me for details.  &lt;br /&gt;tabethalorance@yahoo.com &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Also,if you would like to purchase tickets but will not be &lt;br /&gt;in the area till then you can mail me a check and I will &lt;br /&gt;mail you your tickets.  &lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there&lt;br /&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tabetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-8695621491462659844?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8695621491462659844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/pancake-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8695621491462659844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8695621491462659844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/pancake-breakfast.html' title='Pancake Breakfast'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7936998657573654491</id><published>2009-04-27T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:52:26.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week</title><content type='html'>First of all let me just say I am off work today for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXIneVVNkI/AAAAAAAAASA/3GYCgBj2mzw/s1600-h/allergy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXIneVVNkI/AAAAAAAAASA/3GYCgBj2mzw/s320/allergy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329386314545837634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Austin. His allergies started getting really bad yesterday. He was up all last night but seems to be a little happier this morning. Thank you Benadryl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to last week. I am off on Thursday every week and this week turned out to be really special. Thursday morning I had an unexpected call. It was an old friend that I haven't spoken to in a while. She was coming to Woodbury and wanted to stop by. She also has a little one, Brodie, who is absolutely adorable. He is a real mommy's boy too. Nothing wrong with that though. LOL. Aimee is also expecting another little one. It was so good to see her and her little guy and catch up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXK6vcqVlI/AAAAAAAAASI/eFgCX7FMBBk/s1600-h/102_5077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXK6vcqVlI/AAAAAAAAASI/eFgCX7FMBBk/s320/102_5077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329388844580755026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXLSxLH1kI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QeMXOnLzYks/s1600-h/102_5078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXLSxLH1kI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QeMXOnLzYks/s320/102_5078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329389257360922178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXMCwudQ1I/AAAAAAAAASY/kmxzj08qqgM/s1600-h/102_5080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXMCwudQ1I/AAAAAAAAASY/kmxzj08qqgM/s320/102_5080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390081874412370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXNHbfjCmI/AAAAAAAAASg/bzJrvsWcLno/s1600-h/aimee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXNHbfjCmI/AAAAAAAAASg/bzJrvsWcLno/s320/aimee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329391261585705570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we stayed with my mom in Smyrna because Marshall ran the Country Music 1/2 Marathon. I was so proud he finished in 1 hour 42 minutes. The boys, my mom, and I were at the finish line to cheer him and the rest of the runners on. &lt;br /&gt;GREAT JOB HONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXPSKWySnI/AAAAAAAAASo/o3D-40lUZsU/s1600-h/102_5098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXPSKWySnI/AAAAAAAAASo/o3D-40lUZsU/s320/102_5098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329393644987370098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXQfn60DkI/AAAAAAAAATI/At9cAlKU49I/s1600-h/102_5103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXQfn60DkI/AAAAAAAAATI/At9cAlKU49I/s320/102_5103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329394975773036098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXQ8NjEE5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/3WO9pZII4Oo/s1600-h/102_5105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXQ8NjEE5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/3WO9pZII4Oo/s320/102_5105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329395466910307218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXRdH2XDRI/AAAAAAAAATY/1qkezO9oB6A/s1600-h/102_5108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXRdH2XDRI/AAAAAAAAATY/1qkezO9oB6A/s320/102_5108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329396032316312850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we thought a day at the lake would be a great end to a great weekend. We also decided to take Valley with us and she was perfect. I can't believe she is only 4 months old. She is so big but a great dog. (most of the time) Bryce also caught 1 very "tiny" fish but he was very proud. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXTWUy8fII/AAAAAAAAAUI/M7gAQ-Pcnv4/s1600-h/102_5110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXTWUy8fII/AAAAAAAAAUI/M7gAQ-Pcnv4/s320/102_5110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329398114555821186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_83pCpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xtOgRw53vRs/s1600-h/102_5111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_83pCpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xtOgRw53vRs/s320/102_5111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397730175945362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_qM2pRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/gpq5_nZxYrw/s1600-h/102_5118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_qM2pRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/gpq5_nZxYrw/s320/102_5118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397725164643602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_Tm3_rI/AAAAAAAAATw/QpDR-3Wdxus/s1600-h/102_5121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_Tm3_rI/AAAAAAAAATw/QpDR-3Wdxus/s320/102_5121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397719099768498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_JvLrZI/AAAAAAAAATo/yZyoM3RA5i8/s1600-h/102_5123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS_JvLrZI/AAAAAAAAATo/yZyoM3RA5i8/s320/102_5123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397716450258322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS-_EtTBI/AAAAAAAAATg/VqemT92rnME/s1600-h/102_5124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXS-_EtTBI/AAAAAAAAATg/VqemT92rnME/s320/102_5124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397713587751954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7936998657573654491?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7936998657573654491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7936998657573654491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7936998657573654491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SfXIneVVNkI/AAAAAAAAASA/3GYCgBj2mzw/s72-c/allergy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-491206307101593882</id><published>2009-04-16T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:19:06.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>I did manage to get a few.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv98fXMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lzw0cUnddm8/s1600-h/102_5058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv98fXMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lzw0cUnddm8/s400/102_5058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325277825645097618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9rZjl5I/AAAAAAAAARw/YYOVeFdLjvo/s1600-h/102_5059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9rZjl5I/AAAAAAAAARw/YYOVeFdLjvo/s400/102_5059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325277821057341330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9VXebhI/AAAAAAAAARo/a3W50ECYW8Y/s1600-h/102_5061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9VXebhI/AAAAAAAAARo/a3W50ECYW8Y/s400/102_5061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325277815143034386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9K6rQmI/AAAAAAAAARg/jfomSx4w8oM/s1600-h/102_5065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv9K6rQmI/AAAAAAAAARg/jfomSx4w8oM/s400/102_5065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325277812337885794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-491206307101593882?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/491206307101593882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/491206307101593882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/491206307101593882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Secv98fXMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lzw0cUnddm8/s72-c/102_5058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-4361381206472317732</id><published>2009-04-16T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:09:35.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a very happy Easter.  It was a great day for us.  We prayed a lot for all the people who were hit by the tornado.  I still am every day.  I feel so lucky that my family was safe.&lt;br /&gt;While Bryce was hunting eggs after church he would pick one up, open it to see what was in it, then put it in his basket.  LOL.  I tried to get a good picture of him but every time I had my camera out he would put his hand over his face.  No family picture this year. :-( Marshall did manage to get one good one of the boys with his phone.  We went for Sunday dinner at my parents house and Bryce loves the rocking chairs there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sectld_V4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/jdSI5j8fExE/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sectld_V4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/jdSI5j8fExE/s400/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325275206117613618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-4361381206472317732?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4361381206472317732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4361381206472317732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4361381206472317732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/Sectld_V4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/jdSI5j8fExE/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-2532061598904777386</id><published>2009-04-05T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:46:36.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDy7PGW9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2eg3W6mDN_o/s1600-h/102_5034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDy7PGW9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2eg3W6mDN_o/s400/102_5034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321218239400139730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDylKEl7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/XTRU0hk4SSw/s1600-h/102_5032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDylKEl7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/XTRU0hk4SSw/s400/102_5032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321218233473472434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDyeNNZMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/SoIfWnwl3Dk/s1600-h/102_5025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDyeNNZMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/SoIfWnwl3Dk/s400/102_5025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321218231607583938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDyGapHsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jb1I1MY2LB0/s1600-h/102_5024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDyGapHsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jb1I1MY2LB0/s400/102_5024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321218225221476034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDxgrcITI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2Llf4gcB_-c/s1600-h/102_5023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDxgrcITI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2Llf4gcB_-c/s400/102_5023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321218215091380530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is really starting to LOVE his bath time.  Sorry, no Bryce bath pictures.  I think at 4 1/2 they are a little too old for that.  LOL.  We will have to post something special for him later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-2532061598904777386?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2532061598904777386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/bath-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2532061598904777386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2532061598904777386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdjDy7PGW9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2eg3W6mDN_o/s72-c/102_5034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-3942331790678826499</id><published>2009-04-02T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:00:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin is *2*</title><content type='html'>My little man turned 2 years old on March 20th, 2009. I really can't believe my baby is getting so big. We had some fantastic pictures that day. You can view them at www.gambillphotography.com They will be up for another week or so. The next day we had a great time at the Nashville Zoo. Here are some picture from our day at the Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYwmgdWHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pERwXSvOx7k/s1600-h/hpim0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYwmgdWHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pERwXSvOx7k/s400/hpim0278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185758057584754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYwFM3VHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/13lVxz56qrQ/s1600-h/hpim0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYwFM3VHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/13lVxz56qrQ/s400/hpim0271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185749117031538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYv9bUkCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/EX8hiLNxgR0/s1600-h/hpim0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYv9bUkCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/EX8hiLNxgR0/s400/hpim0268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185747030183970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYvX2roFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uEBu3jV9P44/s1600-h/100_4946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYvX2roFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uEBu3jV9P44/s400/100_4946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185736944394322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYIpKiezI/AAAAAAAAAPo/MwUif87R2f8/s1600-h/100_4941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYIpKiezI/AAAAAAAAAPo/MwUif87R2f8/s400/100_4941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185071576185650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYIPqcM3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Kr2-5crmCe4/s1600-h/100_4939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYIPqcM3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Kr2-5crmCe4/s400/100_4939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185064730669938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYH0KMrSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vnU5gfSUXHM/s1600-h/100_4935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYH0KMrSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vnU5gfSUXHM/s400/100_4935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185057347677474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYHdK1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/56hW3Sg1SVg/s1600-h/100_4931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYHdK1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/56hW3Sg1SVg/s400/100_4931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185051176321970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYG3VGqFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Kt6CnxJxSYo/s1600-h/100_4930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYG3VGqFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Kt6CnxJxSYo/s400/100_4930.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320185041018857554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-3942331790678826499?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3942331790678826499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/austin-is-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3942331790678826499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3942331790678826499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/austin-is-2.html' title='Austin is *2*'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SdUYwmgdWHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pERwXSvOx7k/s72-c/hpim0278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-3745086618028480963</id><published>2009-03-19T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:39:29.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>So my little man will be 2 years old tomorrow.  I have been putting this post off for a while now but with his birthday almost here I thought it was time. This is the story of Austin and his sickness.  He was born March 20, 2007.  A perfect, healthy, beautiful baby boy.  It was 10 weeks later that the problems started.  He started to have a lot of reflux problem then started with what we and the doctors thought was a virus.  I am not going to go into great detail because I would be on here a really long time.  Well come to find out after being in the hospital over night for dehydration and then starting to have seizures our pediatrician found out Austin had bacterial meningitis.  It was just as bad as it sounds. We were at Vanderbilt for a very long time.  These were the days when I just didn't know if I could make it to the next day. These were the days when I questioned why god would put this on me.  These were the worse days of my entire life. It was about a month after being home that we learned Austin was deaf from the infection.  They do not know if it is from the meningitis or the antibiotics they give.  Either way it happens in a lot of cases.  We are also very lucky that a great surgeon agreed to do bilateral Cochlear Implant on Austin at only 6 months old.  Also Austin suffered from some brain damage which means he now had Cerebral Palsy.  Most people, like me before I did my research, think you can only have this from birth.  Not true.  It is where you loose oxygen to the brain and it causes brain damage before or shortly after birth.  Usually before 3 months of age.  Austin's CP was cause from the seizures.  Austin's CP has mostly affected his muscles.  It took him a really long time to hold his head up.  He doesn't sit up for long periods of time, he can stand but for only a few seconds.  That kind of thing.  So, this is the story.  Sometimes I look back and still to this day I can ball my eyes out.  Other days I am so thankful that he has come into our lives.  Austin has taught us so much.  We now know how to love and how to give all of our love.  Austin has also brought us closer to God.  We know with God all things are possible.  The sky is the limit for this little man and I believe he can do anything.  He is truly a blessing from above.  My whole life.  Days like today I want to cry and I know that it is okay to do that.  Days like tomorrow I will be happy.  Happy to see how far he has come.  Happy to see that big smile on his face.  Happy to see that he is here with us and showing us every day how nothing will ever hold him back.  I love you Austin!  I hope you will take a few seconds to look back on what Austin went through those first couple of weeks.  I promise you will be amazed.  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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhMFo9UVFI/AAAAAAAAANY/jcdwmRRDouU/s400/100_4886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhLoBXA6yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fD04u5PuRBs/s1600-h/100_4861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312078911415315234" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhLoBXA6yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fD04u5PuRBs/s400/100_4861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...with pictures that are actually from Monday..LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhLo1oTolI/AAAAAAAAANI/edyuWeXWTPA/s1600-h/100_4870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312078925446488658" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhLo1oTolI/AAAAAAAAANI/edyuWeXWTPA/s400/100_4870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhLpUtLdSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1aXN5bnOL_U/s1600-h/100_4877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312078933788423458" style="WIDTH: 266px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhMGKBnCGI/AAAAAAAAANg/YkPXEw8-Z10/s400/100_4890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-1678289932208260583?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1678289932208260583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/joining-in-on-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/1678289932208260583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/1678289932208260583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/joining-in-on-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Joining in on &quot;Wordless Wednesday&quot;'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SbhMFo9UVFI/AAAAAAAAANY/jcdwmRRDouU/s72-c/100_4886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7995227950471641376</id><published>2009-02-28T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:39:39.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby boy</title><content type='html'>So the story continues. When Bryce was getting close to 2 me and Marshall started to think about our life and our family. Marshall really wanted to have at least 2 kids and have them close together. Him and his brother were 5 years apart and he didn't want that. That is when we made the decision to go ahead and see what happens with a second child. Little did we know we may already have had this planned before the talk. The plan was to try to get pregnant around Bryce's 2nd birthday and hopefully be potty trained so we wouldn't have 2 in diapers. Well might I just say one of us is SUPER fertile. LOL. Austin was already growing in mommy's tummy at Bryce's 2nd birthday. I was 4 months pregnant. When we found out we also decided to buy our first home. Bryce was not thrilled to be getting a brother. He was so use to being the only one there and being very spoiled himself. I don't really think he understood what was going on. Well I had the best pregnancy I could ask for. Sick in the morning every now and then. Tried to walk every day. I was also pregnant with a friend and that was nice. I felt great! Well 8 months pregnant I was already starting to dilate and Austin was measuring big. Dr wasn't concerned but had a good feeling with this being me second he might come a little early. My due date was April 4th but we went ahead and scheduled to induce at the end of March because they knew he was going to be a BIG boy. Well my body knew things were going to happen differently. I woke up on March 20th like normal. Marshall was getting ready to leave for work. I went to the bathroom and SCREAMED. I wasn't in pain but was bleeding like you wouldn't believe. I though that something was really wrong or I was going to have this baby in the bathroom. Thank Goodness Marshall hadn't left yet. He came in there and grabbed Bryce and helped me to the car. WE dropped Bryce off at his parent at 5 in the morning and went straight to the hospital. On the way there contractions started getting about 3-4 minutes apart. Come to find out everything was fine. Something was happening where you are dilating and your are "effacing" at the same time and it just pushed everything out. Baby was great though I was just in labor. A weight was lifted. Come to find out though I was dilated to a 5 almost 6 and 100% effaced. With my OBGYN being in C-Sections all morning they wanted me to try to hold off so he could deliver so I got my epidural and just waited. Around noon he came in and said he was almost finished to they gave me some medicine to get things going again since I couldn't feel anything. That went right into effect. Not even 2 hours later Austin Dale Lorance showed his beautiful face. Almost 3 weeks early but perfect in every way. 7 lbs 4 oz and 21 inches long. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDtdmIKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WGOGz906zzo/s1600-h/babyaustin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307918835111043234" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDtdmIKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WGOGz906zzo/s400/babyaustin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just minutes old&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDPIf1VI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uwZTbzjm3LM/s1600-h/babyaustin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307918826969486674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDPIf1VI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uwZTbzjm3LM/s400/babyaustin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bryce&lt;/a&gt; meets his baby brother &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDH1QjFI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K-_S6lH4JZA/s1600-h/babyaustin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307918825009744978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDH1QjFI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K-_S6lH4JZA/s400/babyaustin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 day old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7995227950471641376?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7995227950471641376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-baby-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7995227950471641376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7995227950471641376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-baby-boy.html' title='My baby boy'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SamEDtdmIKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WGOGz906zzo/s72-c/babyaustin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-4036106380624145814</id><published>2009-02-15T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:26:25.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine...IT'S A GIRL!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;We had Valentines a day early this year. Friday we bought the boys a puppy. She is an 8 week old Golden Retriever and the sweetest thing ever. I was really looking foward to see how the boys would react to her. Austin doesn't really know what to thing. Valley just loves to lick all over him but we are already running into her wanting to chew his processors. Oh No. We can not have that. Bryce was SO SO SO excited. He loves her to death and wants to carry her everywhere. We are crate training and Bryce doesn't want her to go in there and it is a little funny and sad at the same time. So far everything is good. It will be a lot better when we get this little girl trained to pee and poop outside...LOL. Yesterday we spent Valentines day going to PetSmart to buy all her little puppy thing and wanted to take her to the dog part but it was way too cold. Tessa's already go to watch her and we went to eat with my mom, brother, and sister- in-law. Had a nice dinner then a trip to Super Target. I could talk about Super Target all day. I really love that place...Here are pictures of Valentine meeting her new family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR6FIJpPI/AAAAAAAAALI/RB-JS08mCI4/s1600-h/100_4773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078619479385330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR6FIJpPI/AAAAAAAAALI/RB-JS08mCI4/s400/100_4773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valley meets her mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR53ypj0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/d4z7u2CVg3o/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078615899541314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR53ypj0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/d4z7u2CVg3o/s400/valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR5xnHpLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F7ZKVEJHAhk/s1600-h/valentine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078614240568498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR5xnHpLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F7ZKVEJHAhk/s400/valentine2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR6RoOO9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/duOVv2V_9k8/s1600-h/100_4781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078622835129298" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR6RoOO9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/duOVv2V_9k8/s400/100_4781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so good in the car&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR59HcgWI/AAAAAAAAALA/f0on5w6u5Io/s1600-h/valentine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078617328943458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR59HcgWI/AAAAAAAAALA/f0on5w6u5Io/s400/valentine3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWIXkipSI/AAAAAAAAALY/zyx1SS5xFWY/s1600-h/100_4789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303083262994982178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWIXkipSI/AAAAAAAAALY/zyx1SS5xFWY/s400/100_4789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valley meets Austin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWIqX3JFI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ym2kXMkcGno/s1600-h/100_4795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303083268042073170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWIqX3JFI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ym2kXMkcGno/s400/100_4795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWI9MzRoI/AAAAAAAAALo/MotLUhBWenE/s1600-h/100_4799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303083273095956098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWI9MzRoI/AAAAAAAAALo/MotLUhBWenE/s400/100_4799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valley meets Bryce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWJKMFWrI/AAAAAAAAALw/GeVibiyZgG4/s1600-h/100_4802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303083276582607538" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWJKMFWrI/AAAAAAAAALw/GeVibiyZgG4/s400/100_4802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWJUtfJSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ix06rfYhpTE/s1600-h/100_4816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303083279407064354" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhWJUtfJSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ix06rfYhpTE/s400/100_4816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally Home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZobGJgwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Ny4grFFkwFU/s1600-h/100_4819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303087112231944962" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZobGJgwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Ny4grFFkwFU/s400/100_4819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZohI5C_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/GyOSf_CzJW4/s1600-h/100_4820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303087113854061554" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZohI5C_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/GyOSf_CzJW4/s400/100_4820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZpIgSrvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WbztKLbFVXY/s1600-h/100_4821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303087124421193458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhZpIgSrvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WbztKLbFVXY/s400/100_4821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So tired!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-4036106380624145814?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4036106380624145814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentineits-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4036106380624145814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4036106380624145814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentineits-girl.html' title='Valentine...IT&apos;S A GIRL!!!'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZhR6FIJpPI/AAAAAAAAALI/RB-JS08mCI4/s72-c/100_4773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-2465820038305419778</id><published>2009-02-11T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:04:00.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought you may be wondering about my last blog. What happened with the plans to move to Florida? Well here is the story and probably way more details than you want to know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we submitted financial aid papers, checked out apartments near Orlando, had a chance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transfer&lt;/span&gt; with the bank...Everything seemed to fall into place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; was already here and we planned to move April 2004. I just so happened to be on my last pack of birth control too. So I made an appointment for my dreaded yearly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; I went. Got my prescription and figured I would go ahead and get enough for the whole year since we were moving. Spent like $120 I think too. So as most of you women know I was waiting for my "friend" to start that new pack of pills. So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;..nothing. At this point I was thinking that my body was adjusting to not being on anything and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whacked&lt;/span&gt; up. January....nothing. Still my body get used to this change. February...nothing. I almost forgot that I didn't have one in December or January. March is here and something is up. Wait...I think I am going to be sick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I go to the Dr and confirm the obvious. I am almost 3 months pregnant. Wow that went by fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So goodbye sunny Florida and hello Bryce Marshall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lorance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed at the bank and we decided staying here was the best thing for everyone. It was just not meant to be. In the back of my mind I was really happy to not have to leave all my friends and family. I honestly think Marshall may have had second thought anyways. Bryce was born October 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2004. I also decided to stay home with him as he was such a blessing. No work and all play. Some of the best days of my life. Here a picture just minutes after he was born.More to come when I scan them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZORKgeZw7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/W6egoMhk_kI/s1600-h/photobook4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301740796047377330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZORKgeZw7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/W6egoMhk_kI/s400/photobook4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZORKmzHbXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OfmREZ_5yqw/s1600-h/babybryce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301740797744868722" style="WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZORKmzHbXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OfmREZ_5yqw/s400/babybryce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryce's hospital picture.&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/2099057031304418435-2465820038305419778?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2465820038305419778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2465820038305419778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2465820038305419778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='WHAT?'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SZORKgeZw7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/W6egoMhk_kI/s72-c/photobook4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-8361889518657754560</id><published>2009-02-02T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:27:56.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in June 2003 Me and Marshall decided to take a vacation. I had been working at the bank a while and Marshall had finished school and was working at MacSteel for over a year. We decided on Cocoa Beach, FL. While there he wanted to visit the San Diego Golf Academy in Orlando. He was in love. Golf is his passion. He was really serious. After getting home and getting paper work he requested from the school I knew he was serious. The more he talked about it the more I thought, "Could I really leave everything and everyone to move to FL with my boyfriend?". I voiced my concern. Marshall thought about it and saw my point. In July it was just a normal day when I thought Marshall was going to leave and go without me. He went on about how he knew it would be hard and he understood why I didn't want to go THEN as I was about to start crying he said "Or you could marry me". I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. LOL. Obviously I said yes. I immediately started looking at wedding plans. Being 19 I had no idea what I was even doing. So I thought it would be best for us to just elope and get married in FL. My parents had something else in mind. My mother told me to keep my options open. That is when she wanted to take me to a place to see if I liked it. We pulled up and it was beautiful. The Falcon Manor Historical Mansion. This was the place. I knew it would be perfect. It was booked on the spot. Being said this meant the wedding was in 2 short months. September 27th 2003. I found a dress that fit perfect, had the bridemaids picked and found some dresses right off of a JCPenny rack, the guys tuxes were ordered, the cake was ordered, the Mansion was paid to do all the food and decorations, the photographer was hired. Next thing I knew the wedding was in 1 week. I had no worries. The whole morning of the wedding it poured rain. Normally wouldn't be a big deal but our wedding was outside in the courtyard. They called that morning and wanted to know what we wanted to do. We could move the wedding inside the carraige house or try to see if it will stop and maybe have the wedding later than planned. I told them to hold off. I had a feeling it would stop. Sure enough it ended up being a bright and sunny day. I think I will let the pictures speak for the rest of the day. I couldn't wait to tell this man "I Do" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0RQNizI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Zb9x7ONYeqw/s1600-h/mywedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368211841813298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0RQNizI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Zb9x7ONYeqw/s400/mywedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my mom helping me with all those finishing touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0ndScBI/AAAAAAAAAII/Zgd3qm33Xjg/s1600-h/mywedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368217802240018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0ndScBI/AAAAAAAAAII/Zgd3qm33Xjg/s400/mywedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my Maid of Honor, Jessica.  Even way back then I don't know what I would have done without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0l86PYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sKGmNqdznTc/s1600-h/mywedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368217398001026" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0l86PYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sKGmNqdznTc/s400/mywedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to marry the man of my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXacjNSHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0P7HiHo0lwk/s1600-h/weddings3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369967220934770" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXacjNSHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0P7HiHo0lwk/s400/weddings3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpOxooLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y1T0jfzCqbg/s1600-h/mywedding7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369121709760690" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpOxooLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y1T0jfzCqbg/s400/mywedding7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad.  He just told me how beautiful I was all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0pZVfnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sVC8pt0Aoik/s1600-h/mywedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368218322534002" style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0pZVfnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sVC8pt0Aoik/s400/mywedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpM61c2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Yn203su_xD0/s1600-h/mywedding6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369121211478882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpM61c2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Yn203su_xD0/s400/mywedding6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were my girls.  Jessica, Tessa, Beth, and Kara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our flower girl and ring bearer were both little girls and sisters.  Marshall's cousins.  We had absolutely no boys on either side at this point.  The girls did a wonderful job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0-WvfLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I4MbnN5g84I/s1600-h/mywedding5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368223948799154" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0-WvfLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I4MbnN5g84I/s400/mywedding5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshall's best man was his brother, Chris.  His groomsmen were Dusty, Ricky, and Tony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpWT6ptI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qQt_K07zVjg/s1600-h/mywedding8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369123732596434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpWT6ptI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qQt_K07zVjg/s400/mywedding8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it was time for my daddy to walk me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpZRGj8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ei1bBACSS5A/s1600-h/mywedding9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369124526100418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpZRGj8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ei1bBACSS5A/s400/mywedding9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpQX96oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZVOLrG4KI_Q/s1600-h/mywedding10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369122138974850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeWpQX96oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZVOLrG4KI_Q/s400/mywedding10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This part went by so fast.  Before I knew it we were married and I was Mrs. Lorance.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXC3ZyhUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AefLF3mWMXM/s1600-h/mywedding12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369562112329026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXC3ZyhUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AefLF3mWMXM/s400/mywedding12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXDeXuyKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ow_hOmFxxvg/s1600-h/mywedding14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369572572678306" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXDeXuyKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ow_hOmFxxvg/s400/mywedding14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXDfV6ysI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oA5c7EEvJVY/s1600-h/mywedding15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369572833512130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXDfV6ysI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oA5c7EEvJVY/s400/mywedding15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was in front of the Mansion right after the wedding.  We had a few minutes alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXCshleAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1nDHn-aAvts/s1600-h/mywedding11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369559192238082" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXCshleAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1nDHn-aAvts/s400/mywedding11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time for cake.  You know I made him go first....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXCyAm8YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nDV0aX5xhSE/s1600-h/mywedding13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369560664535426" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXCyAm8YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nDV0aX5xhSE/s400/mywedding13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And our toaste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaJQ4RwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mPB7nnju89E/s1600-h/mywedding16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369962043787010" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaJQ4RwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mPB7nnju89E/s400/mywedding16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the 1st dance as husband and wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaKs7FCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LtSqG-O2Mtc/s1600-h/mywedding17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369962429846562" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaKs7FCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LtSqG-O2Mtc/s400/mywedding17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all knew Kara would catch it.  She had a foot on everyone.  LOL.Gotta love the pink flipflops. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaLQpBYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xmqB6W2XO0/s1600-h/mywedding18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369962579658114" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaLQpBYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xmqB6W2XO0/s400/mywedding18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still love all these girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaRdnxYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fmTRQO1-ZZA/s1600-h/mywedding19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298369964244714882" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeXaRdnxYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fmTRQO1-ZZA/s400/mywedding19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, Marshall couldn't wait to get out of that tux. Bubbles everywhere.  A perfect day coming to an end.  The day I said, "I Do". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-8361889518657754560?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8361889518657754560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8361889518657754560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8361889518657754560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SYeV0RQNizI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Zb9x7ONYeqw/s72-c/mywedding1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7159074744122396366</id><published>2009-01-20T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:47:08.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Please...</title><content type='html'>A good friend of mine, Angie Gambill, is a great photographer.  Please check out her blog and vote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(#2 for the Lorance Family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gambillphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://gambillphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7159074744122396366?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7159074744122396366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/vote-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7159074744122396366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7159074744122396366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/vote-please.html' title='Vote Please...'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-5186980723302661090</id><published>2009-01-18T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:54:39.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Do you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; Do you ever just have one of "those" days.  All you do is think why this and why that.  Like for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;instance&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why is it that my 4 years old never wants to wear clothes?  I promise he has them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXN5XFOgPgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GXooP9eZjEM/s1600-h/Bryce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292707424537427458" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXN5XFOgPgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GXooP9eZjEM/s320/Bryce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Or maybe you wonder why is it that the baby always gets under the table and can't get out?  And while we were talking about the table, why is it that no matter how many times a day you sweep it always needs to be done again 30 minutes later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXN5WpTQcII/AAAAAAAAAFI/-f9Rg4EhS5M/s1600-h/100_4653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292707417041170562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXN5WpTQcII/AAAAAAAAAFI/-f9Rg4EhS5M/s320/100_4653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone answer these questions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-5186980723302661090?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5186980723302661090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/5186980723302661090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/5186980723302661090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-ever.html' title='Do you ever?'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXN5XFOgPgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GXooP9eZjEM/s72-c/Bryce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-2325756828232632608</id><published>2009-01-17T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:09:18.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1999'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>1999... I met the love of my life</title><content type='html'>This post is the story of Marshall Lorance and Tabetha Bowling. Marshall was a way too popular for me Junior and I was a shy Freshman whose heart sunk every time I would see him. We went to a very small high school so that was often. I actually dated a guy the beginning of the school year that was one of Marshall's friends AND one of my brothers friends. I don't even know if you would really call it dating though at 14. Mostly we went to school basketball games and he took me home from school. We were "bf and gf" though. He had been around my family for many years and my dad did not like this at all. I mean he had slept at my house many times when he was younger. I have to admit it was all a little weird but, I was a freshman and he asked me out. What could I say? He was a Junior. Okay so lets go to after Christmas Break freshman year. I hung out with another guy that was also a freshman but we were never really "together". Also, right after Christmas I met my great friend, Tiffonie. She also dated one of Marshall's good friends, Josh. We hung out ALOT. This is how me and Marshall officially met. I went to a basketball tournament with the "freshman" guy. I guess he was more into the guys there because he totally ignored me the whole time and that is when Josh's best friend, Marshall, decided to come give me a little company. Needless to say I rode home with Josh and Tiff. So anyways Tiffonie immediately wanted to know what I thought about Marshall. He was so cute, a JUNIOR, and did I mention so cute. So I knew he wouldn't give me the time of day but little did I know he thought I was cute too. So tiff asked if she could give him my phone number and that is where the story officially begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXJ6znYNZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QldIB68v1mg/s1600-h/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292427539276195762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXJ6znYNZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QldIB68v1mg/s320/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the actually piece of paper that she wrote my # down on and Marshall saved it all this time. Of course now it is scrapbooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked every day from that moment on. We would hang out at Josh's house or at Tiff's house. I wasn't really sure how my parents would feel about me dating so I kind of kept it a secret for a while. Finally after a couple of weeks Marshall finally asked me the big question. His exact words were, "Will you be my girlfriend". I kind of laughed but I said yes. The date was&lt;br /&gt;March 12, 1999. A date I will never forget. My 15th birthday was in 2 weeks on the 26th so I decided this would make a great 1st real date. Marshall surprised me and didn't tell me where we were going and I was really excited, and nervous that this was our first time to be alone. Just me and him one on one dating. When he came to the door my dad wanted to see his drivers license before he could take me away. LOL. How embarrassing. It was a perfect night and when we got to the restaurant I saw some faces that I knew. That is right. He surprised me with a wonderful meal at Demos' and my 2 best friends and their date. I tell ya this really made things feel so relaxed. Amazing how he knew just what to do (with some help from my friend, Tiffonie). He bought me several gift (and didn't even have a job--Thanks Shandra..hehehe). Not bad for my boyfriend of 2 weeks. I just knew he had to be worth hanging onto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292421145367413730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXJ0_cNkA-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/xy-2Uq8SAB4/s400/1st+date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture that they took at Demos' the night of my birthday dinner and our first date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could say that me and Marshall have been together every day since March of 1999 but it just doesn't work that way. We went through school together. We had our breakups. We had our fights. We even dated other people for a short while. But in the end we always found our way back to each other. I can say that Marshall is the only man I have ever loved with all my heart. I am so blessed. Shortly after I was finished with high school there was another memorable moment that came. Don't worry I will not leave you hanging too long. I will say though that a diamond rings was involved. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-2325756828232632608?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2325756828232632608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/1999-i-met-love-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2325756828232632608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/2325756828232632608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/1999-i-met-love-of-my-life.html' title='1999... I met the love of my life'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SXJ6znYNZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QldIB68v1mg/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-8774172017995188852</id><published>2009-01-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:57:47.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU5SM4eQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eZayy5HMl24/s1600-h/100_4672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290204424159394050" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU5SM4eQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eZayy5HMl24/s320/100_4672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU5lSLVaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Bgz8xf_SaDA/s1600-h/100_4675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290204429281875362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU5lSLVaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Bgz8xf_SaDA/s320/100_4675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6Jsax9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_JvRvd7hLyg/s1600-h/100_4679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290204439055615954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6Jsax9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_JvRvd7hLyg/s320/100_4679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6uKY_KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JGmT_tBOvzA/s1600-h/100_4681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290204448845003938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6uKY_KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JGmT_tBOvzA/s320/100_4681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yesterday morning was a pretty normal day. The boys were sitting in the chair so I decided to get my camera. I thought it was cute that Bryce was letting Austin lay his leg on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know what was to come. The bad thing is I was taking pictures while it was happening and didn't know exactly what was going on. Till Bryce started balling. Seems Austin finally was at the other end of the fight this time. LOL. I did really feel bad though and slammed my camera down right after I DID realize what happened. Bryce started crying, then Austin was crying because Bryce was, then I was because they were...What? I get emotional when it comes to my boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6nS2XRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xvaiDM8Qwq8/s1600-h/bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290204447001435410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU6nS2XRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xvaiDM8Qwq8/s320/bite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-8774172017995188852?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8774172017995188852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8774172017995188852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/8774172017995188852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html' title='Ouch...'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWqU5SM4eQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eZayy5HMl24/s72-c/100_4672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-3454891674945533335</id><published>2009-01-11T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:33:20.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XMas Day</title><content type='html'>So this is a little late too but I just finished the first Twilight book. SO GOOD. Don't think this means I will be blogging like crazy though because I still have 3 more to go...LOL. Well anyways, here is a little recap of Christmas Day 2008 at the Lorance house. Me and Austin were the first to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiLhB2yxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wj20SrebjLU/s1600-h/100_4548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290078293540129554" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiLhB2yxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wj20SrebjLU/s320/100_4548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is always such a little happy camper when he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiMLbkKuI/AAAAAAAAACw/iT3hQNHnlNg/s1600-h/100_4557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290078304922249954" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiMLbkKuI/AAAAAAAAACw/iT3hQNHnlNg/s320/100_4557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was the first to see the Santa gifts. So, as the morning went on I made sausage balls while waiting on Bryce and Marshall to wake up.  They were made, cooked, and cooled and still no sign of the sleepy heads.  So I finally went to wake them at 7:30 am. Finally after  me telling Bryce "Santa came, Santa Came Bryce" (like a 4 year old would do) He woke up to see.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiMQVPV5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/tB9hKwzDlH8/s1600-h/100_4563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290078306237896594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiMQVPV5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/tB9hKwzDlH8/s320/100_4563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got just wanted he asked for.  He is at that remote control car stage ya know.  It was great to see his face as he opened all his gifts.  It was priceless.  This is the first year he was really into it and so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiNHvtYaI/AAAAAAAAADI/vqRHkLwAHIE/s1600-h/100_4579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290078321112867234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiNHvtYaI/AAAAAAAAADI/vqRHkLwAHIE/s320/100_4579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally after opening gifts we took a few pictures and prepared things for Christmas brunch with Marshall's parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolX3oOcrI/AAAAAAAAADY/f3ID415ydhA/s1600-h/100_4584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290081804299956914" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolX3oOcrI/AAAAAAAAADY/f3ID415ydhA/s320/100_4584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolXW4SkzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SyBm6L9I-1w/s1600-h/100_4581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290081795508966194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolXW4SkzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SyBm6L9I-1w/s320/100_4581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolY9YyEMI/AAAAAAAAADo/4MpbKxbou9k/s1600-h/100_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290081823025664194" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolY9YyEMI/AAAAAAAAADo/4MpbKxbou9k/s320/100_4596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How could you not just love this face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolZcUeUQI/AAAAAAAAADw/TDkbmtFuWII/s1600-h/100_4597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290081831329091842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolZcUeUQI/AAAAAAAAADw/TDkbmtFuWII/s320/100_4597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Konnor and Bryce opening presents from Nana and Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolY2IeNHI/AAAAAAAAADg/t8gwVd4Nwi4/s1600-h/100_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290081821078205554" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWolY2IeNHI/AAAAAAAAADg/t8gwVd4Nwi4/s320/100_4591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And diapers are always good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now what would Christmas be without a visit from my best friend in the whole world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopb9X4t2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9ehfv1g980A/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290086272608024418" style="WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopb9X4t2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9ehfv1g980A/s320/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopbpNzL6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/kfsVLMRGhAg/s1600-h/100_4610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290086267197009826" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopbpNzL6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/kfsVLMRGhAg/s320/100_4610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just couldn't leave this out for anyone who has ever been to my house.  Okay I will start by saying, Yes our refrigerator was not beautiful but it worked great and was FREE.  LOL.  Everyone makes fun of it.  Well, Marshall parents were so great that they decided for Christmas this year our perfect and very practical gift would be nothing other that a NEW FRIDGE!  We love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopceXUiUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BK-cUQernl8/s1600-h/100_4646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290086281464023362" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWopceXUiUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BK-cUQernl8/s320/100_4646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-3454891674945533335?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3454891674945533335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/xmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3454891674945533335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/3454891674945533335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/xmas-day.html' title='XMas Day'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWoiLhB2yxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wj20SrebjLU/s72-c/100_4548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7355378416968459866</id><published>2009-01-10T06:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:23:17.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well..This has been an interesting week. This was my first week as a working mom with 2 kiddos. I can't wait to tell you all about it. First of all might I just say I love where I work and love most of the people that I work with. Everyone has welcomed me back and it feels like I never left. To many I have said I feel like I have been on a 2 yr vacation. So the first week mostly consisted of coworkers saying..."Hey, It's you, You are back?" and me saying "yes I am". The always the second part, "How is &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; baby?". "Well he will be 2 in March (but he is still my baby)". Wow, I can't believe it has been 2 years since we were blessed with Austin Dale &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lorance&lt;/span&gt;. He has touched so many people and he doesn't even know it yet. Don't worry though I will be sure to tell him. Only when his processors are on though so he will be able to hear it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I am very excited to tell you all the story of me and Marshall and how we started and the story of why Austin is such a blessing. Bryce...You will hear many things about him. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mamma's&lt;/span&gt; boy that is mean as a snake. And so full of personality. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anywho&lt;/span&gt;, Last weekend of deer hunting. That's right my husband started hunting again this season and I don't really like it. So, Maybe I will get to share some things with all of you since he will be hunting all weekend. Bye for now and GO TITANS!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWivDVFzriI/AAAAAAAAACg/NYBfr1kChwc/s1600-h/tnhelmet3d2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289670234082618914" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWivDVFzriI/AAAAAAAAACg/NYBfr1kChwc/s320/tnhelmet3d2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7355378416968459866?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7355378416968459866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7355378416968459866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7355378416968459866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-mom.html' title='Working Mom'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWivDVFzriI/AAAAAAAAACg/NYBfr1kChwc/s72-c/tnhelmet3d2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7521709401740057514</id><published>2009-01-04T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:24:56.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWFE3jdgSRI/AAAAAAAAACY/t7i-2k-aDMo/s1600-h/Working%2520Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287583158712158482" style="WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWFE3jdgSRI/AAAAAAAAACY/t7i-2k-aDMo/s320/Working%2520Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most of you know I have been home with my boys for almost 2 years. Well, Tomorrow is the big day. That is right. I will be a working mommy again. Returning back to State Farm part time. I am really excited but I also have a milion things that I wanted to get done but dinner, Desperate Housewives, and a few hours sleep I don't see much getting done. Well I guess while I am going to blog I will tell ya a little about my weekend. Saturday we met up with some awesome friends that live in Nashville. If it were not for the huge fit Bryce had at WalMart Friday we might have been able to mmet at Discovery Center as planned. That is right. Laying on the ground, arms around my ankles, and me dragging him as I walk. That is my child. Saturday morning he was still in trouble. We did manage to make it for lunch though. After we dropped the boys off with Aunt Jessie for about an hour or so to get shopping done at the Avenue. Somewhere during the day I also realized (after Anna asking me how many teeth he had) that Austin has 3 teeth that I KNEW NOTHING ABOUT. How did I miss this. Just one side is broken though on 3 teeth and the are WAY in the back. Guess I wasn't looking for them to come back there. Okay so then there is today, Sunday. As we were getting ready for Church I noticed 2 MORE TEETH. One broken through and another showing just a peek of white. Austin took almost 14 months to get 1 tooth and now he will be 2 in March and it is like, bam. So Church was good. Bryce went to Children's church and actually behaved 2 weeks in a row. WOW. This is a huge accomplishment because they ised to bring him back. LOL. So now dinner is probably burning so I better go. I'll let oyu know how work is tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS- I know some of you may be wondering...well what about the boys and especially Austin when I go to work. Don't worry. Everything is taken care of. Bryce will be back at MsNanny's and Austin is at Special Kids and with his Nana on Wednesdays. I'll tell you all about that later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWFEDI9JpvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H69mW66lXoI/s1600-h/dh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287582258243938034" style="WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 51px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWFEDI9JpvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H69mW66lXoI/s320/dh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7521709401740057514?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7521709401740057514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7521709401740057514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7521709401740057514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-day.html' title='The Big Day'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SWFE3jdgSRI/AAAAAAAAACY/t7i-2k-aDMo/s72-c/Working%2520Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-4295868719444677000</id><published>2009-01-02T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:10:12.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess I will go back to Christmas 08 since it was only a few weeks ago. A few of us girls decided to have a little pot luck dinner instead of buying gifts. We had a great time. All of our spouses were there (with the exception of BJ because he didn't fly in till Christmas Eve). It was a great time. And Jessica I am still waiting for the picture of all of us together. I told yall she wouldn't send it out...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV485qSdjeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QIaszC11EXY/s1600-h/Xmas08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729973881474530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV485qSdjeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QIaszC11EXY/s320/Xmas08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa, Me, Tamara, Julie, Jessica, and beautiful Jaysie in front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was Christmas Eve at my Mom's house. This is one of my favorite pictures so I had to post it first. Austin is so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV4_khWNDuI/AAAAAAAAABE/2aOOhndzRIo/s1600-h/christmas+111+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732909238882018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV4_khWNDuI/AAAAAAAAABE/2aOOhndzRIo/s320/christmas+111+(2).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;We ate our traditional ham and turkey dinner and opened gifts. Thanks for the Wii mom! It was a wonderful afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5DonM21WI/AAAAAAAAABM/yjoNZR4blmU/s1600-h/christmas+112+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286737377576277346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5DonM21WI/AAAAAAAAABM/yjoNZR4blmU/s320/christmas+112+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5Gk_wcTcI/AAAAAAAAABU/xYT6KnNMEqo/s1600-h/100_4524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286740613983391170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5Gk_wcTcI/AAAAAAAAABU/xYT6KnNMEqo/s320/100_4524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GllzBVAI/AAAAAAAAABk/9KlzHoB7ZY8/s1600-h/100_4531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286740624194753538" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GllzBVAI/AAAAAAAAABk/9KlzHoB7ZY8/s320/100_4531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GlYk1XmI/AAAAAAAAABc/e7eIJobyum8/s1600-h/100_4529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286740620645588578" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GlYk1XmI/AAAAAAAAABc/e7eIJobyum8/s320/100_4529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GmFJHPLI/AAAAAAAAABs/OALQG4Riktg/s1600-h/100_4544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286740632608914610" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV5GmFJHPLI/AAAAAAAAABs/OALQG4Riktg/s320/100_4544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2099057031304418435-4295868719444677000?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4295868719444677000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/rewind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4295868719444677000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/4295868719444677000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/rewind.html' title='Rewind'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV485qSdjeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QIaszC11EXY/s72-c/Xmas08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-7894346073711891740</id><published>2009-01-01T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:51:17.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>So this is a new year. I am sure you are all just so curious what the Lorance's did last night. (joke) Well, we enjoyed a very nice night at home. It was actually a lot better than it sounds. This is the first year Bryce stayed up till midnight. He thought it was great! Austin fell asleep early but woke up tight before midnight when we gave him his medicine. He doesn't usually wake up but to our surprise he decided to do a little stinky while asleep in his crib. Seeing as it was right before midnight I just had to wake him for the 1st family picture of 2009. I know, bad mommy. Anyways, the hubby and I played Wii for several hours and I drank some much needed red wine. As you might guess I am a little sore today. If you have not played you must come over ASAP. One of the best gifts this Christmas. We had several great ones. I know this blog is going to go a little backward for a while but I have to get everyone up to date. As I said before I have lots to say so it may take a while...LOL. I want to wish everyone a great 2009. Here are a few pictures of the family for the New Years Eve house party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bcSiN0uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/i-eg5Wf39z0/s1600-h/100_4637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552447916823266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bcSiN0uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/i-eg5Wf39z0/s320/100_4637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bcMJ7AsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mKiG0xlsR2I/s1600-h/100_4632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552446204314306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bcMJ7AsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mKiG0xlsR2I/s320/100_4632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bb7MVXXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mic_C93KETI/s1600-h/100_4630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552441651027314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bb7MVXXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mic_C93KETI/s320/100_4630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Wii Control in hand....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bbrQvOgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P3uYMiz-Ri8/s1600-h/100_4624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552437374532098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bbrQvOgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P3uYMiz-Ri8/s320/100_4624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Playing with Austin before he went to sleep NYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bahVsNeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TNRwHlbvMBA/s1600-h/100_4620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552417531082210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bahVsNeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TNRwHlbvMBA/s320/100_4620.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2YRRbW0hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sy5DCii0RTA/s1600-h/100_4645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286548960106172946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2YRRbW0hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sy5DCii0RTA/s320/100_4645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       1st family photo of 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-7894346073711891740?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7894346073711891740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7894346073711891740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/7894346073711891740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYobdayEopM/SV2bcSiN0uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/i-eg5Wf39z0/s72-c/100_4637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099057031304418435.post-1792487468388054879</id><published>2008-12-31T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:13:41.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello family and friends.  I know I should have started this long ago but just never really thought about it.  This will be a place for me to keep everyone updated on out family and just what we have been doing.  I hope you will read.  I will try my best to update.  I already have lots to say but let me get this thing up and going first.   Check back SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099057031304418435-1792487468388054879?l=thelorancefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1792487468388054879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/1792487468388054879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099057031304418435/posts/default/1792487468388054879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelorancefamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Tabetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281690149259436251</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/_wYobdayEopM/SuIewcTIuRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lsdm0t3Yz8E/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
