<?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-7452592095775656385</id><updated>2011-10-11T16:05:17.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Harrison Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/08/alaina-first-year.html' title='Alaina&amp;#39;s First Year'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2643377091051188483</id><published>2011-06-06T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:10:41.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Laina Lee is 10 months old today. We've hit so many milestones this past month! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313939986064546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqVjS-pjUEA/Te2aRvcrJKI/AAAAAAAACT0/YNEin05QiN8/s400/IMG_0842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alaina has mastered crawling and is now pulling up on whatever she can get those little hands on. Her first few teeth have FINALLY come through. Two on the bottom and I just noticed yesterday that she has one breaking through on the top also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313953909587714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5zn2nv7q58/Te2aSjUTPwI/AAAAAAAACUE/5aFajahRB5k/s400/DSC_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to eat table food and seems to be just about done with baby food. I still nurse her and probably will for the next 15 years. Ha! I've attempted weaning her by offering milk/formula but she's not interested in that one bit. I wouldn't trade this bonding experience for anything BUT y'all this mama is tired. I'm sure I'll cry once it's all over. I try to remind myself there will be a day when she'll slam her bedroom door in my face and tell me to leave her alone. I do love it that she wants and needs me so much right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313931900937602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgGthiMqBD0/Te2aRRVB5YI/AAAAAAAACTs/R_VHyaCCRHI/s400/DSCN0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alaina goes to bed in her crib with no problem but she just doesn't like to stay there all night. I've spoiled her big time by putting her in the bed with me in the middle of the night. She expects this now and will throw a fit if she wakes up and doesn't get to snuggle with her mama. It's my own fault and I know what I have to do to fix it. I just hope I can put forth the energy it'll require. Most nights I'm just too tired to care. Garrett was the same way at this age and now sleeps so well. I'm hoping she does the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's rotten I tell ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkGue5ibje8/Te2aSJt3fAI/AAAAAAAACT8/xKlXtQYSMPE/s1600/DSCN0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313947037498370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkGue5ibje8/Te2aSJt3fAI/AAAAAAAACT8/xKlXtQYSMPE/s400/DSCN0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe her birthday is only 2 months away. Aunt MiMi and I are already throwing around party ideas. This little girl has been such a joy and blessing to me. I am so grateful and honored to be her mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. On a different note...BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to be an AUNT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother TJ and sister-in-law Brandi are expecting their first child early next year. We are all so excited!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2643377091051188483?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2643377091051188483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2643377091051188483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2643377091051188483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2643377091051188483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-months.html' title='10 Months'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqVjS-pjUEA/Te2aRvcrJKI/AAAAAAAACT0/YNEin05QiN8/s72-c/IMG_0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6674335620446626705</id><published>2011-06-01T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:39:01.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paci Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett has recently kicked his habit and is no longer tied down to his paci. We are all so proud of him! The transition wasn't bad and after only a week he doesn't even mention it. I am grateful for the comfort they provided my little man but happy to finally say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="382" name="FLVPlayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="408" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p="" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=e0aaed0b6d452a9b6e57ca&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" salign="LT" wmode="transparent" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 408px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/7452592095775656385-6674335620446626705?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6674335620446626705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6674335620446626705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6674335620446626705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6674335620446626705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/06/paci-free_01.html' title='Paci Free'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8817506011789180647</id><published>2011-04-30T23:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:27:01.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the first time she saw the waves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLC-F7MA0E/TbzPsiqeiTI/AAAAAAAACTg/ET5_LLgBXAs/s1600/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580400668215602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLC-F7MA0E/TbzPsiqeiTI/AAAAAAAACTg/ET5_LLgBXAs/s400/IMG_0783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the first time she touched the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580391667941730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sa16r3WL3t8/TbzPsBIpQWI/AAAAAAAACTQ/66RGJ1Qt-Hc/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" /&gt; It's official...she LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580398883294274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYGGN26As0A/TbzPscA6zEI/AAAAAAAACTY/2MhfBkgtJSU/s400/IMG_0794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this beautiful weather, the Harrison's can't resist heading down to the beach to put our toes in the sand and smell that salty sea air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfuLevbTGH0/TbzPrwy2tPI/AAAAAAAACTI/FCFUfKIxppo/s1600/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580387281581298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfuLevbTGH0/TbzPrwy2tPI/AAAAAAAACTI/FCFUfKIxppo/s400/IMG_0798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somebody couldn't be happier about it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnReadmPtO8/TbzPrg-4WTI/AAAAAAAACTA/oSvrXDrQCSU/s1600/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580383037053234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnReadmPtO8/TbzPrg-4WTI/AAAAAAAACTA/oSvrXDrQCSU/s400/IMG_0804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8817506011789180647?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8817506011789180647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8817506011789180647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8817506011789180647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8817506011789180647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/04/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLC-F7MA0E/TbzPsiqeiTI/AAAAAAAACTg/ET5_LLgBXAs/s72-c/IMG_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-9221345830535506819</id><published>2011-04-25T22:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:36:35.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713848598678978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNAHEALUEo/TbYuE6WPTcI/AAAAAAAACS4/BDRGKh2uJGs/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713837592264994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLr0YEdon0M/TbYuERWGwSI/AAAAAAAACSw/9nqImCpMf1U/s400/IMG_0732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713831798506882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbK6QvV-bRY/TbYuD7wxBYI/AAAAAAAACSo/t0XiEajzKwE/s400/IMG_0742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713826840135298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEIOxgXiHvE/TbYuDpSmRoI/AAAAAAAACSg/LZiefko2yEQ/s400/IMG_0750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713818198963474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5KXJpl3Tus/TbYuDJGYdRI/AAAAAAAACSY/wHFnYJ7nYYU/s400/IMG_0749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-9221345830535506819?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9221345830535506819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=9221345830535506819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/9221345830535506819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/9221345830535506819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNAHEALUEo/TbYuE6WPTcI/AAAAAAAACS4/BDRGKh2uJGs/s72-c/IMG_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-775753620397418000</id><published>2011-03-03T16:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:12:02.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJlTrtJuVzg/TXAQZrs_vdI/AAAAAAAACSQ/ycb9C2TCCvw/s1600/December%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579977971726269906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJlTrtJuVzg/TXAQZrs_vdI/AAAAAAAACSQ/ycb9C2TCCvw/s400/December%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-775753620397418000?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/775753620397418000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=775753620397418000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/775753620397418000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/775753620397418000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/03/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJlTrtJuVzg/TXAQZrs_vdI/AAAAAAAACSQ/ycb9C2TCCvw/s72-c/December%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4995744938578283567</id><published>2011-02-28T11:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T11:49:20.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blue Eyed Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578781706595166786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crwiMiJ4gfs/TWvQZ40NakI/AAAAAAAACRo/-who-nAgX2g/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774892016858098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDzTBLcS-O4/TWvKNOiIc_I/AAAAAAAACRg/zJb00DWIq_s/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774878642886930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_4Yo7E1zmY/TWvKMcth2RI/AAAAAAAACRI/i_ONl14k8S8/s400/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774873091355810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LHif-_CKYM/TWvKMIB8NKI/AAAAAAAACRA/yUFJgNy_WUM/s400/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773870595554322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59P1uRNL_sg/TWvJRxcUPBI/AAAAAAAACQ4/TpsdIhw8HVA/s400/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773866107806082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piJe2g0PFiU/TWvJRguWoYI/AAAAAAAACQw/MOpTezDQiDE/s400/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773865060393506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z43g8_UyBvA/TWvJRc0oYiI/AAAAAAAACQo/j9ovMyi4NuE/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773858890467682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2emZ6D9siY/TWvJRF1myWI/AAAAAAAACQg/DToRKoWaqKo/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773859209657330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-441ileZcv0w/TWvJRHBtO_I/AAAAAAAACQY/I4WMsy54J6w/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos by the Awesome &lt;a href="http://lauravandiford.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura Vandiford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4995744938578283567?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4995744938578283567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4995744938578283567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4995744938578283567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4995744938578283567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-blue-eyed-babies.html' title='My Blue Eyed Babies'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crwiMiJ4gfs/TWvQZ40NakI/AAAAAAAACRo/-who-nAgX2g/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7037802172538854592</id><published>2011-02-20T23:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:17:24.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Over Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; For the past year and a half (ever since Garrett's been walking) I've been dodging and zooming past fast food play areas with all my might.  I know, I know...how mean of me to deprive my boy of all that fun!  Well, I had my reasons.  #1 He's the worst eater IN THE WORLD.  He's so easily distracted at restaurants as it is, if he knew a jungle gym was a few feet away, I'd never get any food in him.  #2 No matter how long I let him play, 30 minutes, an hour or even longer, I know I'll be dragging him away screaming crying.  When we are out running errands, I just don't want make time for that.  #3  Oh the germs!  I try to not think about it, I know he can't live in a bubble but, y'all, those things are nasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, this past weekend at Chick-fil-a, he started asking questions.  What were those kids doing and how can I get in on that action?!?!  As we were leaving, there wasn't anyone playing, we were not in any hurry, and since I had Justin with me, I caved.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He. LOVED. It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew he would.  That child played so hard he was sweating when we left.  It was fun watching him climb and play.  It reminded me of all the fun I had as a kid diving into the balls at Cherry's (anyone else remember that??)  I know this was one of those isolated incidents though.  Next time there will be 50 other kids to trample him, he'll find used gum and put it in his mouth, and I'll look like a child abuser as I drag him back to the car.  But this time, &lt;em&gt;THIS TIME&lt;/em&gt;, it was fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy instructing him how to climb to the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576000244437830898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob-SE6UBpGY/TWHure01TPI/AAAAAAAACQA/8dKVLZsQc5I/s400/IMG_0478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I see you mama!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576000246233519458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuasnK6gXzE/TWHurlg9VWI/AAAAAAAACQI/8oQmd7gl6nE/s400/IMG_0482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I do it again!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576000252070756082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2HIgbCnTWw/TWHur7QqfvI/AAAAAAAACQQ/UsFiLg3Mc8g/s400/IMG_0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7037802172538854592?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7037802172538854592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7037802172538854592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7037802172538854592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7037802172538854592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-all-over-now.html' title='It&apos;s All Over Now'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob-SE6UBpGY/TWHure01TPI/AAAAAAAACQA/8dKVLZsQc5I/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2305766509186557625</id><published>2011-02-11T23:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:20:27.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby girl is 6-months-old! She's growing like a weed and getting sweeter with each passing day. We are all so in love with this little girl. I couldn't imagine life without her in it. Alaina is now sitting up on her own and eating a wide variety of baby foods. She hasn't turned her nose up at any food I've offered her so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that she'll be my eater (unlike her big brother). We are still waiting for some teeth to pop through. I check her gums every day because I know it wont be long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few photos taken over the past month:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sink bath fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994250420154578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_XnMVhZVAg/TWHpOlXp8NI/AAAAAAAACPw/IB_tbQdoG20/s400/IMG_0456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet rolls and dimples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994240657050370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1APoJkQqt1g/TWHpOA_8ywI/AAAAAAAACPg/X9WGHl2URVE/s400/Mindy%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little Valentine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkiycELFHlE/TWHpO3YUj_I/AAAAAAAACP4/XgLH1WjXCPg/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994255254786034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkiycELFHlE/TWHpO3YUj_I/AAAAAAAACP4/XgLH1WjXCPg/s400/IMG_0468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the pretty weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjIn5LtWE7k/TWHpOcfpeDI/AAAAAAAACPo/bNsjIlFd7Ag/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994248037759026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjIn5LtWE7k/TWHpOcfpeDI/AAAAAAAACPo/bNsjIlFd7Ag/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smallest hospital gown ever :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yucky stomach bug sent us to urgent care. Luckily, no dehydration or fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W33vpHqR2fA/TWHpOB_vliI/AAAAAAAACPY/yd2-LjI8-Jg/s1600/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994240924620322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W33vpHqR2fA/TWHpOB_vliI/AAAAAAAACPY/yd2-LjI8-Jg/s400/IMG_0439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My real live baby doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572659906360113730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve9mRcHeG4Y/TVYQqNyn-kI/AAAAAAAACOo/n7-Jaz9T3u8/s400/IMG_0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWWvH4GvHiw/TVipaEJly1I/AAAAAAAACPQ/IStfpYBBopc/s1600/EditV_0422_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573390797117829298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEUgA0n5zR4/TVipZqCjsLI/AAAAAAAACPA/g2M8fex41ZE/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKLFTqUVmRw/TVipaI-xemI/AAAAAAAACPI/atnatQVy3-0/s1600/Edit_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2305766509186557625?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2305766509186557625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2305766509186557625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2305766509186557625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2305766509186557625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/02/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_XnMVhZVAg/TWHpOlXp8NI/AAAAAAAACPw/IB_tbQdoG20/s72-c/IMG_0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8906294313977226200</id><published>2011-01-19T21:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:57:01.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Run on Tile Floors While Wearing Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today while visiting Uncle Corey, Hayden and baby Smith, Garrett slipped on the tile floor and hit his mouth, busting up his poor little lip. There was lots of blood and tears shed but we survived the drama and I think he's going to be okay. His lip is very sore but after a cup of chocolate milk and two York Peppermint Patties, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was able to get a little smile out of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTeg-MKQQuI/AAAAAAAACNk/LfWWr4zJiYI/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564092854916104930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTeg-MKQQuI/AAAAAAAACNk/LfWWr4zJiYI/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8906294313977226200?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8906294313977226200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8906294313977226200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8906294313977226200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8906294313977226200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-run-on-tile-floors-while-wearing.html' title='Don&apos;t Run on Tile Floors While Wearing Socks'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTeg-MKQQuI/AAAAAAAACNk/LfWWr4zJiYI/s72-c/IMG_0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-695541452259471520</id><published>2011-01-14T16:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:32:24.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Four Years for the Harrison Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corey and Justin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562161495683093522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDEaSWL1BI/AAAAAAAACNE/EFUBOHAb9-4/s400/Thanksgiving%2B2007%2B001.jpg" /&gt; Corey, Justin and Garrett... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDEaMqy-CI/AAAAAAAACM8/NR8hrbYbRik/s1600/cj9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562161494158932002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDEaMqy-CI/AAAAAAAACM8/NR8hrbYbRik/s400/cj9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corey, Justin, Garrett and Hayden...&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562161011410765666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDD-GSqh2I/AAAAAAAACM0/YHkEG3xzot0/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" /&gt;Corey, Justin, Garrett, Hayden and Alaina...&lt;br /&gt;2010&lt;br /&gt;(didn't have a pic with Hayden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDD95qD07I/AAAAAAAACMs/7mM1nDzcokA/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562161008019231666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDD95qD07I/AAAAAAAACMs/7mM1nDzcokA/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corey, Justin, Garrett, Hayden, Alaina and Smith...&lt;br /&gt;2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDDty_smWI/AAAAAAAACMk/vx0F_ct4RNU/s1600/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562160731353028962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDDty_smWI/AAAAAAAACMk/vx0F_ct4RNU/s400/IMG_0363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm, wait a minute...does this mean it's my turn again?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-695541452259471520?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/695541452259471520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=695541452259471520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/695541452259471520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/695541452259471520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-four-years-for-harrison-brothers.html' title='A Busy Four Years for the Harrison Brothers'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TTDEaSWL1BI/AAAAAAAACNE/EFUBOHAb9-4/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2B2007%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7684107505486174917</id><published>2011-01-11T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:09:52.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what we woke up to yesterday morning here in Hampstead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxigQfk7fI/AAAAAAAACL0/mibw31a80L0/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927946218466802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxigQfk7fI/AAAAAAAACL0/mibw31a80L0/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't remember the last time I've seen this much snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxigTRBu_I/AAAAAAAACLs/MgWkuKMVZYo/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927946962746354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxigTRBu_I/AAAAAAAACLs/MgWkuKMVZYo/s400/IMG_0323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so pretty! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927558069558562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiJqhqnSI/AAAAAAAACLc/0yiKcMcuCnY/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" /&gt;Garrett didn't care for the snow at all last year.  This year, he LOVED it!  After playing in it for a bit, I had to drag him back in the house.  He didn't care how cold it was!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927570880293506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiKaP-6oI/AAAAAAAACLk/Ce0l-cGvnug/s400/IMG_0350.JPG" /&gt;Alaina liked it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927545565973682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiI78lDLI/AAAAAAAACLM/_m_xMo3djK4/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiJNuPGWI/AAAAAAAACLU/jDMGNYUTAr8/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927550337653090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiJNuPGWI/AAAAAAAACLU/jDMGNYUTAr8/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So now that I've seen it fall, tasted it on my tongue, taken some cute pictures...it can all go away please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiIlLIElI/AAAAAAAACLE/yaa9qAAXpUI/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560927539452973650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxiIlLIElI/AAAAAAAACLE/yaa9qAAXpUI/s400/IMG_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7684107505486174917?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7684107505486174917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7684107505486174917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7684107505486174917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7684107505486174917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-day-2011.html' title='Snow Day 2011'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSxigQfk7fI/AAAAAAAACL0/mibw31a80L0/s72-c/IMG_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2847712362979682133</id><published>2011-01-06T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:06:31.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5-Months-Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My sweet Alaina is 5-months-old today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559148543606588706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQJZNNBSI/AAAAAAAACKM/9FEdOwOT-u0/s400/IMG_0295%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's officially moved into her room, sleeping in her big girl crib and out of the bassinet beside my bed. I miss having her at arms stretch but &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; is sleeping better this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559148557112465490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQKLhQWFI/AAAAAAAACKs/WJbhe4t-U5U/s400/1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; This past month we've started feeding her baby cereal and food. She wasn't too sure at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559148554699344306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQKCh7CbI/AAAAAAAACKk/pIEICMf4Ygk/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt; but now she's gobbling it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559148550198737874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQJxw5O9I/AAAAAAAACKc/RRJA7Q852HE/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" /&gt; Alaina witnessed her first snow fall this past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559148545744652850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQJhK9SjI/AAAAAAAACKU/g2RiATMPgTc/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" /&gt;She also had her first visit from Santa.  She was a very good girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559160657715379298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYbKhxzvGI/AAAAAAAACK0/_K4LoT5tfQA/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaina is almost sitting up on her own and we're waiting to see teeth break through any day now.  Sooner than later hopefully.  Those teeth are a pain for us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559160662761308514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYbK0k2gWI/AAAAAAAACK8/Cpwa3xZ_tEE/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm having so much fun with my little doll baby and looking forward to what the the next 5 months have in store for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2847712362979682133?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2847712362979682133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2847712362979682133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2847712362979682133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2847712362979682133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-months-old.html' title='5-Months-Old'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TSYQJZNNBSI/AAAAAAAACKM/9FEdOwOT-u0/s72-c/IMG_0295%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5034438081547600505</id><published>2010-12-12T22:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:31:28.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years and Five Months Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little boy changed my life forever. I never knew what real exhaustion felt like, what heart wrenching worry felt like, or what unconditional "I'd step in front of a moving vehicle to save you" love felt like until he came along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXavoYfOI/AAAAAAAACJY/LxoS0brilzk/s1600/DSCN0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550008601522240738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXavoYfOI/AAAAAAAACJY/LxoS0brilzk/s400/DSCN0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves to be held and snuggled. He'll come to me several times during the day with arms stretched out and say, "Hold you me, Mama, hold you me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXaSmfI5I/AAAAAAAACJQ/_EJsCzmvBi0/s1600/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550008593729659794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXaSmfI5I/AAAAAAAACJQ/_EJsCzmvBi0/s400/DSCN0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves Curious George, Toy Story 3, and his pacies. He's most happy riding in his daddy's "truck" and playing outside. He's the best sleeper and the worst eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXZzh9O7I/AAAAAAAACJI/SKJeCErfh0Q/s1600/DSCN0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550008585389161394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXZzh9O7I/AAAAAAAACJI/SKJeCErfh0Q/s400/DSCN0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He drives me completely bonkers and makes my heart bust out of my chest like the Grinch on a daily basis. I love watching him grow and learn about this world he lives in. He makes me so proud. I feel so lucky and blessed to be his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXZvZobtI/AAAAAAAACJA/948PkLwbH-Q/s1600/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550008584280501970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXZvZobtI/AAAAAAAACJA/948PkLwbH-Q/s400/DSCN0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Sweet Garrett,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are worth every wrinkle, stretch mark and gray hair. As long as I have the ability to lift my arms, I will always, ALWAYS "hold you me".  I love you my sweet baby boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5034438081547600505?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5034438081547600505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5034438081547600505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5034438081547600505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5034438081547600505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-years-and-five-months-ago_12.html' title='Two Years and Five Months Ago...'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQWXavoYfOI/AAAAAAAACJY/LxoS0brilzk/s72-c/DSCN0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7867091103123298177</id><published>2010-12-09T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:56:58.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Along with losing all this baby weight and weaning Garrett from his paci (fat chance), I'm hoping to pick back up on my blogging in 2011.  Don't give up on me just yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Holidays from the Harrison's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQEkdquqd4I/AAAAAAAACIY/AmwFkoXhnx8/s1600/Collages1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548756308001978242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQEkdquqd4I/AAAAAAAACIY/AmwFkoXhnx8/s400/Collages1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Photos by &lt;a href="http://www.lauravandiford.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura Vandiford&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7867091103123298177?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7867091103123298177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7867091103123298177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7867091103123298177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7867091103123298177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-2010.html' title='Merry Christmas 2010'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TQEkdquqd4I/AAAAAAAACIY/AmwFkoXhnx8/s72-c/Collages1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1133768379966103210</id><published>2010-11-12T12:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:20:05.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Some Fun With My Doll Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538718990252619442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN17k4S3trI/AAAAAAAACII/-Kq_yLPAqNM/s400/October%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538718979695233330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN17kQ9yyTI/AAAAAAAACIA/EJd2hOYl8Vk/s400/October%2B20101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538718974279463314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN17j8yksZI/AAAAAAAACH4/Re5t6-lL0Oo/s400/Collages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728886560247010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN2Ek66eTOI/AAAAAAAACIQ/XOgPco-61UM/s400/October%2B20102.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538718958711446610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN17jCy3nFI/AAAAAAAACHo/R8QhCv72FK4/s400/October%2B20103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1133768379966103210?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1133768379966103210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1133768379966103210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1133768379966103210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1133768379966103210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/11/having-some-fun-with-my-doll-baby.html' title='Having Some Fun With My Doll Baby'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN17k4S3trI/AAAAAAAACII/-Kq_yLPAqNM/s72-c/October%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4248074567552377847</id><published>2010-10-29T16:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:34:57.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just In Time For Our 7th Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wedding rings are fixed and back on my finger where they belong. The jeweler did such a good job, you would never even know they had to be &lt;a href="http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/alaina-owes-me-big-time.html"&gt;cut off my finger&lt;/a&gt;.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TMsuqLSthCI/AAAAAAAACG8/WBNFW7huSfk/s1600/DSCN0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533567869275440162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TMsuqLSthCI/AAAAAAAACG8/WBNFW7huSfk/s400/DSCN0052.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*The title I first published this post under made absolutely no sense. Once I realized it, I was walking around twitching and wincing so I had to change it. Apparently, my brain wasn't working when I typed it. Ha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4248074567552377847?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4248074567552377847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4248074567552377847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4248074567552377847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4248074567552377847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/10/wrapped-around-my-finger.html' title='Just In Time For Our 7th Anniversary...'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TMsuqLSthCI/AAAAAAAACG8/WBNFW7huSfk/s72-c/DSCN0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1955422553056058384</id><published>2010-10-13T18:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:07:52.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall Y'all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655167333927090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtFoHKiLI/AAAAAAAACG0/lCtCaSFDhSA/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655160854138194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtFP-QzVI/AAAAAAAACGk/wSAz-TCa7x4/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655164846352418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtFe2FKCI/AAAAAAAACGs/oD75GjGKLFU/s400/IMG_0286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655148499433362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtEh8q95I/AAAAAAAACGc/b49SJvlAYKE/s400/IMG_0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655150195842626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtEoRIHkI/AAAAAAAACGU/0oi1SnJwLEU/s400/IMG_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1955422553056058384?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1955422553056058384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1955422553056058384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1955422553056058384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1955422553056058384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-fall-yall.html' title='Happy Fall Y&apos;all!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TLYtFoHKiLI/AAAAAAAACG0/lCtCaSFDhSA/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5520706298720992590</id><published>2010-10-05T18:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:38:19.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet My Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhh yes, good ole 1999. I'm the young chick in the middle. Do you see the fella kneeling down to my right? (my right, your left) Well, his name is Matthew Vandiford. He was one of the 3 guys I graduated high school with. Yes, I said 3. Anyway, he's a great guy. He's funny, handsome, smart, accomplished. I always liked Matthew in school and I'd say I like him even more now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why, you ask?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524687135164092850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKuhraqgUbI/AAAAAAAACFM/s-1naPMWrIM/s400/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because he married this gem! (Laura, I stole this pic off your blog...I hope that's ok!) Laura and I became friends through Matthew and our mutual friend, Leslie. She and I have lots in common and I'm so happy to have her friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Way to go Matthew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524713189362660946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu5X-HgdlI/AAAAAAAACFU/BSNPVOCgFRQ/s400/laura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laura is a pharmacist, wife to Matthew, and mother to Gracie. She has also become quite the photographer since we've met. She's awesome behind a camera and, since we're friends, I get to take advantage of her skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are just a few of the pics she took of my babies: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524719177298326834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu-0g6ntTI/AAAAAAAACGM/H0LOKnm4bBA/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524713903610430450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu6Bi5cg_I/AAAAAAAACF8/C_V1IqzFm5s/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524713898932576274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu6BReKIBI/AAAAAAAACF0/DazBzY3NFVU/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524713898330036978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu6BPOgGvI/AAAAAAAACFs/n2bAZ3Thn94/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524713891633107714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKu6A2R1EwI/AAAAAAAACFk/RqsL6Ouciwc/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I appreciate you taking the time to do this for me, Laura. It amazes me how you do all that you do and still find time to do such awesome favors for your friends. Thank you so much!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5520706298720992590?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5520706298720992590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5520706298720992590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5520706298720992590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5520706298720992590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/10/meet-my-photographer.html' title='Meet My Photographer'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TKuhraqgUbI/AAAAAAAACFM/s-1naPMWrIM/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4289805829548630357</id><published>2010-09-16T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:47:50.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaina Month 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These past 6 weeks have flown by so fast! Life as mother of two doesn't allow me a whole lot of free time. As much as I love scrapbooking and blogging, right now I'd just rather use my free time napping. Hopefully I'll get back to blogging regularly. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alaina is such an easy baby. She's very content and not nearly as high maintenance as Garrett was when he was an infant. She likes to sleep in the baby swing and just chill on a blanket on the floor. Garrett would NEVER do that. If he wasn't in my arms 24/7 he was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breastfeeding is going well...great actually. That makes me very happy. We aren't on much of a schedule right now but since I'm staying home with her, I don't feel much pressure to get her on one. She likes to graze all throughout the day but then she'll give me 4-5 hour stretches at night. I'm not complaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alaina has started smiling. It melts my heart. Garrett LOVES her so much. He's a good big brother and helps me out so much. I feel so blessed. I have to pinch myself all the time. I'm looking forward to all the milestones Alaina will be reaching and trying to savor every minute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few random pics throughout her first month of life:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907220148727538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLYbCHLvI/AAAAAAAACEs/dMgjmFCoh4c/s400/Picture+097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907232688590322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLZJv2TfI/AAAAAAAACE0/QYbvSWlJmt0/s400/Picture+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907236717660978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLZYwdCzI/AAAAAAAACE8/jRH33IALXks/s400/Picture+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907247832278642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLaCKYpnI/AAAAAAAACFE/AqBZzmVuy1w/s400/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907211668192050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLX7cMezI/AAAAAAAACEk/hJpYCDg5cpM/s400/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4289805829548630357?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4289805829548630357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4289805829548630357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4289805829548630357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4289805829548630357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/09/alaina-month-1.html' title='Alaina Month 1'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TJOLYbCHLvI/AAAAAAAACEs/dMgjmFCoh4c/s72-c/Picture+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5670650205674524234</id><published>2010-08-11T11:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:37:11.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Alaina Lee Harrison!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 12 hours of labor and 5 minutes of pushing, Alaina Lee Harrison was born on her due date, August 6, 2010 at 11:10 am. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504169053825665074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8l5T6CDI/AAAAAAAACDE/62hK3NllJA0/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;She weighed 9 lbs, 9 oz and is 20 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd say 8 lbs of it is in her cheeks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504169058431729186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8mKeE_iI/AAAAAAAACDM/uTfIfGkf3PI/s400/DSC_0953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8moq86pI/AAAAAAAACDc/OITW0YhSKP0/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504169066538789522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8moq86pI/AAAAAAAACDc/OITW0YhSKP0/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are all so in love with our new addition including big brother Garrett who loves kissing his little sister all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8mVmXvII/AAAAAAAACDU/nlKMzPoz0hE/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504169061419302018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8mVmXvII/AAAAAAAACDU/nlKMzPoz0hE/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5670650205674524234?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5670650205674524234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5670650205674524234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5670650205674524234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5670650205674524234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/08/introducing-alaina-lee-harrison.html' title='Introducing Alaina Lee Harrison!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TGK8l5T6CDI/AAAAAAAACDE/62hK3NllJA0/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5383078459588827153</id><published>2010-08-02T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:32:25.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27-28-29...30!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This beautiful man...my husband, best friend, protector, provider, the father of my children...turns &lt;strong&gt;30-years-old&lt;/strong&gt; today. I've been lucky enough to share 8 of those years with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you so much and hope that your day is special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to the greatest man I know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angie, Garrett, and Alaina (if she ever decides to come on out!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500622821539073618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TFYjUAk-TlI/AAAAAAAACC8/EfvqBzWFyeQ/s400/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5383078459588827153?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5383078459588827153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5383078459588827153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5383078459588827153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5383078459588827153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16.html' title='1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27-28-29...30!!!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TFYjUAk-TlI/AAAAAAAACC8/EfvqBzWFyeQ/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-3863135133925473020</id><published>2010-07-20T19:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:05:35.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaina Owes Me BIG Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot just how much a summertime baby makes me swell. I put off removing my rings because I love wearing them so much. Then it was too late. Nothing could make them budge. I tried to ignore the throbs. I dismissed the pain. My finger was going numb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to get them off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496138628488475026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEY09ntbsZI/AAAAAAAACCk/69-qJ3ZuKis/s400/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 410px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496138634604716610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEY09-fqIkI/AAAAAAAACCs/V6KOOzmUL-A/s400/Picture+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know these are broken rings not a broken marriage but, when I got back in my car after having this done, I sure cried like it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEY0-pzzwBI/AAAAAAAACC0/OQP6yUkETsM/s1600/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496138646231957522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEY0-pzzwBI/AAAAAAAACC0/OQP6yUkETsM/s400/Picture+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-3863135133925473020?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3863135133925473020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=3863135133925473020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3863135133925473020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3863135133925473020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/alaina-owes-me-big-time.html' title='Alaina Owes Me BIG Time'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEY09ntbsZI/AAAAAAAACCk/69-qJ3ZuKis/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8405607548310984981</id><published>2010-07-17T21:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:41:24.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett Turns Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My baby boy turned two-years-old this past Thursday. We kept it low key and celebrated with an evening of fun and games at Chuck E. Cheese's. He had a blast! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495054669396626690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEJbG5a8zQI/AAAAAAAACCU/-8Rup0yiakE/s400/Picture+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495054662337592066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEJbGfH8ewI/AAAAAAAACCM/GK2WpYwRAkc/s400/Picture+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495054679673983394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEJbHftQ0aI/AAAAAAAACCc/L0ZQ-nB0p68/s400/Picture+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Garrett!  We love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e60165d0d30c828" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e60165d0d30c828%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D659DE7F7AADB9F75E57948FE502EEC29B92D9D5A.48696FB7FDFEAAFDBCAF1EAF86963A9CF0DDE00D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e60165d0d30c828%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db7T4NMU6Xjq-UnSisaQOcQJk5Zg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e60165d0d30c828%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D659DE7F7AADB9F75E57948FE502EEC29B92D9D5A.48696FB7FDFEAAFDBCAF1EAF86963A9CF0DDE00D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e60165d0d30c828%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db7T4NMU6Xjq-UnSisaQOcQJk5Zg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8405607548310984981?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8405607548310984981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8405607548310984981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8405607548310984981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8405607548310984981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/garrett-turns-two.html' title='Garrett Turns Two!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TEJbG5a8zQI/AAAAAAAACCU/-8Rup0yiakE/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-957374820937054345</id><published>2010-07-08T22:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:49:16.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready For Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our baby's room is ready...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491726162248757234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaH2SCOb_I/AAAAAAAACBc/Hcbc2BLq88Q/s320/Photo+001.JPG" /&gt; her clothes are washed and clean...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491725181211296082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaG9LYqwVI/AAAAAAAACBU/j-p4Q-2WBMg/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491725178063777202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaG8_qPbbI/AAAAAAAACBM/jxCUKwaSurw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;My body is extremely swollen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491725163595691282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaG8Jwx9RI/AAAAAAAACA8/HsRwXe9tgNY/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;I can't even remove my rings.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491725155869414978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaG7s-sVkI/AAAAAAAACA0/gNX6Tx7fOxs/s320/Picture+004.jpg" /&gt;The hospital bag is packed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491725167689580610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaG8ZA1wEI/AAAAAAAACBE/A2-9DVm0ykk/s320/Picture.jpg" /&gt;we've prepared Garrett the best we know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491728647355180018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaKG7xxI_I/AAAAAAAACB0/51Z3zOcvL1M/s320/DSC_0883.JPG" /&gt;FOUR more weeks seems like an eternity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you feel as big as a cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491728636821686306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaKGUiYyCI/AAAAAAAACBs/w98mMwgRSa4/s320/34+weeks+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are down to a few short weeks before Alaina's arrival. Please help me pray for a healthy delivery and a smooth transition from family of 3 to family of 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-957374820937054345?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/957374820937054345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=957374820937054345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/957374820937054345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/957374820937054345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/ready-for-baby.html' title='Ready For Baby'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TDaH2SCOb_I/AAAAAAAACBc/Hcbc2BLq88Q/s72-c/Photo+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8100342173769403499</id><published>2010-06-25T00:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:10:43.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Babies Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Justin,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even though this post is a few days late, Garrett and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to praise and honor you just a little.  Thank you for being such a good daddy.  Thank you for working so hard while you're on the road and sometimes even harder when you're here at home.  I hope one day you can relax and take some time for yourself...maybe even before retirement.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Garrett and I love you so very much.  I know Garrett loves me too but he makes it very clear on a daily basis who his "favorite" is.  I want you to know I'm okay with that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm looking forward to what these next few weeks bring our way.  It's sure to be crazy here at the Harrison home with our new addition but please know while I'm a basket case, pulling my hair out and running off of zero sleep, I really couldn't be happier.  Not just because I've been blessed with two precious children but because they came from you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day.  We love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Angie and Garrett (and Alaina too)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486559410908695362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQstxZKC0I/AAAAAAAACAs/33KpsNWkPvw/s400/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486558940493405346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQsSY9aXKI/AAAAAAAACAk/Bd0tN6VphJM/s400/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486558932235975906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQsR6Mr_OI/AAAAAAAACAc/McrZXJypvo8/s400/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486558900855754722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQsQFTDz-I/AAAAAAAACAE/vnS3iIhxWv8/s400/Picture+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day to my daddy too!  Thank you for loving us kids so much.  I love you Toby C.!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486558908622148546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQsQiOtk8I/AAAAAAAACAM/q5G4jvyNqdA/s400/Picture+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8100342173769403499?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8100342173769403499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8100342173769403499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8100342173769403499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8100342173769403499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-my-babies-daddy.html' title='To My Babies Daddy'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TCQstxZKC0I/AAAAAAAACAs/33KpsNWkPvw/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2723138114476990812</id><published>2010-05-27T21:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:07:58.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harrison Home Improvement:  Front Entryway</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;When our realtor walked us through our new house last year, I loved most everything about it...everything but the front entryway. It's always seemed uninviting and just plain ugly to me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476136895693370386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8lfik2tBI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Nnd2gDUA924/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Boring. Yuck. Yawn.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476136889836425170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8lfMwcz9I/AAAAAAAAB_E/cX6PQbUlK-o/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, we decided to spruce it up a bit. Justin kicked things off by installing a new glass storm door. I love being able to open my front door now and let some afternoon sunlight in.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476134429243585426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8jP-VZs5I/AAAAAAAAB-8/BKn3P3327_8/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we thought we'd put his tile saw to good use and tile over that ugly concrete. He couldn't have done it without Garrett's help, that's for sure.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476134419540242162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8jPaL8bvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/0CSSAMQenNM/s320/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476134399681867826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8jOQNVsDI/AAAAAAAAB-s/JRszG_Nvhf8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476134393269703634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8jN4Uj09I/AAAAAAAAB-k/1GQUDwbe7TQ/s320/Picture+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm so happy with the results! The slate tile adds a little color and the entryway doesn't seem so blah to me anymore.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476134384810369346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8jNYzsoUI/AAAAAAAAB-c/XzQb3hwkYVY/s320/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before/After&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8l1nm-CmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/zyPheP0g3Z4/s1600/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476137275001539170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8l1nm-CmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/zyPheP0g3Z4/s200/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8l2TffcAI/AAAAAAAAB_c/8geJmkVqQno/s1600/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476137286781333506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8l2TffcAI/AAAAAAAAB_c/8geJmkVqQno/s200/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whatcha think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2723138114476990812?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2723138114476990812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2723138114476990812' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2723138114476990812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2723138114476990812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/harrison-home-improvement-front.html' title='Harrison Home Improvement:  Front Entryway'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_8lfik2tBI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Nnd2gDUA924/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4883196958623338038</id><published>2010-05-16T20:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:01:36.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think sometimes I spend more time asking God for things I think I need rather than thanking Him for what He's already given me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am truly blessed. Thank you Lord!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472036837557533714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_CUgvx3_BI/AAAAAAAAB-A/4euUSWJ_z70/s400/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4883196958623338038?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4883196958623338038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4883196958623338038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4883196958623338038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4883196958623338038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S_CUgvx3_BI/AAAAAAAAB-A/4euUSWJ_z70/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-554497914562468672</id><published>2010-05-10T23:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:50:37.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Because I'm a Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Friday, I dropped my son off at my daddy's so Justin and I could head to Charlotte, NC for a mini Mother's Day getaway. It was my first night away from Garrett. I knew he was is good hands, spending the night with my mama, but it still occasionally put a lump in my throat at the thought of him waking up needing me. I handled it pretty well until I saw this cute little boy in Subway on our way to Charlotte. I teared right up and cried a little as I ate my sub. Justin just laughed at me. I'm pregnant and I just couldn't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, what in the world brought us to Charlotte, NC you ask? Well, back in late 2007, I was on the computer one night bored, visiting random sites and blogs. By chance I stumbled across this blog written by Ree Drummond, "&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;". I clicked on the link to her blog and have been doing so every single day since then. I love her. Her life is so fascinating to me. She loves to cook and blog about cooking. Recently, she took some of her favorite recipes and compiled them into a cookbook titled, "The Pioneer Woman Cooks". Her blog is very popular and has a huge following which has turned her into quite the celebrity. When her cookbook was released, she appeared on several talk shows such as Good Morning America, The Bonnie Hunt Show, and The View to promote the book. As a way to reach out to her fans, she's been visiting several states on a book signing tour. This past Friday she was in Charlotte, NC. Do you see where I'm going with this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I GOT TO MEET THE PIONEER WOMAN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My precious husband drove 4 and a half hours, sacrificed some of his hotel points, and waited with me in a bookstore in Charlotte from 5:30 pm to almost 10 pm just so I could have my photo taken with Ree and get her to sign my cookbook. He's. The. Best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The book signing started at 6 pm. There was an enormous crowd of about 500 people. Ree kicked it off by speaking to the audience and answering a few questions about her blog and her cookbook.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476924918051714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d8SODvs4I/AAAAAAAAB9g/9fmKljckPJA/s320/Picture+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d8TI-Nw0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/YN_LJuHNVnU/s1600/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a little nervous about the thought of waiting in a long line being 6 months pregnant and all but it turned out to be much more pleasant than that. As each person entered the bookstore, they organized everyone into groups of 25, giving each group a letter, starting with letter A and working down the alphabet. I was in group N. They called each group over a microphone when it was time for them to line up and get their book signed. So, even though I knew I had a nice wait ahead of me, I was at least able to grab a comfy seat along with a few books and magazines to read while I waited to be called on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476931144659554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d8SlQSMmI/AAAAAAAAB9o/iEinoa4sAZI/s320/Picture+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so listen. Do you see this man? His mama should have named him, Justin "Patience" Harrison. There was nothing - I mean nothing - about this trip to Charlotte for him to get excited over. I know he was bored out of his mind and would have rather been elsewhere but he never showed it...not even once. He smiled knowing he'd be spending his whole evening in that bookstore waiting around, he brought me magazines so I wouldn't lose my seat, and when my pregnant belly started growling, he gladly walked down the mall to bring me back a big pretzel and some honey mustard dipping sauce. He's a good man. The best, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476453710001906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d72yq_dvI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/JG4dkUS2m5I/s320/Picture+021.jpg" /&gt; Around 8 pm, the pretzel had worn off and we were starving. Luckily, there were some nice restaurants in walking distance from the bookstore. With the long wait, we were able to go eat dinner and still make it back in time to get my book signed. I gave one of the girls waiting in the bookstore my cell phone number and she actually text me every so often updating me on what letter group was being called. Wasn't that nice of her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after reading Ree's blog every single day for the past 2 and a half years, I sorta felt like I already knew her. I was really excited and a little nervous when I finally go my chance to meet her face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d719coYFI/AAAAAAAAB9I/BP4DJtkQOys/s1600/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476439422689362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d719coYFI/AAAAAAAAB9I/BP4DJtkQOys/s320/Picture+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was very sweet and friendly. Justin walked with me to snap some photos and as I was getting up to leave, she told me it looked like I had some great support, motioning over to Justin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d71A4LFyI/AAAAAAAAB9A/mpytdze6V5U/s1600/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476423163647778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d71A4LFyI/AAAAAAAAB9A/mpytdze6V5U/s320/Picture+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476416618754722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d70ofv8qI/AAAAAAAAB84/9hPeJt7O7mw/s320/Picture+027.jpg" /&gt; Meeting The Pioneer Woman was such a fun experience. It was so unlike me to do something like this and I'll treasure these memories always. Looking back on it now, meeting Ree was great but it wasn't the highlight of my trip. The time I got to spend with the most loving, giving, and unselfish person I know is what made this trip so unforgettable. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Justin, for such a wonderful Mother's Day gift. You, Garrett, and Alaina are my reason for living. I love you all very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-554497914562468672?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/554497914562468672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=554497914562468672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/554497914562468672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/554497914562468672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-because-im-mother.html' title='All Because I&apos;m a Mother'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-d8SODvs4I/AAAAAAAAB9g/9fmKljckPJA/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8273723440016599555</id><published>2010-05-04T14:15:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:56:27.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As our doctor was going over the results of our baby's 19 week anatomy ultrasound, she mentioned that two small cysts were discovered on our baby's brain. Before we could panic, worry, stress, or act alarmed, she went to great lengths to calm our nerves and assure us that this wasn't uncommon at all, lots of babies have them, and most of the time they resolve on their own before the baby is even born. However, the cysts could be associated with a couple different syndromes/birth defects and because they saw them on the scan, they had to inform us. So, to get a better look at these cysts, my doctor referred us to Maternal and Fetal Medicine where they could get a clearer image on a more high tech ultrasound machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first appointment was scheduled for the following week. The cysts were present but everything else measured normal and looked perfect. I spoke with one of the doctors before I left and what she reported was very comforting and reassuring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501524128498418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3qwqWAvI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/OYXuGFmvh5s/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501531698961570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3rM3SHKI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/Uao4OCtKz3Q/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because the cysts were still visible, the doctor wanted me to come back for one more ultrasound a few weeks later. That appointment was scheduled for today. Before she even started the scan, the technician told me she bet the cysts weren't even there and, thankfully, she was right! The cysts resolved/disappeared and everything looked perfect. Alaina is started to pack on some body fat now weighing in at approximately 2 lbs, 5 oz. After all the painting/decorating I've been doing in her room lately, I needed a little more reassurance that this baby is indeed a "she". I asked the tech if she would mind double checking to make sure the baby was "still a girl".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501550312008578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3sSM-q4I/AAAAAAAAB8w/FJ2RFU9z1AM/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501535633439666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3rbhVe7I/AAAAAAAAB8g/6ddOjqROIOY/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501541492583266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3rxWQ62I/AAAAAAAAB8o/KvmS-ekE8V8/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Lord for a healthy report. Thank you Lord for taking those little cysts away. Thank you Lord that she &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;a girl and I don't have to paint over those pink walls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8273723440016599555?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8273723440016599555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8273723440016599555' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8273723440016599555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8273723440016599555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S-B3qwqWAvI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/OYXuGFmvh5s/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4670796364041936319</id><published>2010-04-28T12:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:26:09.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Da"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett is well aware now when Justin is away from home. Just a few months ago, we could wave by to daddy, watch him leave, and Garrett wouldn't think a thing of it. Then, several weeks ago, Garrett started randomly asking where "Da" was.  He'd point to photos of Justin around the house and repeat "Da...Da...Da!" I'll be folding Justin's clothes and Garrett will point to Justin's shorts and shirts and yell "Da!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's obvious now, when Justin comes home, Garrett is a notably different child. He doesn't sleep well like he normally does.  He wakes up really early, fights naps and bed time all because he's so scared he's going to miss out on daddy time. When Justin's home Garrett doesn't want me at all. He's Justin's shadow, glued to him everywhere he goes. Don't get me wrong, this doesn't bother me one single bit. I love it. I just always keep thinking in the back of my mind that another departure day is right around the corner when we'll watch daddy pull out of the driveway, Garrett will cry, and I'll have to explain 200 times a day for the following week that daddy is at work and he'll be back in a few days. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465238121584189394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S9htHZHy39I/AAAAAAAAB8A/UX3O-9qmfCk/s400/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465238830917063938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S9htwrl7lQI/AAAAAAAAB8I/5g0_2x0lI_M/s400/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465238108108239762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S9htGm64M5I/AAAAAAAAB74/Dt6OpEXWYLE/s400/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-328109f46a3b7fec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D328109f46a3b7fec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B3166453351FD704CD7506ADF88B6F1F842B528.979EDA34FB54AFCAF873B2BC0E3427F2345E89F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D328109f46a3b7fec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlUuSG7I0ja_LPDUcqNAcpF7MkAM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D328109f46a3b7fec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B3166453351FD704CD7506ADF88B6F1F842B528.979EDA34FB54AFCAF873B2BC0E3427F2345E89F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D328109f46a3b7fec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlUuSG7I0ja_LPDUcqNAcpF7MkAM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4670796364041936319?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4670796364041936319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4670796364041936319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4670796364041936319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4670796364041936319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/04/da.html' title='&quot;Da&quot;'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S9htHZHy39I/AAAAAAAAB8A/UX3O-9qmfCk/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1819887623124372281</id><published>2010-04-18T22:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:47:17.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealing a Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's impossible to resist her sweet cheeks...or when she sits on her blanket and kicks those chubby legs a hundred miles an hour...or when she claps at Moose on TV...or when she grins and giggles at Garrett...     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461664467865981218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S8u65XmGUSI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Z_eSYNhU9Lo/s400/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We just love her :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1819887623124372281?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1819887623124372281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1819887623124372281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1819887623124372281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1819887623124372281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/04/stealing-kiss.html' title='Stealing a Kiss'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S8u65XmGUSI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Z_eSYNhU9Lo/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8950277072309229309</id><published>2010-04-05T21:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:44:50.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harrison family Easter egg hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456833252583341650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qQ7oLE_lI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/BhgAlc-8T1A/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456832641917177202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qQYFQ6zXI/AAAAAAAAB7I/5vhxC1m4xgs/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Easter Morning at Grandma LaVerne's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qQXvbFz2I/AAAAAAAAB7A/u3u6dyKotYM/s1600/em2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456832636054261602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qQXvbFz2I/AAAAAAAAB7A/u3u6dyKotYM/s320/em2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456831949239116482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qPvw1mYsI/AAAAAAAAB64/hKbhymK2DdI/s320/em3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bunny brought Alaina something too :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456831944314037442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qPvefXpMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/Uw9gSQzsalU/s320/em8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456831937307941538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qPvEY_GqI/AAAAAAAAB6o/7APq4HsUdEU/s320/eam1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter egg hunt at Aunt Mindy's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456831928954276594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qPulRUSvI/AAAAAAAAB6g/330IHWhaP9k/s320/eam9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456831915138268050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qPtxzUu5I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/1XSWh5jRbzY/s320/eam10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8950277072309229309?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8950277072309229309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8950277072309229309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8950277072309229309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8950277072309229309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S7qQ7oLE_lI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/BhgAlc-8T1A/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7423204191675155036</id><published>2010-03-31T21:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:41:18.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It's a 2010 Toyota Camry and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453511289684873106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S67Dn8A_z5I/AAAAAAAAB58/LD9FIiMsnTU/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S67DoGcknqI/AAAAAAAAB6E/V2LkxjNVZWw/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453511292484886178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S67DoGcknqI/AAAAAAAAB6E/V2LkxjNVZWw/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1604365564044228938?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1604365564044228938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1604365564044228938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1604365564044228938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1604365564044228938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-new-ride.html' title='Our New Ride'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S67Dn8A_z5I/AAAAAAAAB58/LD9FIiMsnTU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-3374507821554894514</id><published>2010-03-23T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:04:27.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Weeks 5-20</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I document just about everything. Partly because I'm extremely sentimental and partly because I'm one of those obsessive scrapbookers who saves EVERYTHING to glue in a book for fear of forgetting some precious memory. I get it honest. My daddy was always taking pictures of us kids growing up and my mama saved every scrap of memory she could cram into our keepsake boxes. She even saved my umbilical cord stump. You heard right...an almost 30-year-old cord stump is in my baby scrapbook. What...is that weird or something?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took photos like these during Garrett's pregnancy also. I love to compare them. I've gotten much bigger - much faster this go round. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Week 5 - I'm just a glowing, excited newly pregnant lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Week 10 - I'm using all my might to hold back tears and vomit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Week 15 - I'm starting to feel much more human and like myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Week 20 - This girl's feeling good and eating everything in sight! Justin says my belly button will be gone by Friday. I hope he's wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;20 weeks down, 20 more to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqkjR-NI/AAAAAAAAB50/FyoQSZv14eU/s1600-h/Copy+of+week+5+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452005003995773138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqkjR-NI/AAAAAAAAB50/FyoQSZv14eU/s320/Copy+of+week+5+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqXCkPzI/AAAAAAAAB5s/UhjDQ7vse3g/s1600-h/Copy+of+week+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452005000368897842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqXCkPzI/AAAAAAAAB5s/UhjDQ7vse3g/s320/Copy+of+week+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqC9jhoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/4ejKOXLan8s/s1600-h/Copy+of+week+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452004994979169922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqC9jhoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/4ejKOXLan8s/s320/Copy+of+week+15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lppojgXoI/AAAAAAAAB5c/G5DgGGoScjw/s1600-h/Copy+of+week+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452004987890589314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lppojgXoI/AAAAAAAAB5c/G5DgGGoScjw/s320/Copy+of+week+20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-3374507821554894514?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3374507821554894514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=3374507821554894514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3374507821554894514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3374507821554894514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/pregnancy-weeks-5-20.html' title='Pregnancy Weeks 5-20'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S6lpqkjR-NI/AAAAAAAAB50/FyoQSZv14eU/s72-c/Copy+of+week+5+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6854164310943533045</id><published>2010-03-16T11:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:53:02.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like names with meaning, family names especially. When we found out that we're having a baby girl, Justin asked me to come up with a list of five names. He's nice like that, leaving the hard part up to me. So, I got to work. I had a few names already in mind but was having a difficult time coming up with any more that I could actually consider using. I think I knew deep down her name was already decided. It was the name I kept coming back to over and over again. It's so sweet, pure and innocent sounding to me. When I was a little girl, this was the name I liked to always pretend my daughter's name was. I named one of my favorite baby dolls this name too. The middle name needed no consideration. I knew I wanted it to be special. I wanted it to stand for something I love very much. The name we have chosen for our daughter is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alaina Lee Harrison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Lee" is in honor of my best friend and sister, Mindy Lee. Precious, attractive and peaceful are a few meanings I've found for the name "Alaina".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5-2YkYhCWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/xZ-oOPlVLKQ/s1600-h/ml4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449274607341209954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5-2YkYhCWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/xZ-oOPlVLKQ/s320/ml4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love having a name for her. This isn't just a baby I'm pregnant with anymore and it's not just my baby girl either. It's Alaina Lee Harrison, my second child, my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6854164310943533045?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6854164310943533045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6854164310943533045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6854164310943533045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6854164310943533045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/her-name.html' title='Her Name'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5-2YkYhCWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/xZ-oOPlVLKQ/s72-c/ml4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-162596678488015592</id><published>2010-03-12T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:04:46.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're having a GIRL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBg3JmWI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Q9C3zURM4lM/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447839348584716642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBg3JmWI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Q9C3zURM4lM/s400/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBlmPCsI/AAAAAAAAB5E/-v0bEEbmrEc/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447839349855947458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBlmPCsI/AAAAAAAAB5E/-v0bEEbmrEc/s400/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hard to distinguish but the three little white lines that the arrow is pointing to are girl parts :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBCA_1EI/AAAAAAAAB48/YyCU3dPntY4/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447839340304520258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBCA_1EI/AAAAAAAAB48/YyCU3dPntY4/s400/Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-162596678488015592?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/162596678488015592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=162596678488015592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/162596678488015592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/162596678488015592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/sugar-and-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5qdBg3JmWI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Q9C3zURM4lM/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-476398055062021803</id><published>2010-03-11T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:51:16.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink or Blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow morning I'm scheduled to have our baby's anatomy ultrasound. I'm very anxious to see and hear that Harrison baby #2 is growing and developing just as he/she should.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm also excited to find out what the baby's gender is. Everyone has asked me what we'd like to have and, honestly, I can't choose. A girl would be so much fun. Doll babies, ruffles, hair bows etc. I'd have my little friend to play dress up with, have tea parties with, and someone to pass along all my girl stuff to that I've been saving all these years. A boy would be such a blessing too. I know little boys and their needs. I'd get to reuse all of Garrett's precious baby clothes and all the little boy stuff. I'd also be thrilled to give Garrett a brother. I see how close Justin and Corey are and I'd love to provide my son with a best friend. I'm so glad the choice isn't left up to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, what do you think...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will it be a little Angie or another little Justin?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TEAM PINK or TEAM BLUE?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5kdz2mFZwI/AAAAAAAAB40/MANPm1hsaHU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447418000947111682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5kdz2mFZwI/AAAAAAAAB40/MANPm1hsaHU/s200/Copy+of+Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5kdzmm1_vI/AAAAAAAAB4s/i7dfnOQfdLM/s1600-h/Copy+of+scanned+photos+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447417996655329010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5kdzmm1_vI/AAAAAAAAB4s/i7dfnOQfdLM/s200/Copy+of+scanned+photos+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-476398055062021803?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/476398055062021803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=476398055062021803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/476398055062021803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/476398055062021803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/pink-or-blue.html' title='Pink or Blue?'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S5kdz2mFZwI/AAAAAAAAB40/MANPm1hsaHU/s72-c/Copy+of+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6120379863433807292</id><published>2010-03-03T10:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:01:41.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Mother-in-law!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms. Marilyn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to wish you a happy, happy birthday today!  Thank you for being such a supportive and loving mother, mother-in-law, and grandmother.  I am so grateful and consider myself very lucky to have such a great relationship with my husband's mother.  I know that I can always count on you and that means so much.  We love you very much and hope you have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin, Angie, Garrett and Baby #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S.  I hate to ask you this but will you do me a favor and please use your birthday wish on warmer weather?  I need sunshine, flowers, birds chirping, green grass, and short sleeves ASAP!  Thanks!  I'll owe you one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S46EuqXJKsI/AAAAAAAAB30/1g54DlXCgwA/s1600-h/Copy+of+Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444434936717716162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S46EuqXJKsI/AAAAAAAAB30/1g54DlXCgwA/s400/Copy+of+Picture+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6120379863433807292?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6120379863433807292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6120379863433807292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6120379863433807292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6120379863433807292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-to-my-mother-in-law.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Mother-in-law!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S46EuqXJKsI/AAAAAAAAB30/1g54DlXCgwA/s72-c/Copy+of+Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4173427599470736319</id><published>2010-02-18T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:07:39.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies In My Belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S336BVaxEqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/wHdU3YubKHs/s1600-h/Copy+of+Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439778825769652898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S336BVaxEqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/wHdU3YubKHs/s400/Copy+of+Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a few days of scratching my head and wondering "Could it really be?", I'm totally convinced I feel baby #2 moving around in here!  Every now and then, I feel these tiny little flutters and thumps that will stop me dead in my tracks hoping so badly to feel it again.  It's by far my favorite part of pregnancy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I first felt Garrett moving around week 18.  I've read it's not uncommon to feel the second baby move sooner.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's also not uncommon to look like you are 25 weeks pregnant when you are actually only 16 weeks pregnant the second time around.  At least that's what I'm telling myself.  I lost 6 lbs in the first few months of this pregnancy due to all the nausea and vomiting.  At my last check up, I was shocked to see that I've only gained 4 of the 6 lbs back so far.  My belly seems so big...along with my appetite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am feeling SO much better these days.  I am only taking half of a Zofran a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Garrett either thinks the baby is in my belly button or IS my belly button.  Either way it's the cutest thing when he sees my belly, spits out his paci, and kisses my belly button.  I hope I can get it on camera!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right now I'm counting down the days til the ultrasound.  I am dying to know the gender so I can get started on the nursery. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Only 3 more weeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4173427599470736319?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4173427599470736319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4173427599470736319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4173427599470736319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4173427599470736319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/butterflies-in-my-belly.html' title='Butterflies In My Belly'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S336BVaxEqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/wHdU3YubKHs/s72-c/Copy+of+Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4850482011705772769</id><published>2010-02-15T10:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:46:42.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun In the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496829045321426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lsDTdVrtI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VOIe_BZmZeg/s320/Picture+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496826767030690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lsDK-JuaI/AAAAAAAAB3c/zjMyRCmtN_Q/s320/Picture+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496052943680658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lrWIQSdJI/AAAAAAAAB3U/gncoASyzVU8/s320/Picture+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496043049698306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lrVjZYRAI/AAAAAAAAB3M/T1xRzwc4ifI/s320/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496040972486146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lrVbqIhgI/AAAAAAAAB3E/IGNSP26II88/s320/Picture+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496030795133842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lrU1vqc5I/AAAAAAAAB28/wNdqG7Oj__E/s320/Picture+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496025877557330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lrUjbOMFI/AAAAAAAAB20/LqS797JfM4E/s320/Picture+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495381784668226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lqvD_gqEI/AAAAAAAAB2s/6BL3HNSZO0U/s320/Picture+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495376644120658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lquw16IFI/AAAAAAAAB2k/_041TQpOpbc/s320/Picture+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495375323619666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lqur7E4VI/AAAAAAAAB2c/w4xHXUXAOzg/s320/Picture+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495371821138002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lque4BQFI/AAAAAAAAB2U/oAW490MfbUU/s320/Picture+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495365251744834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lquGZwREI/AAAAAAAAB2M/C307kgLBosY/s320/Picture+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4850482011705772769?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4850482011705772769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4850482011705772769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4850482011705772769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4850482011705772769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun In the Snow'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3lsDTdVrtI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VOIe_BZmZeg/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5996451324592565693</id><published>2010-02-14T11:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T19:56:27.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the past eight years, I've been lucky enough to call this man &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; Valentine. He's. The. Best. He's the milk to my cookie, the cheese to my macaroni, the chocolate to my strawberry. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138719000697666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmWjlVm0I/AAAAAAAAB18/2EG3Z9EB6tg/s320/owc+5-1.jpg" /&gt;Speaking of chocolate strawberries, that's just what I made for my Valentine this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I found these beauties &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; February&lt;em&gt; at&lt;/em&gt; Wal Mart, of all places. I bought three different types of chocolate to dip them in.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138715340779538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmWV8vsBI/AAAAAAAAB10/9XG9sQxAYi8/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;White chocolate...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438141123807318322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3goiiL6kTI/AAAAAAAAB2E/83c6Y6ui7cE/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;milk chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmH7UEgkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/V0MzmPs9bZA/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138467672687170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmH7UEgkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/V0MzmPs9bZA/s320/Picture+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Justin's favorite...dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmHsTx72I/AAAAAAAAB1k/1qp5fAb5QyU/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138463644938082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmHsTx72I/AAAAAAAAB1k/1qp5fAb5QyU/s320/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drizzled the leftover melted chocolate on the strawberries to make 'em look fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmHDlI01I/AAAAAAAAB1c/G2ms1o8j6Ic/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138452711887698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmHDlI01I/AAAAAAAAB1c/G2ms1o8j6Ic/s320/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were almost too pretty to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmGpqV5ZI/AAAAAAAAB1U/vi3l8NPzsgg/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138445754394002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmGpqV5ZI/AAAAAAAAB1U/vi3l8NPzsgg/s320/Picture+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did say &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; too pretty to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmGTxu05I/AAAAAAAAB1M/CsLXQoCohkU/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138439879807890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmGTxu05I/AAAAAAAAB1M/CsLXQoCohkU/s320/Picture+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for such a fun and special weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have you to myself all day today but, luckily, I have Garrett and the box of Whitman's chocolates you bought me here to keep me company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the greatest man and I am so honored to be your Valentine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5996451324592565693?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5996451324592565693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5996451324592565693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5996451324592565693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5996451324592565693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S3gmWjlVm0I/AAAAAAAAB18/2EG3Z9EB6tg/s72-c/owc+5-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4901219299657907670</id><published>2010-02-05T13:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:05:40.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Trimester</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today I am 14 weeks pregnant. I have officially enter my second trimester. I had a OBGYN appointment scheduled for today but had to reschedule for next week due to a very sick little boy. So far, this pregnancy hasn't been much different from Garrett's. The nausea/vomiting is getting better with each passing week. I still throw up first thing EVERY morning. I did that the whole nine months during Garrett's pregnancy so I think I can handle it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd have to say my favorite thing about this pregnancy so far is being able to hear the baby's heartbeat whenever I want. Jamie purchased a fetal Doppler during her pregnancy with Hayden and graciously allowed me borrow it. I'm obsessed with it! It's so comforting and reassuring to be able to turn it on and listen to that sweet, sweet sound. Thanks again Jamie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As of week 14, the baby is now about 3.5 inches long and weighs about 1.5 ounces. My belly is definitely pooching out much quicker this time around. My abdominal muscles just aren't as tight after giving birth to Garrett. Yeah...it's all his fault. It had nothing to do with the FORTY POUNDS I packed on during that pregnancy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please continue to keep our family in your prayers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One trimester down, two to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8b65184fabdda237" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b65184fabdda237%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE819D00FD0F2E0C4F6ED852E0C8B7A2689C3503.62535BA6F992917C211C07C40ED1EB361E86F7D0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b65184fabdda237%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dstn-mTInUKbjgGl_o00Q4M-UX8c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b65184fabdda237%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE819D00FD0F2E0C4F6ED852E0C8B7A2689C3503.62535BA6F992917C211C07C40ED1EB361E86F7D0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b65184fabdda237%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dstn-mTInUKbjgGl_o00Q4M-UX8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4901219299657907670?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4901219299657907670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4901219299657907670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4901219299657907670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4901219299657907670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-trimester.html' title='Second Trimester'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2324910974302156520</id><published>2010-02-04T12:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:14:41.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What I Know!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've been trying to get this on video for months now but every time I get out the camera, Garrett loses concentration and just wants to grab at my camera. It finally dawned on me to do it while he's in the tub where there's plenty of distractions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know he's practically out of view in the first few seconds. I was just doing my best to respect and protect his privacy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc5f87e5d5249038" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2324910974302156520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2324910974302156520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2324910974302156520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-what-i-know.html' title='Look What I Know!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5479936995285910587</id><published>2010-01-26T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:19:30.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger is His Middle Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett is going through this climbing stage where I can't keep him off or out of anything.  He's fearless.  I'm afraid he's going to break a bone or really hurt himself.  I'm constantly finding him in situations like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197rUp7VMI/AAAAAAAAB1E/CdL9D_PtJNI/s1600-h/IMG_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431195659841262786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197rUp7VMI/AAAAAAAAB1E/CdL9D_PtJNI/s320/IMG_0910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently TV is better when you can watch it on top of the kitchen table.  I can't tell you how many times he's fallen between those chairs.  He'll cry and then do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197rHAAGoI/AAAAAAAAB08/P2P33tYn9dM/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431195656175753858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197rHAAGoI/AAAAAAAAB08/P2P33tYn9dM/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the worsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197qyqfG3I/AAAAAAAAB00/ge0jtX8pPRA/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431195650716801906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197qyqfG3I/AAAAAAAAB00/ge0jtX8pPRA/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It takes him .2 seconds to get from the couch to the top of this bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197qvyZD-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/KkxveTU-eGY/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431195649944653794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197qvyZD-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/KkxveTU-eGY/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196U_C0DuI/AAAAAAAAB0k/z-KZnTe682g/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431194176571313890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196U_C0DuI/AAAAAAAAB0k/z-KZnTe682g/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431194170696133714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196UpKD7FI/AAAAAAAAB0c/CCQhb7eFuZU/s320/IMG_0919.JPG" /&gt;Then there's this little trick.  I'm just trying to figure out where he comes up with this stuff.  It all happened over night.  Like he was plotting and scheming for the perfect opportunity to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196UWJxw3I/AAAAAAAAB0U/Nq5rtmBHXzA/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431194165594669938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196UWJxw3I/AAAAAAAAB0U/Nq5rtmBHXzA/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196T2yWLXI/AAAAAAAAB0M/etjT-LYPXu8/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431194157174893938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196T2yWLXI/AAAAAAAAB0M/etjT-LYPXu8/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196Tu_w5yI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XMRnYQlvJQU/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431194155083687714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S196Tu_w5yI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XMRnYQlvJQU/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195xv8EelI/AAAAAAAABz8/Voho9-STA8M/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431193571221076562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195xv8EelI/AAAAAAAABz8/Voho9-STA8M/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least, there's the bathroom climbing trick.  This one drives me INSANE!  He starts by tossing everything in the bottom drawer out onto the floor.  I don't know why but he does it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195xXVsrrI/AAAAAAAABz0/EzqQyT-6-RU/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431193564617682610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195xXVsrrI/AAAAAAAABz0/EzqQyT-6-RU/s320/IMG_0925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He pulls the top drawer out and starts to climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195w8QC03I/AAAAAAAABzs/2RFpctjVM3E/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431193557346210674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195w8QC03I/AAAAAAAABzs/2RFpctjVM3E/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431193550750455282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195wjrflfI/AAAAAAAABzk/VO21DwjnS9A/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" /&gt;Basically, I can't use any of my bathroom drawers.  I've been putting all my "important" stuff in the top drawer but, as you can see, he can reach that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195waozrDI/AAAAAAAABzc/i6v8sfRJXwM/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431193548323269682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S195waozrDI/AAAAAAAABzc/i6v8sfRJXwM/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want all you mommies out there who have little ones who are not walking yet to breathe a big sigh of relief.  Then I want you to brace yourself because once they do start walking, this is what you have to look forward to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  All these photos were taken in the same day.  Notice how he starts off fully dressed and is down to just a diaper in the last photo.  That's another trick he's learned...how to undress himself.  Oh yeah, you guessed it...I LOVE it when he does that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-5479936995285910587?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5479936995285910587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5479936995285910587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5479936995285910587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5479936995285910587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/danger-is-his-middle-name.html' title='Danger is His Middle Name'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S197rUp7VMI/AAAAAAAAB1E/CdL9D_PtJNI/s72-c/IMG_0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1172480907721524116</id><published>2010-01-18T21:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:01:19.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Really Missing Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've known Justin's busy time of year was coming. We've been bracing ourselves for all the time away from home and traveling he'd be doing. I've been preparing myself to suck it up and take on all the responsibilities at home like a big girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it's the third week in January and I'm over this already! It's not just the extra help with Garrett and chores around the house that I miss. I just really miss my husband and my friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd love to throw a fit, cry, and stomp my feet for this to end and Justin just come home to me. The problem is, I already did that...that's why Justin has this job and we're back home in NC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, suck it up I must. This is just a chapter of our life. One of the not so interesting chapters. The kind you want to just skim through and flip on over to where the story gets &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angie awoke, feeling completely refreshed with no signs of morning sickness. She found Garrett in the living room, picking up his toys and folding a pile of laundry that was left on the couch. Then, there was a knock at the door. It was Justin. He was home early! Angie opened the door to see her lover standing there with his gorgeous grin, a box of Whitman Sampler chocolates in one hand and a winning lottery ticket in the other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Counting down the seconds till you return. Love you Justin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S1UZKEWWpnI/AAAAAAAABzU/lS5VbM7hcrk/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428272586621888114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S1UZKEWWpnI/AAAAAAAABzU/lS5VbM7hcrk/s400/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1172480907721524116?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1172480907721524116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1172480907721524116' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1172480907721524116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1172480907721524116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-really-missing-him.html' title='Just Really Missing Him'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/S1UZKEWWpnI/AAAAAAAABzU/lS5VbM7hcrk/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7698417725614043147</id><published>2010-01-04T21:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:56:56.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden Keeping it Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since Jamie's been too busy keeping my kid for me this week to catch up on her own blog, I thought I'd post this cute video clip of Hayden. She's getting so growny, sitting up like a big girl, laughing and giggling so much. In no time she'll be up walking around, pulling the oven door open, and throwing dish towels on the floor like Garrett does when he's over at their house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In this video, she's right where she wants to be...in her mama's lap. She's a mama's girl for sure! They're BFFs and that's basically the point Hayden's trying to make in this clip.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f15d5507c11e79ee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df15d5507c11e79ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17BFDC86361E80F51F5A84C6B759C88B710D5250.26AA08D0D259BE852E1462B9D88054A2F4893A01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df15d5507c11e79ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUh7_lJjWedM4wV45i3uSqlNL_kc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df15d5507c11e79ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17BFDC86361E80F51F5A84C6B759C88B710D5250.26AA08D0D259BE852E1462B9D88054A2F4893A01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df15d5507c11e79ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUh7_lJjWedM4wV45i3uSqlNL_kc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7698417725614043147?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7698417725614043147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7698417725614043147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7698417725614043147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7698417725614043147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/hayden-keeping-it-real.html' title='Hayden Keeping it Real'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-999227787969762946</id><published>2009-12-31T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:01:40.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vomit, Throw-up, Nausea, Puke etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd like to state for the record how truly blessed and happy I am that God has seen fit to place another little angel in our care. The changes taking place inside my body right now are nothing short of a miracle. This is exactly what I wanted and God didn't hesitate or make me wait long at all for this little miracle to take place. I know there are many women who would gladly trade places with me and this fact is something that I don't take lightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, having said that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so bad. I thought this pregnancy was going to be different. I thought maybe - just maybe - I wouldn't be sick this time. I exercised. I ate healthy foods. I tried prepping my body mentally and physically to feel good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No such luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am in the throes of morning sickness and it's about to kick my butt. Everything stinks. Everything makes me nauseous. You know the sweet smell of your child's neck? That smell that makes you grab your baby, bury your nose in his neck, and just sniff and squeeze him???? THAT SMELL makes me sick right now. The nauseous feeling I get from foods and cologne I can deal with but THAT SMELL, well, I've cried over that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Lord, for this pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please ease this morning sickness so I can sniff my Garrett's neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421453611906413650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SzzfVf_wtFI/AAAAAAAABzM/iBUSLJeVe1s/s400/IMG_0888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SzzfVf_wtFI/AAAAAAAABzM/iBUSLJeVe1s/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-999227787969762946?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/999227787969762946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=999227787969762946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/999227787969762946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/999227787969762946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/vomit-throw-up-nausea-puke-etc.html' title='Vomit, Throw-up, Nausea, Puke etc.'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SzzfVf_wtFI/AAAAAAAABzM/iBUSLJeVe1s/s72-c/IMG_0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-878171717723909109</id><published>2009-12-26T21:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:59:47.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Surprise vs Real Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister threw herself a surprise birthday party this year. Why, you ask? Basically, because she's cool like that. As soon as I found out I was expecting baby #2, I knew this occasion would be the perfect time to tell her. A REAL surprise for her FAKE surprise birthday party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Video 1: Fake Surprise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c90ddd4c06aed34b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=878171717723909109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/878171717723909109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/878171717723909109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/fake-surprise-vs-real-surprise.html' title='Fake Surprise vs Real Surprise'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1895560994272278519</id><published>2009-12-18T14:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:05:26.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyvWOO5RmUI/AAAAAAAABy8/pEvAuGbQFdM/s1600-h/photos+018-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416658516847991106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyvWOO5RmUI/AAAAAAAABy8/pEvAuGbQFdM/s400/photos+018-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are very excited to announce that our family will be growing by one next year! Baby Harrison #2 is due August 6, 2010. Please pray for our new little one on the way and his/her mama because morning sickness is about to get the best of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyvWN0bh6TI/AAAAAAAABy0/W-9_-xxHP7k/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416658509743909170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyvWN0bh6TI/AAAAAAAABy0/W-9_-xxHP7k/s400/Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1895560994272278519?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1895560994272278519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1895560994272278519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1895560994272278519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1895560994272278519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyvWOO5RmUI/AAAAAAAABy8/pEvAuGbQFdM/s72-c/photos+018-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2454007873501200240</id><published>2009-12-15T20:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:34:31.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd have to say, the greatest Christmas present I've ever received came to me December 1983.  My parents gave me a real live baby doll, my little sister, Mindy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy93j9NjI/AAAAAAAABys/M_Zh2xrVtBA/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634590381192754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy93j9NjI/AAAAAAAABys/M_Zh2xrVtBA/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not only did my parents give me a baby to love and play with, they gave me my truest, best, greatest, #1 friend forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5khHexI/AAAAAAAAByk/yMcsFpCU7h8/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634516549532434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5khHexI/AAAAAAAAByk/yMcsFpCU7h8/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No one knows me like this girl does and I know she's always got my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5Y9LVJI/AAAAAAAAByc/C5ShTLWpwJI/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634513445999762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5Y9LVJI/AAAAAAAAByc/C5ShTLWpwJI/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's been there for me through the break-ups, hook-ups, or when I've just needed to vent.  We share so many of the same interests and passions yet we are also SO very different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5Ff2IhI/AAAAAAAAByU/OBBFeruoYqU/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634508222702098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy5Ff2IhI/AAAAAAAAByU/OBBFeruoYqU/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know she loves me and will always tell it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy40W_sKI/AAAAAAAAByM/a01ZW54JqjA/s1600-h/owc+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634503622176930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy40W_sKI/AAAAAAAAByM/a01ZW54JqjA/s320/owc+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Lord for giving me Mindy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without her my life would be so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy4p2lMvI/AAAAAAAAByE/Z0luGKyQM-k/s1600-h/wc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634500801868530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy4p2lMvI/AAAAAAAAByE/Z0luGKyQM-k/s320/wc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This world would be a less colorful and exciting place without you in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy and blessed to have you as my sister and friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you more than you'll ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2454007873501200240?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2454007873501200240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2454007873501200240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2454007873501200240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2454007873501200240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday Sister!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sygy93j9NjI/AAAAAAAABys/M_Zh2xrVtBA/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6950568587976253014</id><published>2009-12-13T20:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:18:41.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Nick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took Garrett to see Santa this past Saturday. I didn't know how Garrett would react to the jolly old elf but after a few minutes he warmed right up and Santa was even able to get a smile out of my boy. Justin and I had been out and about all afternoon and for some reason neglected to change our son's extremely wet diaper. It wasn't until after this photo shoot that we looked down at his stroller seat and then at the back of his pants to see a soaking wet mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well, sorry Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyWQBd0lVWI/AAAAAAAABxk/48ktQDww9uM/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414892481842337122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyWQBd0lVWI/AAAAAAAABxk/48ktQDww9uM/s400/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6950568587976253014?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6950568587976253014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6950568587976253014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6950568587976253014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6950568587976253014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-nick.html' title='St. Nick'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SyWQBd0lVWI/AAAAAAAABxk/48ktQDww9uM/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-3745919551733296407</id><published>2009-12-07T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:04:53.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stockings Were Hung by the Chimney With Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to get crafty and make Christmas stocking this year. My mom did the same for us many years ago and it was always so special to me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412543513718753314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx03phqNCCI/AAAAAAAABxM/7lZzM07vA3Y/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm such a beginner with my sewing machine. I wanted to give up and throw them away several times. I pushed through, finishing them anyway. I had them monogrammed and added a little trim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412543519340064690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx03p2mbb7I/AAAAAAAABxU/6DS-7-R1h40/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're &lt;strong&gt;far&lt;/strong&gt; from perfect but I'm happy with them just the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Don't look too close...haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx030vjxSJI/AAAAAAAABxc/wVTaWtnKZPU/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412543706428426386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx030vjxSJI/AAAAAAAABxc/wVTaWtnKZPU/s400/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-3745919551733296407?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3745919551733296407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=3745919551733296407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3745919551733296407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3745919551733296407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/stockings-were-hung-by-chimney-with.html' title='The Stockings Were Hung by the Chimney With Care'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx03phqNCCI/AAAAAAAABxM/7lZzM07vA3Y/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8972992205580152620</id><published>2009-12-07T11:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:09:50.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett:  "Hayden, wave to the camera like this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden:  "Nope.  I don't want to."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538853761181586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zaR9vZ5I/AAAAAAAABw8/v62d-ZelyLc/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett:  "Come on, Hayden!  See how I'm waving?  Do it like this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538841469232914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zZkLHJxI/AAAAAAAABws/wKQb2RBX7rE/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden:  "Okay, fine.  You mean like this?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett:  "Umm, yeah...that's great.  Point taken."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538832674824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zZDaXIsI/AAAAAAAABwk/7ehgOS-UT-E/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweetness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zakil71I/AAAAAAAABxE/f3-saRF5RnM/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538858747588434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zakil71I/AAAAAAAABxE/f3-saRF5RnM/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8972992205580152620?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8972992205580152620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8972992205580152620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8972992205580152620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8972992205580152620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sx0zaR9vZ5I/AAAAAAAABw8/v62d-ZelyLc/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-35703808222038811</id><published>2009-11-30T20:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:30:22.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it would be fun to construct a gingerbread house this holiday season.  I've never done it before so while Sierra was over at the house, I decided to put her to work as my assistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4gwfesII/AAAAAAAABwc/ifK_YHwXVkE/s1600/photos+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410081556546891906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4gwfesII/AAAAAAAABwc/ifK_YHwXVkE/s320/photos+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, the gingerbread dough smelled soooo good!  It took all I had not to shove a big ole hunk of it right in my mouth.  Have I ever told you about my strange love and weakness for dough?  Biscuit dough, cookie dough, cake batter, cornbread batter, any kind of dough, any kind of batter...I love it all.  I know it may sound nasty but I've eaten that stuff all my life.  My mama tried to stop me by telling me it would give me worms.  Do you think that stopped me?  HA!  Ask my husband.  He thinks I've lost my mind when he walks into the kitchen and sees me with a mouth full of biscuit dough.  Anyway...moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4gIaNJ0I/AAAAAAAABwM/WBSArqMgQPc/s1600/photos+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410081545787352898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4gIaNJ0I/AAAAAAAABwM/WBSArqMgQPc/s320/photos+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found a basic gingerbread house template on the Internet and used it to cut out all the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4f_HWb5I/AAAAAAAABwE/sP2yx9HuQyY/s1600/photos+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410081543292350354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4f_HWb5I/AAAAAAAABwE/sP2yx9HuQyY/s320/photos+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After baking the gingerbread, I let it sit over night on the counter so it would be nice and hard when it was time to construct our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sy1wMzI/AAAAAAAABv8/-QZp-0BxlRo/s1600/photos+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410080663823987506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sy1wMzI/AAAAAAAABv8/-QZp-0BxlRo/s320/photos+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the house was standing (after a few bumps and hiccups), Mrs. Marilyn, Sierra, and I had so much fun adding all the extras.  Let me tell ya, the creativity was a flowing in that kitchen!  We were squealing and giggling like little girls over our ideas.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sJbvsKI/AAAAAAAABvs/J8bFkV_AeLA/s1600/photos+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410080652709048482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sJbvsKI/AAAAAAAABvs/J8bFkV_AeLA/s320/photos+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garrett wanted to get his hands on that house some kinda bad!  He spent most of his time down by our feet like a little vulture waiting for any candy that we dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sHemIiI/AAAAAAAABvk/Bvfxo3Hyz00/s1600/photos+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410080652184134178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3sHemIiI/AAAAAAAABvk/Bvfxo3Hyz00/s320/photos+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little "snow" on top for the finishing touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3rpdh-GI/AAAAAAAABvc/MqjqUGafAfQ/s1600/photos+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410080644126603362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3rpdh-GI/AAAAAAAABvc/MqjqUGafAfQ/s320/photos+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it darling?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410079978690579682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3E6hODOI/AAAAAAAABvU/OVolPrPkStw/s200/photos+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410079976255140210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3ExckMXI/AAAAAAAABvM/k-lLip0i3Bo/s200/photos+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410079969474286850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR3EYL4lQI/AAAAAAAABvE/hF4hZ3izbiA/s200/photos+030.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast putting this gingerbread house together.  However, I have asked my mother-in-law to pop me upside my head if I try to attempt this again next year.  Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-35703808222038811?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/35703808222038811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=35703808222038811' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/35703808222038811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/35703808222038811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/gingerbread-house.html' title='Gingerbread House'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxR4gwfesII/AAAAAAAABwc/ifK_YHwXVkE/s72-c/photos+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7816230295667253763</id><published>2009-11-30T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:38:35.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday afternoon, Sierra and I donned our Twilight shirts, howled at the moon, and then headed over to Wilmington to catch the matinee viewing of New Moon, the second instalment of the Twilight saga.  She and I are both "Twihards" and there's no one else I'd rather experience the movie with than her.  She &lt;em&gt;understands&lt;/em&gt; the drama between Bella, Edward, and Jacob.  She &lt;em&gt;understands&lt;/em&gt; how awesome vampires and werewolves are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She and I see eye to eye on these matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxP_z0AXFnI/AAAAAAAABu8/P2glt2Sj2s0/s1600/photos+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409948843000665714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxP_z0AXFnI/AAAAAAAABu8/P2glt2Sj2s0/s400/photos+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait til the next movie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sierra, next time let's wear glitter so we sparkle.  YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxP_zefIA4I/AAAAAAAABu0/yxcd-RUtEeg/s1600/photos+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409948837224121218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxP_zefIA4I/AAAAAAAABu0/yxcd-RUtEeg/s400/photos+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7816230295667253763?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7816230295667253763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7816230295667253763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7816230295667253763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7816230295667253763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SxP_z0AXFnI/AAAAAAAABu8/P2glt2Sj2s0/s72-c/photos+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1266068086207996281</id><published>2009-11-19T11:18:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:22:17.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love pumpkin desserts, especially this time of year. Pumpkin pie is definitely Justin's favorite but I'd say pumpkin roll is a close second. It has a cream cheese filling and a bit more sugar than the pumpkin pie but, hey, it's the holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cake Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 eggs, 1 cup granulated sugar, 2/3 cup pumpkin (canned or &lt;a href="http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/fresh-pumpkin-pie.html"&gt;fresh&lt;/a&gt;), 3/4 cup all purpose flour, 1 tsp baking powder, 1/2 tsp salt, 1/4 tsp nutmeg, 2 tsp cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVzO4C8bqI/AAAAAAAABus/XWX7T9NpMdM/s1600/photos+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405853627128245922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVzO4C8bqI/AAAAAAAABus/XWX7T9NpMdM/s320/photos+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mix eggs and sugar well; add pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVymZy6q0I/AAAAAAAABuk/yNIkhFunc0Y/s1600/photos+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852931813190466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVymZy6q0I/AAAAAAAABuk/yNIkhFunc0Y/s320/photos+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like to give my dry ingredients a good sift to get out any lumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVymYLK5VI/AAAAAAAABuc/Gt1RSSLf0wU/s1600/photos+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852931378046290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVymYLK5VI/AAAAAAAABuc/Gt1RSSLf0wU/s320/photos+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fold in dry ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;(Please notice the lovely scar on my right wrist.&lt;br /&gt;You can read about that story &lt;a href="http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/pediatrician-visit-in-morning-urgent.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVyl52x7cI/AAAAAAAABuU/6Vft3MIRTjE/s1600/photos+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852923239460290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVyl52x7cI/AAAAAAAABuU/6Vft3MIRTjE/s320/photos+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pour onto a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper. I find this works better than just a greased cookie sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVylgV3MII/AAAAAAAABuM/05wuPbFi12c/s1600/photos+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852916390506626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVylgV3MII/AAAAAAAABuM/05wuPbFi12c/s320/photos+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bake at 375 degrees for 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVylZv4EhI/AAAAAAAABuE/oeY7AQc3qw0/s1600/photos+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852914620568082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVylZv4EhI/AAAAAAAABuE/oeY7AQc3qw0/s320/photos+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once it's baked and warm right out of the oven, loosen from parchment paper, lay on towel, and roll it up. Set it aside until it's cooled completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851855232057074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnvN-PvI/AAAAAAAABt0/Wru4XQz74rY/s320/photos+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filling Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8 oz. cream cheese (room temperature), 4 tbs butter (room temperature), 1 cup powder sugar, 1tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnxzVZBI/AAAAAAAABt8/hWLgQ0-lKXY/s1600/photos+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851855925634066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnxzVZBI/AAAAAAAABt8/hWLgQ0-lKXY/s320/photos+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mix together filling ingredients; add vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnbT1EHI/AAAAAAAABts/d0-jsKuX1Us/s1600/photos+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851849887912050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnbT1EHI/AAAAAAAABts/d0-jsKuX1Us/s320/photos+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unroll cooked pumpkin roll and spread on all that glorious, delicious filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnC4LePI/AAAAAAAABtk/0modcAs6n0A/s1600/photos+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851843329489138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxnC4LePI/AAAAAAAABtk/0modcAs6n0A/s320/photos+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roll it up as tight as possible, wrap in parchment paper and foil, then place pumpkin roll into the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxm3XYrLI/AAAAAAAABtc/5FQZq53CnLg/s1600/photos+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851840239152306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVxm3XYrLI/AAAAAAAABtc/5FQZq53CnLg/s320/photos+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I serve it right out of the freezer. We find that texture more appealing than room temperature. Sometimes I sift a little powdered sugar on top to make it all perdy but since it already has &lt;strong&gt;2 cups&lt;/strong&gt; of sugar in it, I opted to skip those extra calories ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVwvhkIazI/AAAAAAAABtU/-smwAqC3IwA/s1600/photos+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405850889494227762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVwvhkIazI/AAAAAAAABtU/-smwAqC3IwA/s400/photos+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1266068086207996281?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1266068086207996281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1266068086207996281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1266068086207996281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1266068086207996281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-roll.html' title='Pumpkin Roll'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwVzO4C8bqI/AAAAAAAABus/XWX7T9NpMdM/s72-c/photos+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1052646581379179086</id><published>2009-11-15T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:26:51.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Likes a Little Hush Puppy With His Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwDUIh9sb-I/AAAAAAAABtM/a8PKOOimAG0/s1600/wam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552795865772002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwDUIh9sb-I/AAAAAAAABtM/a8PKOOimAG0/s400/wam1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1052646581379179086?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1052646581379179086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1052646581379179086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1052646581379179086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1052646581379179086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-likes-little-hush-puppy-with-his.html' title='He Likes a Little Hush Puppy With His Butter'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SwDUIh9sb-I/AAAAAAAABtM/a8PKOOimAG0/s72-c/wam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4590386065485529008</id><published>2009-11-11T11:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:58:42.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would just like to say thank you to all our veterans past and present who have served our wonderful country. There's one United States Marine I'm especially proud of today who was recently awarded Rookie Recruiter of the Year. It was none other than my big brother, Staff Sergeant Toby J. Cascioli!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so very proud of you and honored to have you as a brother. I love you Chee-Chay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Veteran's Day!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvrqTBE1qBI/AAAAAAAABtE/EvAaiPO2Ywo/s1600-h/imagejpeg_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888315411474450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvrqTBE1qBI/AAAAAAAABtE/EvAaiPO2Ywo/s400/imagejpeg_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4590386065485529008?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4590386065485529008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4590386065485529008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4590386065485529008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4590386065485529008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvrqTBE1qBI/AAAAAAAABtE/EvAaiPO2Ywo/s72-c/imagejpeg_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1203423206907132776</id><published>2009-11-04T19:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:32:24.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin and I celebrated our 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year of marriage this past Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIghOSUtEI/AAAAAAAABs8/g3Jyiamzglc/s1600-h/anv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400414658313368642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIghOSUtEI/AAAAAAAABs8/g3Jyiamzglc/s400/anv2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mindy kept Garrett for us so we could have lunch together.  We wanted to try some place new, something romantic.  When lunch time rolled around, it was rainy, cold, and we were starving.  At that moment, we weren't feeling very adventurous.  So, we went to good ole Outback Steakhouse.  It never disappoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIgg--QejI/AAAAAAAABs0/LKk-FJDgSWo/s1600-h/anv6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400414654202673714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIgg--QejI/AAAAAAAABs0/LKk-FJDgSWo/s400/anv6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After lunch, we rode to the mall so I could pick out my gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIggRakHjI/AAAAAAAABss/dRg2pbasaXM/s1600-h/anv7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400414641973370418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIggRakHjI/AAAAAAAABss/dRg2pbasaXM/s400/anv7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before heading back, we stopped at Cold Stone for a sweet treat.      &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIggN0mpfI/AAAAAAAABsk/xrEqznOkUKw/s1600-h/anv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400414641008846322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIggN0mpfI/AAAAAAAABsk/xrEqznOkUKw/s400/anv8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so very lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have you in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been more happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than the day I became your wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garrett is the proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on how well we work together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God every single day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you'll be in my life forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1203423206907132776?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1203423206907132776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1203423206907132776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1203423206907132776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1203423206907132776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-years.html' title='Six Years'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvIghOSUtEI/AAAAAAAABs8/g3Jyiamzglc/s72-c/anv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1294058567877392010</id><published>2009-11-04T12:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:01:22.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe it or not, I've never carved a pumpkin. I'm sure my parents carved pumpkins with us kids growing up but I can't remember ever doing it on my own. Garrett and I thought his pumpkin needed a little personality so we decided to give it a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG9QhOCorI/AAAAAAAABrE/SJ3ezAS-Dt8/s1600-h/cp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305519686754994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG9QhOCorI/AAAAAAAABrE/SJ3ezAS-Dt8/s400/cp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I drew on the face and Garrett scooped out the seeds. Well, he "helped" me scoop out the seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG8-YJMQ5I/AAAAAAAABq0/M6WmqlIq63k/s1600-h/cp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305208012850066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG8-YJMQ5I/AAAAAAAABq0/M6WmqlIq63k/s400/cp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried getting him to stick his hand down in there to pull all that stringy mush and seeds out. HE DID NOT LIKE THAT STUFF ON HIS HANDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG8-EMqn5I/AAAAAAAABqs/6XgdU01Rb4o/s1600-h/cp9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305202658713490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG8-EMqn5I/AAAAAAAABqs/6XgdU01Rb4o/s400/cp9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Garrett loved "talking" to his pumpkin once he was completed and all lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89o1E7LI/AAAAAAAABqk/xtRyzWTwFdY/s1600-h/cp12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305195312016562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89o1E7LI/AAAAAAAABqk/xtRyzWTwFdY/s400/cp12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had so much fun doing this with my boy. I think we'll have to make it a tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89RJ02CI/AAAAAAAABqc/fNA7mVz2Ay0/s1600-h/cp13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305188956592162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89RJ02CI/AAAAAAAABqc/fNA7mVz2Ay0/s400/cp13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garrett-O-Lantern 2009 &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89JRs96I/AAAAAAAABqU/eOb6KJ6Xq0Y/s1600-h/cp16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400305186842146722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG89JRs96I/AAAAAAAABqU/eOb6KJ6Xq0Y/s400/cp16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1294058567877392010?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1294058567877392010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1294058567877392010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1294058567877392010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1294058567877392010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG9QhOCorI/AAAAAAAABrE/SJ3ezAS-Dt8/s72-c/cp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8577964785379186456</id><published>2009-11-04T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:38:44.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin and I thought it would be fun to take Garrett to the pumpkin patch this year so he could pick out his own pumpkin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG4549n0oI/AAAAAAAABqM/J2yJOSegNns/s1600-h/photos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400300732876837506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG4549n0oI/AAAAAAAABqM/J2yJOSegNns/s400/photos+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves balls and anything that resembles them so he had a blast walking around touching and picking up all the pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400300717626976050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG45AJxZzI/AAAAAAAABp8/4qwllJaFJuA/s400/photos+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I liked the itty bitty pumpkins.  They were so cute and I thought Garrett would like them also because he could easily hold them.  I was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400300716419607522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG447p6a-I/AAAAAAAABp0/MekozgJyj4s/s400/photos+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy knew better.  Garrett much preferred the bigger pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett says, "Ahh yes, THIS is the one!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400300727893464098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG45mZflCI/AAAAAAAABqE/rFJs8KjBa-c/s400/photos+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8577964785379186456?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8577964785379186456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8577964785379186456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8577964785379186456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8577964785379186456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SvG4549n0oI/AAAAAAAABqM/J2yJOSegNns/s72-c/photos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2912628147689599547</id><published>2009-10-25T19:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:10:52.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pumpkin pie is all gone and so is my man. He left this morning around 10:30 am and will return &lt;strong&gt;late&lt;/strong&gt; Friday night. We've got a fun filled weekend planned with Mindy's Halloween party Saturday night and then our 6th wedding anniversary Sunday...just gotta make it through this week. I'm going to start it off by taking Garrett to the Pediatrician tomorrow morning for his 15 month well check-up and to get his flu shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say a little prayer that it all goes well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuTmhFZqvXI/AAAAAAAABpk/FoZ8s0VtboA/s1600-h/photos+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396691709556604274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuTmhFZqvXI/AAAAAAAABpk/FoZ8s0VtboA/s400/photos+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a good week everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2912628147689599547?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2912628147689599547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2912628147689599547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2912628147689599547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2912628147689599547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuTmhFZqvXI/AAAAAAAABpk/FoZ8s0VtboA/s72-c/photos+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6488669921433998768</id><published>2009-10-23T22:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:11:27.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Pumpkin Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin has been away from his home (and wifey and son) all week. He'll be flying home late tonight and then leaving again on Sunday afternoon to fly back to Minneapolis, MN to work another full week away from home. I want his weekend home to be relaxing and rejuvenating so I asked him one night last week, "What is something special I can have waiting for you when you get home?" He said, "I think I'd like you to make me a pumpkin pie." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said, "Done." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've made plenty of pumpkin pies in my 6 years of marriage cause hubby loves 'em. I always buy canned pumpkin but today Food Lion was completely sold out. However, they did have a display set up of Pie Pumpkins. I picked one up and thought, "How hard can it be?" Turns out, not hard at all. I'll show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbbGRWJI/AAAAAAAABpE/MQ2K_xXR5dw/s1600-h/blog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993422417975442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbbGRWJI/AAAAAAAABpE/MQ2K_xXR5dw/s320/blog+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ingredients: 3/4 cup sugar, 1/2 tsp salt, 1 tsp ground cinnamon, 1/2 tsp ground ginger, 1/4 tsp ground cloves, 2 large eggs, 1 can evaporated milk, 2 cups Pie Pumpkin, 1 unbaked deep dish pie shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbCp3obI/AAAAAAAABo8/AAJ3wGxtx4o/s1600-h/blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993415856398770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbCp3obI/AAAAAAAABo8/AAJ3wGxtx4o/s320/blog+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fresh pumpkin just has a few more steps than the canned pumpkin. Start by cutting the pumpkin in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbMheYqI/AAAAAAAABo0/G58d9M5kGyE/s1600-h/blog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993418505544354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbMheYqI/AAAAAAAABo0/G58d9M5kGyE/s320/blog+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then scoop out all the seeds and stringy membranes.&lt;br /&gt;(I picked out and saved the seeds so I can bake them later for another yummy treat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJraxmHjxI/AAAAAAAABos/R_Claq2VWds/s1600-h/blog+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993411277262610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJraxmHjxI/AAAAAAAABos/R_Claq2VWds/s320/blog+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Place the pumpkin halves in a shallow baking dish. Fill the dish about 1/4 with water to keep the pumpkin moist. Cover with foil and bake at 350 degrees for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrao9OupI/AAAAAAAABok/oDByJKlaS7U/s1600-h/blog+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993408958282386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrao9OupI/AAAAAAAABok/oDByJKlaS7U/s320/blog+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You want the pumpkin to be fork tender, like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFhkFSkI/AAAAAAAABoc/JLO-0RwmOSc/s1600-h/blog+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993046196505154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFhkFSkI/AAAAAAAABoc/JLO-0RwmOSc/s320/blog+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scoop out the pumpkin, leaving the skin. It's really soft so you can mash it up with a spoon or spatula. I didn't get a picture of this step because Garrett wanted to "help" so I had to hold him. I let the pumpkin cool for a bit before adding the rest of the ingredients. I didn't want the eggs to scramble from adding them to hot pumpkin. Once it's cooled to room temperature, go ahead and add everything except the evaporated milk. I like to use a whisk instead of a mixer. The pumpkin is pureed and it just seems ridiculous to drag out the mixer for this. Add the evaporated milk gradually into the pumpkin mixture. I whisk with one hand and pour with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFXD5_jI/AAAAAAAABoU/9-7zt-EABQc/s1600-h/blog+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993043377192498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFXD5_jI/AAAAAAAABoU/9-7zt-EABQc/s320/blog+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you need to prep the pie shell. If you buy a frozen pie shell, there isn't much preparation. Just pull it out of the freezer so it can thaw. I have a pie dish so I buy the roll out pie crust. &lt;strong&gt;(Corey, it was Grandma Harrison's)&lt;/strong&gt; With that crust, just roll it out and use your fingers to crimp the edges so it's all pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFPzYRgI/AAAAAAAABoM/59eDXtJOTuE/s1600-h/blog+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993041428825602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFPzYRgI/AAAAAAAABoM/59eDXtJOTuE/s320/blog+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pour the pumpkin mixture into the pie shell. I usually have a small amount left over. In the past, I tried using every last drop but it would always overflow and make a mess. Sometimes it's a little foamy/bubbly on top. I use my spatula to pop the big bubbles, give it a little shake, and let it sit for a minute so it can settle. Go ahead and stick that bad boy in the oven for 15 minutes at 425 degrees. Then reduce the temperature to 350 degrees and bake for another 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFOD8zvI/AAAAAAAABoE/TEE97VlD-1M/s1600-h/blog+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993040961457906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrFOD8zvI/AAAAAAAABoE/TEE97VlD-1M/s320/blog+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You'll know it's done when you give it a little shake, there isn't a whole lot of jiggle in the middle. You could also insert a toothpick in the middle and if it comes out clean, it's done. I use the shake method because sometimes that itty bitty hole from the toothpick will form into a huge crack right down the middle of the pie once it cools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin's got about a day and a half to eat this pie. I have no doubt the majority of it will be gone by tomorrow evening. I hope it tastes as good as it smells. I'll let you know tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrEwEI_ZI/AAAAAAAABn8/4CCkxOmuIks/s1600-h/blog+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993032909192594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrEwEI_ZI/AAAAAAAABn8/4CCkxOmuIks/s320/blog+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6488669921433998768?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6488669921433998768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6488669921433998768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6488669921433998768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6488669921433998768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/fresh-pumpkin-pie.html' title='Fresh Pumpkin Pie'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuJrbbGRWJI/AAAAAAAABpE/MQ2K_xXR5dw/s72-c/blog+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-2860664373190441412</id><published>2009-10-22T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:43:50.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cool Place To Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If Garrett is near the fridge any time I open one of the doors, I can count on him pushing my legs aside so he can scoot in and take a seat.  If it's the freezer side, he'll usually grab something and try to open it or just throw it on the floor.  Like a frozen fish stick he grabbed one day and sucked/chewed on it until it was a soggy, nasty mess.  If the fridge side is open, he likes to play with all the condiments by rearranging them or just setting them on the kitchen floor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy always tells him, "It cost us money every time those doors open".  I'd probably get  spanked if daddy knew just how often I let Garrett entertain himself inside the fridge while I'm cooking or cleaning the kitchen.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You do what you gotta do, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuETvSarqNI/AAAAAAAABnM/-0wa2PW8BWE/s1600-h/photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395615531685095634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuETvSarqNI/AAAAAAAABnM/-0wa2PW8BWE/s400/photos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-2860664373190441412?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2860664373190441412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=2860664373190441412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2860664373190441412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/2860664373190441412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/cool-place-to-play.html' title='A Cool Place To Play'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SuETvSarqNI/AAAAAAAABnM/-0wa2PW8BWE/s72-c/photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4048278312624826163</id><published>2009-10-21T22:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:48:40.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St_HSnXOlpI/AAAAAAAABnE/0dxFOGuVbcI/s1600-h/Angie+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395250001231124114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St_HSnXOlpI/AAAAAAAABnE/0dxFOGuVbcI/s400/Angie+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4048278312624826163?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4048278312624826163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4048278312624826163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4048278312624826163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4048278312624826163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St_HSnXOlpI/AAAAAAAABnE/0dxFOGuVbcI/s72-c/Angie+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-229266645854781681</id><published>2009-10-19T21:55:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:47:44.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascioli Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know how much my son resembles his daddy and I'm totally okay with that. I mean, that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a big reason why I married him in the first place...I wanted his babies. Garrett has his daddy's blue eyes, his ears, feet, and sometimes I can even see Justin in Garrett's expressions. I can't tell you the times I've had strangers come up to us or pass by us in public and say things like, "There's no doubt who that baby's daddy is!" or "Wow, he looks just-like-his-daddy!" or "There aint no denying he's your son!" Isn't that sweet and special? It's all great and fine and dandy. HOWEVER, he is &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; baby too. It was no easy task carrying that little man around INSIDE OF MY BODY for nine months and then bringing him into this world by pushing him OUT OF MY BODY. I really don't think it's too much to ask that the little stinker at least look like he belongs to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, I did a little searching and dug up some proof that Garrett &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; my biological child after all. You look at these photos and then try and tell me he doesn't look just like his mama! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, at least a little bit...right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0aIkwFWII/AAAAAAAABms/-r7XWv3QJBw/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394496663266351234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0aIkwFWII/AAAAAAAABms/-r7XWv3QJBw/s200/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0aILQ_rOI/AAAAAAAABmk/jytEU7wkY1k/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394496656425069794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0aILQ_rOI/AAAAAAAABmk/jytEU7wkY1k/s200/002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0Z9Pw6nYI/AAAAAAAABmc/eHyGIsbeNsc/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394496468654136706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0Z9Pw6nYI/AAAAAAAABmc/eHyGIsbeNsc/s200/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0Z8rp6M2I/AAAAAAAABmU/FPq68On_0ZQ/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394496458961072994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0Z8rp6M2I/AAAAAAAABmU/FPq68On_0ZQ/s200/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0iLlupncI/AAAAAAAABm8/621W4XPk-AA/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394505511161404866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0iLlupncI/AAAAAAAABm8/621W4XPk-AA/s200/005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0iLJ8gKFI/AAAAAAAABm0/kCQtSYSC1nU/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394505503703312466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0iLJ8gKFI/AAAAAAAABm0/kCQtSYSC1nU/s200/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZfJa_GuI/AAAAAAAABl8/cPw-kRW0cHE/s1600-h/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 161px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394495951555468002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZfJa_GuI/AAAAAAAABl8/cPw-kRW0cHE/s200/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZevCm1cI/AAAAAAAABl0/qW4S8D0lps4/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394495944473892290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZevCm1cI/AAAAAAAABl0/qW4S8D0lps4/s200/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how cute is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZQD2JWUI/AAAAAAAABls/XI0JifRWoeI/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394495692360735042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZQD2JWUI/AAAAAAAABls/XI0JifRWoeI/s200/009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZPstsGnI/AAAAAAAABlk/914n8hZYHUU/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394495686151248498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0ZPstsGnI/AAAAAAAABlk/914n8hZYHUU/s200/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-229266645854781681?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/229266645854781681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=229266645854781681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/229266645854781681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/229266645854781681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/cascioli-pride.html' title='Cascioli Pride'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/St0aIkwFWII/AAAAAAAABms/-r7XWv3QJBw/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8377312850110113165</id><published>2009-10-18T21:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:28:44.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Etiquette and Germs-A-Plenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ice cream scooper...what's that?  Ohhh!  You're talking about that utensil used to scoop a serving of ice cream out of the carton to be placed in a bowl and eaten by an individual person.  Yeah, umm, we don't do it like that at our house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;   &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4497c4215f70c789" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4497c4215f70c789%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D392E23E64FB3A1970D676E4D01CE56CD4C87E9FB.4843AD6BAC8D9F80AFAB8FBDBBEF294A8AACD813%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4497c4215f70c789%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn2OBvkE67yUOXF35jY0hUJ-z-sA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4497c4215f70c789%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D392E23E64FB3A1970D676E4D01CE56CD4C87E9FB.4843AD6BAC8D9F80AFAB8FBDBBEF294A8AACD813%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4497c4215f70c789%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn2OBvkE67yUOXF35jY0hUJ-z-sA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.S.  Don't be scared to come over and eat our food.  We don't drink out of the milk carton and I don't lick the spoon while I cook.  You just might want to bring your own ice cream :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8377312850110113165?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8377312850110113165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8377312850110113165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8377312850110113165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8377312850110113165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/ice-cream-etiquette-and-germs-plenty.html' title='Ice Cream Etiquette and Germs-A-Plenty'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1617323136600523959</id><published>2009-10-15T23:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:40:48.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He'll Try ALMOST Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's rare that Justin or I ever get to eat or drink anything in Garrett's presence without giving him a taste.  He thinks he's entitled to whatever we have regardless if he's just eaten or not even hungry.  He may not like everything we let him try but he will usually at least sample it.  There is one thing that he just can't bring himself to try...coffee.  Justin is one of those anytime-of-the-day coffee drinkers.  He loves the stuff and he drinks it black.  Yuck.  I can tolerate the smell of it in the morning but I've never liked the taste.  Anyway, whenever Garrett sees his daddy sipping from his mug, he'll walk over and act like he wants a sip.  He put his lips up to the edge of the mug but as soon as his little nose gets a whiff of that strong brew, he changes his mind real quick.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See for yourself.  His reaction makes me laugh so hard! &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b4828598e629895c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4828598e629895c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C6FB36B17B4DFDA289C91FE96F4E70C89B5452F.3F12C494B56FCC860256853D460447B92144A489%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4828598e629895c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSb_1mCPl9rub36KyxIOGeX5g9u4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4828598e629895c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C6FB36B17B4DFDA289C91FE96F4E70C89B5452F.3F12C494B56FCC860256853D460447B92144A489%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4828598e629895c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSb_1mCPl9rub36KyxIOGeX5g9u4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1617323136600523959?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1617323136600523959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1617323136600523959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1617323136600523959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1617323136600523959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/hell-try-almost-anything.html' title='He&apos;ll Try ALMOST Anything'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-3925127690625372561</id><published>2009-10-14T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:54:46.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Day Sweepin' the Clouds Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's naked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwsSYuAeI/AAAAAAAABlM/a_YEzd4GwAc/s1600-h/photos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392621509974819298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwsSYuAeI/AAAAAAAABlM/a_YEzd4GwAc/s400/photos+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's naked in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwsGMxVkI/AAAAAAAABlE/-Bm3-QxRNrs/s1600-h/photos+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392621506703480386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwsGMxVkI/AAAAAAAABlE/-Bm3-QxRNrs/s400/photos+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's naked in the sink watching Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwrrsxupI/AAAAAAAABk8/3DMpPYjTgmE/s1600-h/photos+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392621499589966482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwrrsxupI/AAAAAAAABk8/3DMpPYjTgmE/s400/photos+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;You don't even know how entertaining this was to my child today.  Justin unloaded the dishwasher while I cleaned the kitchen and got started on laundry.  I feel an after lunch tradition coming on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-3925127690625372561?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3925127690625372561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=3925127690625372561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3925127690625372561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/3925127690625372561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunny-day-sweepin-clouds-away.html' title='Sunny Day Sweepin&apos; the Clouds Away...'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/StZwsSYuAeI/AAAAAAAABlM/a_YEzd4GwAc/s72-c/photos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4590382812901775540</id><published>2009-10-01T17:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:02:04.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Carrollton, GA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin was scheduled to work at our old office in Carrollton this past Monday. I thought it would be fun to visit our old town (and Hobby Lobby) so Garrett and I joined him. EIGHT HOURS IS A LONG DRIVE TO MAKE WITH AN ACTIVE 14-MONTH-OLD! We took our time getting there for Garrett's sake. We were all relieved to finally check into our hotel and get in the bed. I figured since we had a king size bed we could all sleep together so I didn't bother setting up Garrett's pack-n-play. After thirty minutes of getting kicked in the face, ribs, and head, we were regretting that decision.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpZjawLVI/AAAAAAAABk0/IxWzcrLxtpc/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387758048199585106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpZjawLVI/AAAAAAAABk0/IxWzcrLxtpc/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited to see my old coworkers and friends! Dr. Brundrett treated us all to lunch at the Irish Pub, one of our favorite restaurants. I always have such a good time with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpZFlEliI/AAAAAAAABks/N2Xy2J05GTM/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387758040189802018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpZFlEliI/AAAAAAAABks/N2Xy2J05GTM/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we left, I just had to drive by our old house. I teared right up as soon as I saw it. It seemed weird not to be able to pull into that driveway and go inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpYr_jKcI/AAAAAAAABkk/K5m6BAKpuBw/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387758033321535938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpYr_jKcI/AAAAAAAABkk/K5m6BAKpuBw/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had planned on leaving bright and early Tuesday morning to head back home but Justin ended up working on Tuesday so we got a late start on our 500 mile drive back to Hampstead. On top of that, Garrett picked up a virus so he had a fever and didn't feel good AT ALL. I think we've finally decided Garrett isn't cut out for these long road trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpYF-MwII/AAAAAAAABkc/8j9pXGUmlNo/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387758023115325570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpYF-MwII/AAAAAAAABkc/8j9pXGUmlNo/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over all, we had a great time and I'm glad we had the opportunity to visit our old home and a few of our favorite places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4590382812901775540?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4590382812901775540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4590382812901775540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4590382812901775540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4590382812901775540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/visiting-carrollton-ga.html' title='Visiting Carrollton, GA'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SsUpZjawLVI/AAAAAAAABk0/IxWzcrLxtpc/s72-c/IMG_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1325612389376707164</id><published>2009-09-22T12:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:03:51.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett's 1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We've been debating for weeks whether or not we should cut Garrett's hair. As precious as those waves and curls are on the back of his head, all the scraggly long strands hanging in his face and over his ears were starting to drive me crazy! I tried trimming just the long strands but it only made it worse. So, since Justin was in need of a trim himself, we decided to take Garrett along so he could get his first real haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my brother was little, my parents would take him to the Grifton Barber Shop for Mr. Jimmy Williams to cut his hair. I always loved going to watch him zip through TJ's shaggy hair with his clippers and brush the little hair clippings off of his client's shoulders with that huge brush. I thought it would be very nostalgic to take my little boy there for his first haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I came prepared with a sucker to hopefully distract Garrett from this intimidating experience. Justin got his hair cut first so Garrett could watch and see that it wasn't scary. When it was Garrett's turn, Justin stood next to him to help hold him still. I stood back to capture the big moment and catch all the sweet, precious hair clippings falling from my baby's head to save for his baby book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384327054587217170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Srj47cMyRRI/AAAAAAAABjs/ZVDFJ8PL_iI/s400/IMG_0258.JPG" /&gt; Garrett did pretty good for the first few minutes. Then he started to get a little overwhelmed with all the hands on him holding him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384327046190895746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Srj46868koI/AAAAAAAABjk/SGHU5MDr3oQ/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" /&gt; I thought for a minute we would have to stop and leave with only half of his hair cut but Mr. Jimmy's a pro and he was able to coax Garrett through the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384327034221882258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Srj46QVT65I/AAAAAAAABjc/N3MJ7Ix7z4M/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" /&gt;I was very proud of my little man. He did better than I expected and his new cut is SO stinkin cute! Justin and I can't help but smile at his big boy haircut. We walked into that barber shop with our baby and walked out with our little boy. (sniff, sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384460219140526386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrlyCo0X0TI/AAAAAAAABj0/qkqmj8_maFg/s400/IMG_0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1325612389376707164?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1325612389376707164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1325612389376707164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1325612389376707164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1325612389376707164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/garretts-1st-haircut.html' title='Garrett&apos;s 1st Haircut'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Srj47cMyRRI/AAAAAAAABjs/ZVDFJ8PL_iI/s72-c/IMG_0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1681268531350825344</id><published>2009-09-16T15:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:07:29.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a Teenager Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seven years ago, after only a few weeks of dating, Justin decided it was time I meet his mom and sister. I remember pulling up in their driveway when Justin looked at me and said, "My sister is really shy. Don't be offended if she doesn't speak to you." We got out of the car and walked up to the porch. All of a sudden the back door swung open and this confident little girl with beautiful long hair skipped out, put her hands on her hips and said, "I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; who you are. &lt;em&gt;You're&lt;/em&gt; Angie." I've loved her ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we first met, Sierra was 5-years-old...going on 25. That little girl would always tell it like it is. She'd roll her eyes and cross those arms...DIVA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three things I learned very early on about Sierra:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She hated food. At dinner time, there would be drama...you could count on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She loved to argue and that child wasn't backing down even if she knew she was wrong. I can hear her and Mrs. Marilyn now...oh boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She's a charmer. If she wanted something bad enough, she knew just how to get it...especially from her big brother's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEnc4Sf6I/AAAAAAAABjM/d40gyHsJlcg/s1600-h/photos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158474242326434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEnc4Sf6I/AAAAAAAABjM/d40gyHsJlcg/s400/photos+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin and I spent many evenings over at their house while we were dating. We would play bored games, have a barbie fashion show, or just hang out in Sierra's room while she'd boss Justin around. The 16 years age difference between them didn't mean a thing to her. She was like a little mama ordering him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEhLXjcaI/AAAAAAAABjE/jxzYtFoRpPc/s1600-h/photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158366462407074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEhLXjcaI/AAAAAAAABjE/jxzYtFoRpPc/s400/photos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we ate dinner at their house, Sierra would always sit right next to me. One evening, after only a few months of dating, Sierra looked over at my plate and loudly exclaimed, "WOW, you really &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; hungry." I wanted to die.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEgi_WOAI/AAAAAAAABi8/K7SKphZUcUE/s1600-h/owc+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158355623458818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEgi_WOAI/AAAAAAAABi8/K7SKphZUcUE/s400/owc+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I remember one night we were playing with Sierra and Justin, poor thing, had this huge zit on his forehead. Sierra looked at him and scolded, "Justin, mama says you shouldn't scratch mosquito bites or they will never heal." He and I were crying we were laughing so hard. She just kept this serious look on her face and kept saying, "I'm serious!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158354639777426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEgfU0bpI/AAAAAAAABi0/XNJWUUanH-I/s400/photos+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Justin and I moved to Georgia, I missed our visits over there so much. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEgKn-JXI/AAAAAAAABis/jh3vxTopLls/s1600-h/photos+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158349082961266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEgKn-JXI/AAAAAAAABis/jh3vxTopLls/s400/photos+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin and I always tried to see her when we came home for vacations and holidays. Every time we came home she seemed to have grown and mature so much.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEflu3_MI/AAAAAAAABik/ZihjXLAjQAw/s1600-h/cms4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382158339179805890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEflu3_MI/AAAAAAAABik/ZihjXLAjQAw/s400/cms4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems like we just celebrated her 10th birthday.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEItVqKPI/AAAAAAAABic/WPwuVLs914E/s1600-h/p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382157946084534514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEItVqKPI/AAAAAAAABic/WPwuVLs914E/s400/p3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now she's in the 8th grade taking &lt;strong&gt;high school algebra classes&lt;/strong&gt;.  Did I mention that she's smarter than me?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEIdqOqEI/AAAAAAAABiU/i7oxeXErv6o/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382157941875845186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEIdqOqEI/AAAAAAAABiU/i7oxeXErv6o/s400/Christmas+2007+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sierra is now an aunt.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEH60OsyI/AAAAAAAABiM/hTWv9pr67To/s1600-h/as2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382157932522550050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEH60OsyI/AAAAAAAABiM/hTWv9pr67To/s400/as2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to blink my eyes and Garrett will be begging for Aunt Sierra to come pick him up to take him out because she's cooler than me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382157925012146706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEHe1nChI/AAAAAAAABiE/3rEHjb5BtOg/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy 13th Birthday! We love you very much. You are growing up to be such a smart and talented girl. We are so proud of you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Justin, Angie, and Garrett&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh...one more thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is for that comment you made about my big plate of food 7 years ago. Ok, now we're even.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEG-PlbZI/AAAAAAAABh8/4S9mCfQRUNs/s1600-h/August+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382157916262722962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEG-PlbZI/AAAAAAAABh8/4S9mCfQRUNs/s400/August+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1681268531350825344?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1681268531350825344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1681268531350825344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1681268531350825344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1681268531350825344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-teenager-today.html' title='She&apos;s a Teenager Today'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SrFEnc4Sf6I/AAAAAAAABjM/d40gyHsJlcg/s72-c/photos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8518181299018967282</id><published>2009-09-13T17:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:28:37.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Night With Sweet Cheeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As much as we enjoy going out to eat with Corey and Jamie, the last time we all went out together we realized it was way more work than it was fun. We are so busy tending to our children, we find ourselves rushing and hurrying through the meal so we can just get our babies back home. For months now we've talked about how we should take turns keeping each other's kid so we could have a date night with our spouse every once and a while. Finally instead of just talking the talk, we actually did it. I told Jamie and Corey to pick a night this weekend to go out and Justin and I would keep Hayden for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden is such a sweety pie. When she was first born, she looked exactly like Jamie. Then one day she morphed into Corey Harrison wrapped in these big, juicy, irresistible, squishy cheeks. Justin and I both loved squeezing on her last night. The only person who wasn't thrilled about Hayden's visit was Garrett. It's not that he doesn't love his cousin, he just didn't like watching his mama hug and love on another baby. &lt;strong&gt;He was very jealous.&lt;/strong&gt; I told Justin, if we are ever going to have another baby, we need to keep her more often so Garrett can get use to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden was no trouble at all. Her demands are simple...hold me, feed me, and get out of my way so I can see the TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had lots of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden and I watched Garrett play outside for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jY4AqYFI/AAAAAAAABh0/CTRj3k1oc00/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381066408780783698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jY4AqYFI/AAAAAAAABh0/CTRj3k1oc00/s400/IMG_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Uncle Justin held Hayden so she could watch football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jYeBKAMI/AAAAAAAABhs/J2gNp2imVPM/s1600-h/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381066401803534530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jYeBKAMI/AAAAAAAABhs/J2gNp2imVPM/s400/IMG_0250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My baby never would eat baby food for me. I couldn't get the spoon to Hayden's mouth fast enough! She's telling Uncle Justin all about her good meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jYFqsdYI/AAAAAAAABhk/gYU4Dwo9EWo/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381066395266872706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jYFqsdYI/AAAAAAAABhk/gYU4Dwo9EWo/s400/IMG_0246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this doesn't make you smile, I don't know what will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-45284c1c4e6791db" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45284c1c4e6791db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089008%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53432CA7D758963A706CC157D91932F823A2855.830509C5708362A9DCCC7D898B5597672DA01A5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45284c1c4e6791db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT4Su9gmZi6xkBEqc9XbZHXmt4_I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45284c1c4e6791db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331089008%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53432CA7D758963A706CC157D91932F823A2855.830509C5708362A9DCCC7D898B5597672DA01A5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45284c1c4e6791db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT4Su9gmZi6xkBEqc9XbZHXmt4_I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8518181299018967282?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8518181299018967282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8518181299018967282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8518181299018967282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8518181299018967282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-night-with-sweet-cheeks.html' title='Our Night With Sweet Cheeks'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sq1jY4AqYFI/AAAAAAAABh0/CTRj3k1oc00/s72-c/IMG_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7499015786591584041</id><published>2009-08-31T20:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:59:48.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at Mindy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin's job as a LSS (Lab Support Specialist) sends him to Affordable Denture labs all over America to fill in and help out on a temporary basis. Some work assignments are only for a day or two. I like those...a lot. Most commonly, there are the assignments that keep him away a whole week. I have gotten to the point where I can accept these whole week assignments like a big girl and manage to be productive and stay sane all week with Garrett by myself. Now, when he gets assignments like the one he's on now, I can't even pretend to hid my disappointment/anxiety/frustration/sadness. It has only happened one other time since he started this job where he's been away for a full two weeks without coming home on the weekend. He's been in Yakima, Washington for the past 8 days and wont return for another 5 days. IT SUCKS. I miss him terribly and I know he misses us since he's there all by himself. I am counting down the seconds til he returns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, to try and pass the time more quickly, I decided to spend the weekend with my sister. Every time I make that drive to her house I thank God for sending us back to NC. After the 8 hour drive we had living in Georgia, the 2 hours it takes me to get to Mindy's is like a trip to the grocery store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great visit. Garrett helped Mindy clean out and organize her pantry Saturday night. While she was busy emptying out the shelves, he decided to dump her bread on the floor and then sit down and eat a few slices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376290087732989746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrWZjHTzI/AAAAAAAABhM/QX9kkdOJPcM/s400/August+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376291506898799858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxspAWnDPI/AAAAAAAABhU/H0_HNGcHH1A/s400/August+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Spxspc0uOZI/AAAAAAAABhc/38W5BtUCTEs/s1600-h/August+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376291514541291922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Spxspc0uOZI/AAAAAAAABhc/38W5BtUCTEs/s400/August+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle TJ E. took Garrett for a ride around the yard on his new four wheeler. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376290056222189042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrUkKWpfI/AAAAAAAABg0/jkxIZJAXO1E/s400/August+058.jpg" /&gt;Sunday was our daddy's 59th birthday so Mindy baked him a red velvet cake, his favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376290054778137650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrUeyELDI/AAAAAAAABgs/C7ZVdxAP-K8/s400/August+061.jpg" /&gt;TJ and Brandi came over Sunday evening to help us celebrate daddy's birthday. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376290065445311634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrVGhUVJI/AAAAAAAABg8/5tV43psDs00/s400/August+067.jpg" /&gt;Happy Birthday, Poppy Toby! We love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376290079427551458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrV6m8YOI/AAAAAAAABhE/eQTwNOV9dJc/s400/August+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7499015786591584041?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7499015786591584041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7499015786591584041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7499015786591584041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7499015786591584041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-at-mindys.html' title='Weekend at Mindy&apos;s'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpxrWZjHTzI/AAAAAAAABhM/QX9kkdOJPcM/s72-c/August+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4823997169957795156</id><published>2009-08-24T20:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:54:54.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was TJ's 30th Birthday. &lt;strong&gt;T-H-I-R-T-Y!&lt;/strong&gt; I can remember my 10th birthday like it was yesterday and he's turned 10 THREE times! He could actually retire from the USMC in 9 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh man, he's so OLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To celebrate this grand occasion, his lovely wife, Brandi, cooked up a wonderful meal for the whole family and a carrot cake that was to die for! It was a great day with the family and I look forward to celebrating MANY more birthdays with big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you, T!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373695212758389090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpMzUy-uUWI/AAAAAAAABgk/VVQxM0HQUKA/s400/August+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373691412369175314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpMv3lbU8xI/AAAAAAAABgc/VIcyGX3GkOg/s400/August+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373691403461532658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpMv3EPlG_I/AAAAAAAABgU/B_hoqdvCgUc/s400/August+053.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4823997169957795156?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4823997169957795156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4823997169957795156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4823997169957795156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4823997169957795156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday Brother!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SpMzUy-uUWI/AAAAAAAABgk/VVQxM0HQUKA/s72-c/August+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1215800842966888361</id><published>2009-08-16T20:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:52:59.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's gonna be home all week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we're loving every second of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370727439726826802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SoioJq5cVTI/AAAAAAAABfQ/sRaaFMBHABg/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370727434135543746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SoioJWEYH8I/AAAAAAAABfI/AHYTyT-_AAs/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370727425037086674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SoioI0LIr9I/AAAAAAAABfA/j39ijR16Qm8/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1215800842966888361?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1215800842966888361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1215800842966888361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1215800842966888361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1215800842966888361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/daddys-gonna-be-home-all-week.html' title='Daddy&apos;s gonna be home all week...'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SoioJq5cVTI/AAAAAAAABfQ/sRaaFMBHABg/s72-c/IMG_0178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7141178745733678443</id><published>2009-08-08T11:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:35:44.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Charlotte, NC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Justin was scheduled to work in Charlotte, NC this past Friday and since it wasn't an extremely long drive, Garrett and I decided to join him. Garrett loved all the amenities that the hotel had to offer. He especially loved the extra rolls of toilet paper that were easily accessible to him.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cPHep8ZI/AAAAAAAABd4/ILj55V2WeI8/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618114415096210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cPHep8ZI/AAAAAAAABd4/ILj55V2WeI8/s400/IMG_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes at home I'll turn our small trashcans over so Garrett can beat on them like a drum. (Whatever it takes to entertain him, right?) Anyway, he spotted this little trashcan in our hotel room and within seconds had it turned upside down so he could play the drum.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cO8p0TSI/AAAAAAAABdw/CerpyhxSXwk/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618111509122338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cO8p0TSI/AAAAAAAABdw/CerpyhxSXwk/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't bring his pack-n-play with us because we were only staying one night and he's just about too long for it anyway. So, when we checked into the hotel and discovered our room had two queen beds, we had to make the tough decision as to where wiggle worm would sleep.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618107583253394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cOuB0S5I/AAAAAAAABdo/oXFFnxyKJ1Q/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since daddy had to get up and work the next morning, I bit the bullet and slept with little feet kicking me in my face and ribs. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cOWr7twI/AAAAAAAABdg/RSPiAxy-ffs/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618101317449474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cOWr7twI/AAAAAAAABdg/RSPiAxy-ffs/s400/IMG_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way back home, we stopped at a farmers market that sold homemade ice cream. I was a nice trip but it was good to get back home where that wild child could sleep in his own bed!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cOM1S3VI/AAAAAAAABdY/QYj3HIdN75o/s1600-h/MVI_0162_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618098672360786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cOM1S3VI/AAAAAAAABdY/QYj3HIdN75o/s400/MVI_0162_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7141178745733678443?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7141178745733678443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7141178745733678443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7141178745733678443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7141178745733678443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/visiting-charlotte-nc.html' title='Visiting Charlotte, NC'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sn2cPHep8ZI/AAAAAAAABd4/ILj55V2WeI8/s72-c/IMG_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6709561079738936668</id><published>2009-08-06T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:44:01.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk on the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366872041889165042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1r-vHbvI/AAAAAAAABcw/oh5cVdihoQ0/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Father and son watching the birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366872048769244866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1sYXdHsI/AAAAAAAABdA/QZyGfbCfWBU/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't go to the beach without him plopping down in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366872045288884082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1sLZrB3I/AAAAAAAABc4/nnCqtt5UJyw/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's one sandy little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366872058373853282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1s8JX0GI/AAAAAAAABdI/nDggo641V7U/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy helped rinse him off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1te4EhzI/AAAAAAAABdQ/0f6y4mUanBE/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366872067696527154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1te4EhzI/AAAAAAAABdQ/0f6y4mUanBE/s400/IMG_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7452592095775656385-6709561079738936668?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6709561079738936668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6709561079738936668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6709561079738936668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6709561079738936668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/walk-on-beach.html' title='A Walk on the Beach'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Snr1r-vHbvI/AAAAAAAABcw/oh5cVdihoQ0/s72-c/IMG_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-5483660967627024618</id><published>2009-08-02T22:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:29:54.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Garrett's Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29&lt;/strong&gt; years ago, on this day, my mother-in-law gave birth to my best friend, protector, provider, the father of my son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553180106902402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMHu9S4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/OlUJWHvA5qQ/s400/IMG_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553185986709890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMdo0CYI/AAAAAAAABcY/zPO3yMkimkM/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, Justin! Garrett and I love you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553189545660754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMq5VUVI/AAAAAAAABcg/g_Wb-FfFuvA/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy this last year of your 20's...cause next year you'll be an&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;old man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMxQyw_I/AAAAAAAABco/eFQu5E406OQ/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553191254672370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMxQyw_I/AAAAAAAABco/eFQu5E406OQ/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7452592095775656385-5483660967627024618?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5483660967627024618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=5483660967627024618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5483660967627024618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/5483660967627024618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-garretts-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Garrett&apos;s Daddy!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SnZGMHu9S4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/OlUJWHvA5qQ/s72-c/IMG_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7336713096602060365</id><published>2009-07-27T10:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:35:39.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-Bye Bottles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Friday I prepared Garrett his last bottle of formula. As much aggravation as all that measuring and mixing can be, I was a little sad about this stage ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152728171683234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2-_bbXHaI/AAAAAAAABbw/_h9-CncQyW0/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried offering Garrett whole milk in his bottle but he didn't seem to like it. His formula was always at room temperature and the whole milk is just so cold. I think the difference was throwing him off. So, I offered it to him in a sippy cup instead. He gulped it right down. No more bottles?!?! I wasn't prepared for this! I look at all those bottles in my cabinet and I just can't bare to get rid of them. Over night my tiny baby has turned into such a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363157667500432386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm3De73GnAI/AAAAAAAABcI/HgHnmO8bYtc/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something tells me weaning him from a pacifier is going to be a whole different story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2_AOm_2-I/AAAAAAAABcA/jJ2s9l2hpxc/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152741910698978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2_AOm_2-I/AAAAAAAABcA/jJ2s9l2hpxc/s400/IMG_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Go ahead, mama, just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and take one of these out of my hand. You'll be drawing back a nub."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2-_6Dc8VI/AAAAAAAABb4/Ijyx3dt_7zw/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152736392900946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2-_6Dc8VI/AAAAAAAABb4/Ijyx3dt_7zw/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7336713096602060365?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7336713096602060365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7336713096602060365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7336713096602060365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7336713096602060365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye-bye-bottles.html' title='Bye-Bye Bottles'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sm2-_bbXHaI/AAAAAAAABbw/_h9-CncQyW0/s72-c/IMG_0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1155218279432110425</id><published>2009-07-22T13:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:24:06.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's how long it takes us to get from our house to the beach. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361345986752583730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmdTxPJamDI/AAAAAAAABbI/rmXl6SxsjjQ/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sierra stayed with me all last week and told me it had been two years since she had walked on the beach. So I said to her, "Girl, grab your hat, we're going right now!" We hopped in the car, crossed the draw bridge, and had our feet in the sand in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361345989746214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmdTxaTJxeI/AAAAAAAABbQ/yYh9npFCNxE/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boy loves a seashell. He's just like his mama. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361345997563969986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmdTx3bDQcI/AAAAAAAABbY/mXqDcUxPT9I/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He loves the water too. What was suppose to be a short walk on the beach turned into a soaking wet baby with sand in his hair and diaper. He had to be stripped down and hosed off before getting back in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361350544264818434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmdX6hNAbwI/AAAAAAAABbo/pr_S_TLCPwc/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1155218279432110425?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1155218279432110425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1155218279432110425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1155218279432110425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1155218279432110425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-minutes.html' title='10 Minutes'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmdTxPJamDI/AAAAAAAABbI/rmXl6SxsjjQ/s72-c/IMG_0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7388623787298483088</id><published>2009-07-20T22:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:55:33.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pediatrician Visit in the Morning, Urgent Care Visit in the Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up this morning around 8 am, realizing that my baby slept all the way through the night and was still sound asleep in his crib like such a big boy. He's been sleeping good like that for weeks now and it has made his mommy and daddy so very happy! I got up and dressed, hurrying to be done before Garrett woke up. He was still snoozing away but I had to wake him because he had his 12 month check up today. I gave G a bath, we ate breakfast, and were off to the Pediatrician's office. I LOVE his new Pediatrician, by the way. He's so laid back, sweet, and gentle. Garrett weighed in at 22 lbs 10 oz. He measured 30 and a quarter inches. His check up was great. I have officially bought my last container of formula and from now on he'll be drinking whole milk. He did have to get 4 vaccinations and his big toe pricked. He took it like a man though. He's tough like his daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, after his appointment, we headed back home. Garrett fell asleep in the car so when we got back home, I laid him back down in his crib. I opened my front door and to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, the most wonderful package ever was sitting at my doorstep...my modem! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;, after 2 whole months without Internet my wait is finally over! In no time at all I was hooked up and surfing the web. I thought to myself, WOW, THIS DAY COULDN'T GET ANY BETTER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I was right. It was all down hill from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around 5:30 pm, I decided to empty my dishwasher. Garrett was at my heels as usual, whining to be held. I was handing him cups and whisks and big spoons to distract him so I could finish. I was just about done when I saw one of my new Pampered Chef spoons stuck in the bottom of the dish washer. I dug it out and found that the handle was melted from being stuck down there. Oh man, I hate that! So, I got a serrated knife and started scraping away at the melted, disfigured part. STUPID. REAL STUPID. The knife slipped and sliced me right in my wrist. It happened so fast. There was so much blood. I couldn't see the wound because the blood was everywhere. I panicked. Oh no, what do I do?!?! I'm alone with Garrett...has it punctured a main artery...should I call 911...am I going to die?!?! Then I remembered my new neighbor across the street is an Intensive Care nurse. I've met her husband but hadn't been introduced to her yet. It didn't matter...I didn't know what else to do...it was my only option. I wrapped a kitchen towel around my gaping wound, grabbed Garrett, and took off running across the street to my neighbor's house. Thank God she was home! I rang the doorbell and when she answered, I started crying as I showed her the cut on my wrist. She escorted me in and applied pressure to get the bleeding to stop. I was so scared. It looked so bad. I remember a quiet moment in between my sobs when I looked at her and said, "I'm Angie, it's nice to finally meet you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was so nice and helpful. Her name is Tara and I love her. I'm her new best friend and she doesn't even know it. I really don't know what I would have done if she hadn't of been home. Once she got the bleeding to stop, she took a look and said I probably should get stitches since the TENDON IS EXPOSED. It makes me queasy just thinking about it. She offered to drive me to Urgent Care but since the bleeding was under control, I felt like I could make it there on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way to Urgent Care, all I could think about was how stupid I was. There I was alone with my baby. What if it had of been worse?? What if I had of passed out?? Garrett was very cooperative throughout the whole ordeal. When we got to Urgent Care, he sat on the floor and played with their nasty, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;germy&lt;/span&gt; toys. At that moment, I didn't care. My wrist was slit and my tendon was showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360730186528297618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUjs8i7kpI/AAAAAAAABaY/-X5sMRMhMZA/s400/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first thing the nurse did once she called me back was ask me to step up on the scale. Oh great. As if this day couldn't possibly get any worse. Let's just see how fat I am while we're at it! The doctor made sure I could wiggle all my fingers. Then I got 4 stitches and a Tetanus shot. Garrett got 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Powerpuff&lt;/span&gt; Girl stickers. I go back in one week to have my stitches removed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360730474312202882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUj9sn9eoI/AAAAAAAABa4/sPY4PV3JrCo/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melted Pampered Chef Spoon - $12.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bloody Dish Towel - $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgent Care Copay - $50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scar I'll forever have across my wrist - priceless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7388623787298483088?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7388623787298483088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7388623787298483088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7388623787298483088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7388623787298483088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/pediatrician-visit-in-morning-urgent.html' title='Pediatrician Visit in the Morning, Urgent Care Visit in the Evening'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUjs8i7kpI/AAAAAAAABaY/-X5sMRMhMZA/s72-c/IMG_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8836069051160776843</id><published>2009-07-20T21:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:09:57.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett's 1st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin and I wanted to do something different for Garrett's 1st birthday and since we now live near the coast, we thought it would be nice to have a big fish fry. Justin and I got up early the day of the party to purchase some fresh shrimp in Topsail. We bought 10 pounds of shrimp...that, my friend, is A LOT of shrimp. Especially when you have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-head it, peel it, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-vein it...all the day of the party. Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360717203145186354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX5NrLXDI/AAAAAAAABYY/CU-85CrcJFA/s400/106_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was only one man I knew who was experienced enough to cook this much seafood for this many people...my daddy. He's the fish fryer master. My precious brother-in-law was there to lend a hand also. Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360717198465739346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX48PgqlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MsvTpYAL59I/s400/106_0421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mindy came over the night before to help me decorate the garage for the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360717207663843922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX5eggmlI/AAAAAAAABYg/HC8ZhilORK8/s400/106_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She also made Garrett's birthday cake. She is hands down the most creative person I know. I am so lucky to have her at my disposal. I love you, Min!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360721070277114610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUbaT3RuvI/AAAAAAAABaQ/QLUjRNXa0qw/s400/106_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously, how cute was this cake?!?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360717191903952962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX4jzDwEI/AAAAAAAABYI/FeT-gt1VnCI/s400/106_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Birthday boy was center of attention.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360718039007492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYp3gR-rI/AAAAAAAABZA/jqPk6x-6wTs/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of our parents and siblings were there minus my brother, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360717208244241394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX5gq4w_I/AAAAAAAABYo/WdvEVxBQF-8/s400/106_0431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When we sat down to eat, I teared up looking around at that table filled with the people we love most in this world. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360718028689268626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYpREOX5I/AAAAAAAABYw/TeS3qLNf0-w/s400/106_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All Garrett wanted to do was open presents.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360718034178857906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYplhC27I/AAAAAAAABY4/kb87XWKcOu0/s400/106_0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was like Christmas! That boy racked up!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZkO77fGI/AAAAAAAABZY/UVU9vt2Bn40/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719041729887330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZkO77fGI/AAAAAAAABZY/UVU9vt2Bn40/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This expression is priceless.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYqoT_SXI/AAAAAAAABZQ/WL94xmS4I0U/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360718052109273458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYqoT_SXI/AAAAAAAABZQ/WL94xmS4I0U/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I think we'll watch this movie tonight."&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYqLbESdI/AAAAAAAABZI/u8HQ6BNT6vg/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360718044354333138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUYqLbESdI/AAAAAAAABZI/u8HQ6BNT6vg/s400/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was time for the birthday cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360721065828516258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUbaDSpgaI/AAAAAAAABaI/qBEkdNxLsSA/s400/IMG_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First he just patted it a little.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360721062531367634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUbZ3AjAtI/AAAAAAAABaA/uIdguxpWcfE/s400/106_0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then he took a taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719048914644690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZkps6LtI/AAAAAAAABZo/ZzU_10FvB5o/s400/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Oh yeah, this is good."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719056823763410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZlHKlwdI/AAAAAAAABZw/UvLutdbBzhk/s400/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As expected, it was everywhere. There was plenty packed up into his nostrils also.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719058817964946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZlOmC25I/AAAAAAAABZ4/MMwLFLLcq_U/s400/IMG_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The party was a success and the birthday boy was happy. It was wonderful getting all the family together. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719045911510370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUZkeg5_WI/AAAAAAAABZg/1kUvG4N7vEo/s400/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now that it's over, I plan on doing absolutely nothing for the next few months. I'm exhausted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8836069051160776843?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8836069051160776843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8836069051160776843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8836069051160776843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8836069051160776843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/garretts-1st-birthday-party.html' title='Garrett&apos;s 1st Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmUX5NrLXDI/AAAAAAAABYY/CU-85CrcJFA/s72-c/106_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7170118175132843429</id><published>2009-07-20T13:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:32:12.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Garrett's 1st birthday, Justin and I decided to throw him a big party inviting all of our parents and siblings and planned it for the Saturday following his birthday. Justin had to be out of town for Garrett's actual birthday but I just couldn't let the day go uncelebrated. Justin's sister, Sierra, was staying with me the whole week so we decided to take him to Chuck E. Cheese's to celebrate his big day. Aunt Jamie and cousin Hayden came along too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kicked the day off with a ride in his brand new car seat. Now that Garrett is a year old and weighs over 20 pounds, he can ride facing forward. What a big boy!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360596893895551234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqeSy06QI/AAAAAAAABXY/dPbZSrGUyag/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Garrett and his best buddy, Hayden, at Chuck E. Cheese's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360596888667512418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqd_UXXmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/vqGVv7ZdJ_M/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy and her Birthday Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360596882713093890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqdpIuJwI/AAAAAAAABXI/YiYmFhGmrNw/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360596875311745090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqdNkGiEI/AAAAAAAABXA/SLKDShFvEJM/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think he was more excited about having a plate to play with than the brownie and candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360600247788627074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSthhBP5II/AAAAAAAABXo/Gs9aaZ0Akrw/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yummy brownie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360595767933670866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSpcwQmFdI/AAAAAAAABWY/DYpE3AqSNoQ/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try mine, Aunt Jamie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360595776210424194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSpdPF7UYI/AAAAAAAABWg/X9VYf0ndqLI/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden said "no thanks" to pizza and brownie.  She'd rather have her milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360596903446032770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqe2X1sYI/AAAAAAAABXg/vbNvA2s3DLk/s400/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360600262927462210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmStiZaoL0I/AAAAAAAABX4/XvgPIgR4d3A/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360600258422308242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmStiIog_ZI/AAAAAAAABXw/tTUJZ9o4qQU/s400/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;"Mama, ummm, there's a big mouse sitting next to me."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360595783069223938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSpdopMTAI/AAAAAAAABWo/Ne7jMyr4xuk/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Sierra helped him win some tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360595796409148178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSpeaVrYxI/AAAAAAAABWw/JDB9G6Q7-wA/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360600264721672370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmStigGZqLI/AAAAAAAABYA/9IcrbTK7xvk/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before we left, Garrett cashed in his tickets and picked out his prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360595804366491602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSpe3-2z9I/AAAAAAAABW4/P-HX0dmbsg0/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7170118175132843429?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7170118175132843429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7170118175132843429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7170118175132843429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7170118175132843429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/garretts-1st-birthday.html' title='Garrett&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SmSqeSy06QI/AAAAAAAABXY/dPbZSrGUyag/s72-c/IMG_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-7207701252186175764</id><published>2009-07-14T19:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:19:07.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Garrett!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twelve months ago today, after 26 hours of labor on my part (thank you very much), Justin and I welcomed our son, Garrett,  into this world.  He has brought us so much joy, worry, laughter, stress, happiness, tears, and most of all a love that can not be measured with words.  Since that day, Justin has gained a many of gray hairs and I have gained...well....a many of extra pounds.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358469759829795202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b2y5T4YI/AAAAAAAABU4/E2E-jboos2E/s400/Gbirth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358469771857313458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b3fs5PrI/AAAAAAAABVA/ysLi-U52H64/s400/gmonth1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358469773556130114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b3mB7IUI/AAAAAAAABVI/yzMFYoGzAcI/s400/gmonth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358469778512611458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b34fpCII/AAAAAAAABVQ/ee4-_fCYpfw/s400/gmonth3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358469782667590450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b4H-Q-zI/AAAAAAAABVY/wOG2oW49IjU/s400/gmonth4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470514687393026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0ciu9YvQI/AAAAAAAABVg/hlmFMWmcQSA/s400/gmonth5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470519031537618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0ci_JHH9I/AAAAAAAABVo/4pVmdztLwt4/s400/gmonth6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470520455941442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0cjEctzUI/AAAAAAAABVw/RKBbnjCdGG4/s400/gmonth7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470527297069890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0cjd7xI0I/AAAAAAAABV4/WS0RAgTgWeQ/s400/gmonth8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470532090600226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0cjvyomyI/AAAAAAAABWA/IW9enp2MriQ/s400/gmonth9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470956535131090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0c8c-GK9I/AAAAAAAABWI/v51FIYxjBC4/s400/gmonth10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Month 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470963313319330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0c82OJHaI/AAAAAAAABWQ/JI0vVkRAzEk/s400/gmonth11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-7207701252186175764?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7207701252186175764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=7207701252186175764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7207701252186175764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/7207701252186175764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-garrett.html' title='Happy Birthday Garrett!'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sl0b2y5T4YI/AAAAAAAABU4/E2E-jboos2E/s72-c/Gbirth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-362189039580272363</id><published>2009-07-06T17:39:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:40:46.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Father's Day weekend, Justin and I invited some of our friends over for dinner. This was the first time most of them had seen our new home. I planned the dinner to celebrate and honor all the fathers. Justin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unfortunately,&lt;/span&gt; was going to be out of town on Father's Day so we celebrated this day instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJw9R7mepI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xA46r2N859o/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355467104984660626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJw9R7mepI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xA46r2N859o/s400/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Corey, Jamie, and baby Hayden. Corey is such a good daddy. I love watching him stress and worry over Hayden. He loves his girls so much and it's obvious he only wants the best for them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355466218991779938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJwJtWcAGI/AAAAAAAABTw/v5iFCHwL7hc/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is Cliff, Heather, and little Reagan. Cliff is a good daddy too. I know he feels lucky to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; by beautiful women all day. Seriously, Heather is just as skinny now as she was before she had Reagan. Don't tell her but she kinda makes me sick over it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355466222190748818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJwJ5RIZJI/AAAAAAAABT4/5-nWDOYjJ-0/s400/IMG_1607.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Garrett and Reagan don't know it yet but they love each other and will probably get married one day :) Well, if the whole falling in love and marriage thing never happens, I am sure they will at least be good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJwKIzRRkI/AAAAAAAABUA/-sy8nENI-kk/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355466226360469058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJwKIzRRkI/AAAAAAAABUA/-sy8nENI-kk/s400/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mrs. Justin Howell. I could kick myself for not getting her new hubby in the photo. Garrett loved Courtney instantly. She's a teacher and it's very obvious that children are drawn to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355466231062956338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJwKaUbiTI/AAAAAAAABUI/0FLzpRjmCiE/s400/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Okay...I know this photo kinda comes out of nowhere but I promise I have a reason for posting it. Try to pull your attention away from the swollen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preggy&lt;/span&gt; lady and focus on the drapes hanging by the window in the background.&lt;br /&gt;(I know it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; because those bellies are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mesmerizing&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I loved these curtains because they match all my living room decor but I wasn't able to use them in the new house. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356977563764978706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlfOtjXy9BI/AAAAAAAABUw/ovTtfhdt7S4/s400/GROWING+BELLY.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Justin made me cornices for my windows and I used the old curtain fabric to cover them. I was also able to make two throw pillows for my couch...all thanks to my new sewing machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cliff, sorry I posted this picture of you with your mouth half open. You were joking on my lack of Internet access so I figure we are even now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355467629832340034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJxb1JCgkI/AAAAAAAABUo/Qgy_gTwJk_I/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Now, where were we? Oh yeah, do you see these girls? They washed all the dishes for me after dinner. I just love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355467110216298754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJw9la68QI/AAAAAAAABUY/ZKJVd_g4nN0/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After a great evening with our friends, Reagan decided it was time to call it a night. This picture is my favorite. Hayden is drunk on milk, Garrett is confused and a little scared, and Reagan has had enough visiting for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355467118762064802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJw-FQY-6I/AAAAAAAABUg/xjAA5SzYpi8/s400/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a wonderful evening and I look forward to doing it again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-362189039580272363?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/362189039580272363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=362189039580272363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/362189039580272363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/362189039580272363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/dinner-with-friends.html' title='Dinner With Friends'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJw9R7mepI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xA46r2N859o/s72-c/IMG_1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-9125954358936205304</id><published>2009-07-06T15:28:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:32:21.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On June 2nd, Corey and Jamie welcomed their new baby into the world, Hayden Reese Harrison. She is a miniature Jamie and as sweet as can be. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432160223733394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJRLOjWppI/AAAAAAAABSw/csKJxAxqf_U/s400/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Garrett didn't know what to think of her at first but I think she's starting to grow on him. He mostly just stares and points at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432143607063618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJRKQpoZEI/AAAAAAAABSo/4RYfxUCgFjQ/s400/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe my big boy was ever this tiny. Garrett seems so big to me now compared to Hayden. His hands and feet look HUGE next to her small delicate fingers and toes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355443141652489250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJbKbj_pCI/AAAAAAAABTQ/HJ7brRRmlQw/s400/IMG_2087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Justin was out of town when Hayden was born and didn't get to meet her until the following weekend. It was so sweet to see him holding such a tiny baby again. Sweet little babies like Hayden have strange powers over me. They make me think crazy thoughts like how I'd like to throw up for nine months straight and survive on two hours of sleep again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone get me out of this trance I'm under!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433213910217138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJSIj1ycbI/AAAAAAAABS4/SazJcH9n8Js/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Take a good look at those Harrison brothers. It was just yesterday they were wearing their Wolf pack and Tar heel jerseys, shooting some b-ball, and trading ball cards. Now they think in ounces, talk in sweet high voices, and wipe stinky butts. Aww! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432132055218530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJRJlndOWI/AAAAAAAABSQ/C6jsI3H2nBE/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I love having Jamie and Hayden close by so we can visit and take the babies out together. Garrett and Hayden entertain each other in the back seat by playing "I Spy" and screaming "Are we there yet?!" over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432135107922242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJRJw_RyUI/AAAAAAAABSY/jGJ3gbHvSWE/s400/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This was Hayden's first dine-in experience.  As you can tell, it was a very memorable moment for both Garrett and Hayden.  He seems thrilled to be there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461470720311506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJr1UqTQNI/AAAAAAAABTg/GAvgqLP7Y7M/s400/IMG_1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Garrett loves accompanying us girls wherever we go. He keeps us out of trouble and steals Hayden's paci when we aren't looking.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433225445696642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJSJO0D5II/AAAAAAAABTA/fCTXqzkHOlU/s400/IMG_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He's always a big help when we go over to see Hayden. He &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; breaks things or pulls stuff out of Jamie's cabinets. No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433231787128402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJSJmb-dlI/AAAAAAAABTI/9vDwHLmxwtA/s400/IMG_1661.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I am sure as they grow older Garrett and Hayden will be best buddies. Garrett is such a handful at times and I can only imagine what kind of trouble he will be getting into with his little sidekick Hayden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355453799691532722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJk2z2hObI/AAAAAAAABTY/HNlkhjPd7DI/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-9125954358936205304?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9125954358936205304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=9125954358936205304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/9125954358936205304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/9125954358936205304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-newest-family-member.html' title='Our Newest Family Member'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlJRLOjWppI/AAAAAAAABSw/csKJxAxqf_U/s72-c/IMG_1522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-994361260922034228</id><published>2009-07-05T20:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:09:09.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Move from Georgia to NC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I know how behind this blog entry is. I've had every intention of catching up as soon as we were connected to the Internet at home. It seems that is NEVER going to happen because Charter Cable is playing mind games with us. So, in the meantime, I'll try and catch up a little over here at Corey and Jamie's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see this man moving those boxes? He has the strength of Superman and the stamina of a race horse. Seriously, from 2 pm till 11 pm he worked &lt;strong&gt;nonstop&lt;/strong&gt; on moving all our belongings out of the house, up our steep driveway, and onto the moving truck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, he's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355137424815676578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFHXmJ3KI/AAAAAAAABRI/w2wfEOLq1W0/s400/IMG_1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355137432307259026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFHzgSVpI/AAAAAAAABRQ/uR2oNkSTP20/s400/IMG_1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355141854419521890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFJJNKAkWI/AAAAAAAABSA/agkl9xnewwg/s400/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There wasn't much I could do other than keep Garrett out of daddy's way. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355137422314935186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFHOR7k5I/AAAAAAAABRA/zW8AF4U7AxY/s400/IMG_1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once we arrived in Hampstead, Corey helped Justin get everything off the truck and into our new house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355137417992377282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFG-LWk8I/AAAAAAAABQ4/AR_vRl7myM8/s400/IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;God love him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355137406030000834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFGRnTMsI/AAAAAAAABQw/EcFADS976QY/s400/IMG_1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mindy came over to help out too but, since she's so skinny, all she could lift was this piece of glass. Thanks anyway, sis.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355138607046183058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGMLv3yJI/AAAAAAAABR4/nwebFK6ZAC4/s400/IMG_1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jamie was only 10 days away from welcoming little Hayden into the world so she took it easy and kept Garrett company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're best buds :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355138599509826866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGLvrEHTI/AAAAAAAABRw/p0xvP2PlKHs/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom came by the next day to help watch Garrett and give her opinion on where to place things. Thanks mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355154317970227554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFUergDwWI/AAAAAAAABSI/2k50KV8Nlic/s400/IMG_1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, so this is what we found on our patio the first morning after waking up in our new home. YIKES.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355138583740124386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGK07RjOI/AAAAAAAABRg/ur--BCs0QwU/s400/IMG_1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Was it a sign? A bad omen perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355138593485924962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGLZO2qmI/AAAAAAAABRo/63EejBZIhgI/s400/IMG_1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Ye who kill the new home snake will be destitute of high speed Internet access." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Crap.  I knew we shouldn't have killed that snake.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGKsWYR4I/AAAAAAAABRY/-UUQ9W-SoOM/s1600-h/IMG_1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355138581437892482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFGKsWYR4I/AAAAAAAABRY/-UUQ9W-SoOM/s400/IMG_1504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-994361260922034228?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/994361260922034228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=994361260922034228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/994361260922034228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/994361260922034228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-big-move-from-georgia-to-nc.html' title='Our Big Move from Georgia to NC'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SlFFHXmJ3KI/AAAAAAAABRI/w2wfEOLq1W0/s72-c/IMG_1489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6733861982458509532</id><published>2009-06-21T23:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:14:56.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boxes are unpacked and everything is in it's place. We've met our neighbors and have started hunting a new church. I feel like I can get to Wal-Mart with out GPS so I'd say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are finally "home". Except for one thing...I AM STILL WITHOUT INTERNET!!! There has been so much drama over when or how or if we can even get it...blah, blah, blah. We are scheduled to have everything installed/hooked up this Wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I came home (Pitt County) today for Father's Day and am staying the night at Mindy's. Garrett is asleep so I thought I would take advantage and post a few pictures. I am so behind. So much has been going on that I want to share. I turned 28...we took Garrett to the beach and pool for the first time...I have a sweet baby niece that loves me and says I am her favorite babysitter...Garrett is &lt;strong&gt;WALKING&lt;/strong&gt;! Don't you worry though. You will be able to read all about it as soon as Mr. Internet comes to my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far, I really love Hampstead. We are a short drive to whatever we want or need. The beach, shopping, and Corey and Jamie are only about 10 minutes away. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79s9AfdAI/AAAAAAAABQo/12q9uLzzHmc/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349992356095423490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79s9AfdAI/AAAAAAAABQo/12q9uLzzHmc/s400/IMG_1536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79sTRB4PI/AAAAAAAABQg/w0uSr4t5gvk/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our new home. I. Love. It. It's a new home with 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. We have a finished bonus room above the garage that is perfect for our out of town guest...we've already put it to good use!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349992336954927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79r1tCqcI/AAAAAAAABQQ/RgFX1mdL5gY/s400/IMG_1592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79sOO79fI/AAAAAAAABQY/5_DY8K8pOSA/s1600-h/IMG_1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349992343539545586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79sOO79fI/AAAAAAAABQY/5_DY8K8pOSA/s400/IMG_1595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check back in later this week for more posts...that is &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; we get our Internet hooked up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6733861982458509532?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6733861982458509532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6733861982458509532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6733861982458509532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6733861982458509532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-new-home.html' title='Our New Home'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj79s9AfdAI/AAAAAAAABQo/12q9uLzzHmc/s72-c/IMG_1536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1895125068787781490</id><published>2009-06-21T16:45:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:47:11.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett's Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Justin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can never express in words how much I appreciate all that you do for us.  You are such a wonderful husband to me and daddy to our little boy.  I honestly don't know what I would have done those first months of Garrett's life without you.  We were new parents, scared to death, so sleep deprived, and ALL BY OURSELVES.  Thank you for waking 2 and 3 times a night to feed Garrett his bottle while I sat next to you on the floor pumping for his next meal.  You knew how important it was to me for him to drink my milk and instead of complaining and begging me to stop you helped me and supported me.  You will never know how much I appreciated that.  Thank you for all the nights you would take our little boy from his exhausted mama and let him fall asleep on your chest so we could get a few hours of sleep.  Thank you for sharing your bed part of the night even now with our little stinker because his mama has spoiled him by letting him sleep with her while his daddy is away.  ( I really am going to work on that)  Thank you for the sacrifices you have made to get us back closer to our friends and family.  I have always felt like the desires and wishes of your family have always been your top priority and I want you to know how grateful I am for that.  You are such a caring, loving, and giving man.  I love you so much and thank God for blessing me with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349896492118173746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6mg73P6DI/AAAAAAAABPQ/y4zfLHESggI/s400/Garrett%27s+Birth+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349904013703473074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6tWv87Z7I/AAAAAAAABP4/xzYB46JljtQ/s400/Garrett%27s+Birth+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349896484843488546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6mggw1BSI/AAAAAAAABPI/CXLyLb9h0MA/s400/Garrett%27s+Birth+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6mhK0po9I/AAAAAAAABPY/D-ICd7o_2Ao/s1600-h/dg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349896496133809106" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6hUswoDCI/AAAAAAAABOA/-fbL844SK9Y/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349902563717639042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6sCWVXa4I/AAAAAAAABPw/-IWQgal3Vwc/s400/IMG_1587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349886358109359586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6dTDvRDeI/AAAAAAAABNo/QmKhMZORsNw/s400/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1895125068787781490?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1895125068787781490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1895125068787781490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1895125068787781490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1895125068787781490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/garretts-daddy.html' title='Garrett&apos;s Daddy'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sj6mg73P6DI/AAAAAAAABPQ/y4zfLHESggI/s72-c/Garrett%27s+Birth+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-4092283541429096269</id><published>2009-06-05T15:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:57:58.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone!  Remember me?  With the big move behind us, we are now working hard at making our new house HOME.  We are still without cable and my beloved Internet.  I am going through major withdrawals!  I have tons of photos of the move, new house, and our new little niece, Hayden, to post and will do so as soon as our Internet is up and running.  Hopefully that will be soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-4092283541429096269?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4092283541429096269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=4092283541429096269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4092283541429096269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/4092283541429096269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re Home'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1118405823196371900</id><published>2009-05-17T14:20:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:22:04.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been praying for the opportunity to move back to North Carolina ever since the day we pulled up to our new apartment and started unloading our few belongings from the biggest moving truck ever to exist. As excited as I was to be Justin's new bride and move away with him to this new exciting town, I always knew our life in Georgia would be temporary. When our son came along this past July, I knew it was time to move. It takes a village to raise a child and our village is 500 miles away in Eastern North Carolina.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336864758239041250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBaOMEjluI/AAAAAAAABNY/bRL3Wqa9q9g/s400/M1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have just purchased a new home in Hampstead, NC and we'll be moving in less than a week. With our time in Georgia limited, I've found myself reminiscing on these past five and a half years and all of our favorite places that we will surely miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel a few proper goodbyes are in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye, Carrollton Affordable Dentures. You are the sole reason for us moving to Georgia. It was just a few months after we moved to Georgia that I lucked up and was hired on as a dental assistant. Justin and I rode to work together in the morning and left together in the evening. It was perfect. We made some great friends working in this office and I will always think of the years working here with Justin as some of the greatest years of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862457118000994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBYIPujB2I/AAAAAAAABNI/HGX5UEnbMEo/s400/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Goodbye, Wildwood Apartments. I loved living here. This is where Justin and I lived the first eight months of our marriage. We had no responsibilities. Our life was so easy and carefree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862450132454818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBYH1tEDaI/AAAAAAAABNA/UETqmsOot1k/s400/IMG_1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Adios, El Ranchito. This is probably our favorite restaurant here in Georgia. It's close by our home and the food is always good. When I was pregnant, my mouth would drool at just the thought of their enchiladas. I'll never forget the time during my last month of pregnancy when they had to adjust the booth seat for me just so my big belly would fit behind the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862100455788818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBXzfDpkRI/AAAAAAAABM4/Ndij-kKRcck/s400/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Goodbye, Villa Rica Wal-Mart. I love this Wal-Mart (except the pharmacy). I feel like we are always here. It's so clean and organized. I don't even have to buy Garrett's baby formula at the tobacco check out aisle like you do in Greenville...seriously, what's the deal with that?!?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862091846543634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBXy-_C6RI/AAAAAAAABMw/Z3zwRVTGiC4/s400/IMG_1485.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Farewell, Hobby Lobby. I will miss you most of all. This store is awesome. They have the neatest stuff and the greatest scrapbooking selection. I think the closest one I'll be to in North Carolina is in Fayetteville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862091405493490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBXy9V5BPI/AAAAAAAABMo/2UVEfVF7t7Q/s400/Fall+2007+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Goodbye, Tanner Medical Center. This is where my son entered into the world. I can hardly drive by without getting a lump in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862086468071730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBXyq8t8TI/AAAAAAAABMg/sdi331l-3_w/s400/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lastly, Goodbye, 155 Wesley Mill Drive. This is where Justin and I poured our blood, sweat, and tears into home renovation projects. It's where I brought my brand new little baby home from the hospital. I love this house. I will always love this house. We have made so many great memories living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336898207779595714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShB4pNUfJcI/AAAAAAAABNg/HBVezhUeSpE/s400/IMG_1468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am so excited about this next chapter in our lives. We are so confident that Hampstead, NC is where we are suppose to live and raise our family. Please remember us this Thursday morning when we head out to make that long journey to NC. Justin will be driving the U-haul and I'll be following behind him with Garrett. We are scheduled to move in our new home on Friday. I'll post pictures of the new house as soon as possible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1118405823196371900?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1118405823196371900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1118405823196371900' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1118405823196371900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1118405823196371900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-georgia.html' title='Goodbye, Georgia'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/ShBaOMEjluI/AAAAAAAABNY/bRL3Wqa9q9g/s72-c/M1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-395900967786107932</id><published>2009-05-13T14:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:00:53.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garrett loves table food...baby food, not so much. Anything mommy and daddy eats, Garrett wants. If he sees us eating, he comes scooting over, spits his paci out, and opens his mouth like a baby bird so we will give him a taste of whatever we have. Last night we gave Garrett spaghetti for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgsUuvBy0uI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pxFUG6CBJu0/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335380976681013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgsUuvBy0uI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pxFUG6CBJu0/s400/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was probably more in his highchair and on the floor than what he ate but he sure loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgsUubHWGwI/AAAAAAAABMI/IFHCDcNUDGI/s1600-h/IMG_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335380971335588610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgsUubHWGwI/AAAAAAAABMI/IFHCDcNUDGI/s400/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-395900967786107932?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/395900967786107932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=395900967786107932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/395900967786107932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/395900967786107932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/garrett-loves-table-food.html' title='Spaghetti Dinner'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgsUuvBy0uI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pxFUG6CBJu0/s72-c/IMG_1475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6678278460697376021</id><published>2009-05-10T18:40:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:29:43.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fellas treated me like such a queen this Mother's Day. Justin kicked of the celebration last night by taking on all parental duties so I could go to bed early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I had taken a Tylenol PM and was a walking zombie by 8:30 pm.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin and Garrett let me sleep in this morning and when I walked into the living room, there was a card and gift waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaNtPsNOI/AAAAAAAABMA/xPMcSwHvS7Y/s1600-h/2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334331475173848290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaNtPsNOI/AAAAAAAABMA/xPMcSwHvS7Y/s400/2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Garrett signed the card :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaNJPLHRI/AAAAAAAABL4/fpANLjIMLDQ/s1600-h/2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334331465508003090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaNJPLHRI/AAAAAAAABL4/fpANLjIMLDQ/s400/2009+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH BOY! You just wait and see the crafty projects I get to do now with my new sewing machine! Mama, I'll never need your help with another throw pillow again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaM6NyaFI/AAAAAAAABLw/hHzBmt3iXaA/s1600-h/2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334331461475657810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaM6NyaFI/AAAAAAAABLw/hHzBmt3iXaA/s400/2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby boy and I posed outside for a mother and son photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaMpw7eHI/AAAAAAAABLo/JD-4eU3TKgM/s1600-h/2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334331457059649650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaMpw7eHI/AAAAAAAABLo/JD-4eU3TKgM/s400/2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother's Day 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdZfXBeDmI/AAAAAAAABLg/fW4gMdaCBvA/s1600-h/Garrett+Pregnancy+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334330678934638178" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdY1teoKWI/AAAAAAAABLI/cTLPWCHBWAA/s400/2009+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin treated me to lunch at Cracker Barrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was such a nice day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdYO-s8v3I/AAAAAAAABLA/_IyfyJDGeHE/s1600-h/2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334329298016583538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdYO-s8v3I/AAAAAAAABLA/_IyfyJDGeHE/s400/2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin, thank you for making me feel so special and loved. I wouldn't be the mother I am if you were not here to help me and support me. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6678278460697376021?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6678278460697376021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6678278460697376021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6678278460697376021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6678278460697376021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgdaNtPsNOI/AAAAAAAABMA/xPMcSwHvS7Y/s72-c/2009+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-6256188525189191837</id><published>2009-05-08T22:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:56:00.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Loves a Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes when Garrett can't be pleased and I'm at my wits end, I strip him down and put him in the tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtLP3mxUI/AAAAAAAABK4/SAlY-jtECSo/s1600-h/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648636207613250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtLP3mxUI/AAAAAAAABK4/SAlY-jtECSo/s400/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtK08j5II/AAAAAAAABKw/1CbzSbO3BNQ/s1600-h/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648628980638850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtK08j5II/AAAAAAAABKw/1CbzSbO3BNQ/s400/IMG_1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His favorite game is pulling himself up on the edge of the tub and then letting go so he falls down and makes a big splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKsabC9I/AAAAAAAABKo/7EUZHVQ4na0/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648626689969106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKsabC9I/AAAAAAAABKo/7EUZHVQ4na0/s400/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I just sit there and let him play til his hands turn pruny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKa54sbI/AAAAAAAABKg/kLKrl-upRD0/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648621990097330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKa54sbI/AAAAAAAABKg/kLKrl-upRD0/s400/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's nothing better than a fresh baby after a long day of playing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKCoIesI/AAAAAAAABKY/_WnYlEFA8e4/s1600-h/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648615473183426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtKCoIesI/AAAAAAAABKY/_WnYlEFA8e4/s400/IMG_1455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-6256188525189191837?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6256188525189191837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=6256188525189191837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6256188525189191837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/6256188525189191837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-loves-bath.html' title='He Loves a Bath'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgTtLP3mxUI/AAAAAAAABK4/SAlY-jtECSo/s72-c/IMG_1439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-8552094162602556822</id><published>2009-05-05T10:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:21:34.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of you know, Justin and I accepted an offer on our home in Georgia a few weeks ago.  We are scheduled to close on May 20th and will be moving back to our beloved Eastern North Carolina on the 22nd.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgBHFwBu1CI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nmDj_PUXCYc/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332340122923750434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgBHFwBu1CI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nmDj_PUXCYc/s400/IMG_1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE GOOD NEWS!!  We have found our new home!  After much consideration, Justin and I decided Hampstead, NC is where we want to live and plant our roots.  Justin's brother and sister-in-law live there and our home is about 5 miles away from them and only a few more miles from the beach!  Hampstead is only about an hour and a half drive to the rest of our family.  We are so excited to be moving back closer to our family and friends.  Please pray that we have a safe move and that I can get this house packed up!  It's not an easy thing to do with a 9-month-old :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures of our new house to come soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-8552094162602556822?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8552094162602556822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=8552094162602556822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8552094162602556822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/8552094162602556822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/SgBHFwBu1CI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nmDj_PUXCYc/s72-c/IMG_1431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452592095775656385.post-1516191986480070925</id><published>2009-04-29T14:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:24:33.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing with Grandma Marilyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9z1B1RI/AAAAAAAABKI/QaahqO_pwWg/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330187142738072850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9z1B1RI/AAAAAAAABKI/QaahqO_pwWg/s400/IMG_1197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting Poppy Jerry at his shop in Kinston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9ud1D_I/AAAAAAAABKA/VU7KxGoER30/s1600-h/IMG_1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330187141298589682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9ud1D_I/AAAAAAAABKA/VU7KxGoER30/s400/IMG_1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swinging with Grandma Vernie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9bHllaI/AAAAAAAABJ4/qY1bu2SfY2U/s1600-h/IMG_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330187136105026978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9bHllaI/AAAAAAAABJ4/qY1bu2SfY2U/s400/IMG_1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catching a ride on Poppy Toby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9KYsuPI/AAAAAAAABJw/EBEi5zppAdE/s1600-h/IMG_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330187131613395186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9KYsuPI/AAAAAAAABJw/EBEi5zppAdE/s400/IMG_1234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452592095775656385-1516191986480070925?l=theharrisonhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1516191986480070925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452592095775656385&amp;postID=1516191986480070925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1516191986480070925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452592095775656385/posts/default/1516191986480070925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theharrisonhome.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandparents.html' title='Grandparents'/><author><name>The Harrison's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11593488097765203486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/TN1C9Jv7owI/AAAAAAAACHI/WLv9JyTf5Cw/S220/DSC_0182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZYde9BlORpE/Sfig9z1B1RI/AAAAAAAABKI/QaahqO_pwWg/s72-c/IMG_1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
