<?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-7418205785023496649</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:11:33.356-07:00</updated><category term='Will'/><title type='text'>Meet the Curtis'</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-151148616541525465</id><published>2008-10-31T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:00:38.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a fun and busy week full of Halloween parties at church, school, home, and the neighborhood.  The kids have loved dressing up so much, and I have a feeling the costumes won't go away after tonight!  We have all had WAY TOO MUCH candy already, but I guess that's what Halloween is all about, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SQtzQrX8IwI/AAAAAAAAArc/7q9BgCFH0fo/s1600-h/princess+blog+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SQtzQrX8IwI/AAAAAAAAArc/7q9BgCFH0fo/s400/princess+blog+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263427319870792450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SQtzFwtfG5I/AAAAAAAAArU/TCPZt_FBk60/s1600-h/super+hero+blog+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SQtzFwtfG5I/AAAAAAAAArU/TCPZt_FBk60/s400/super+hero+blog+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263427132324780946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SRB_kAA3Y1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Mhe2CmXo3bE/s1600-h/jonathan+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SRB_kAA3Y1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Mhe2CmXo3bE/s400/jonathan+halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264848220851757906" 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/7418205785023496649-151148616541525465?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/151148616541525465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=151148616541525465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/151148616541525465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/151148616541525465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SQtzQrX8IwI/AAAAAAAAArc/7q9BgCFH0fo/s72-c/princess+blog+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-7166238888810474413</id><published>2008-10-15T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:58:47.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cute and curly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today while Jessica and Will were at school I took Jonathan to the park with camera in hand.  Will keeps bugging me to cut Jonathan's hair, but I keep putting him off saying I want pictures first.  I figured I better take the pictures and stop pushing my luck, because one of these days I'm going to come home from the store and his hair is going to be gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SPZKDyMgN3I/AAAAAAAAAek/nEgVcf75cPY/s1600-h/jonathan+oct+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SPZKDyMgN3I/AAAAAAAAAek/nEgVcf75cPY/s400/jonathan+oct+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257471043875911538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I ask Jonathan to look at Mommy and smile, this is his idea of a good pose I guess!!&lt;br /&gt;(Nice Jonathan!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SPZJfOCF9WI/AAAAAAAAAec/JBZxfk4cgiY/s1600-h/say+cheese+oct+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SPZJfOCF9WI/AAAAAAAAAec/JBZxfk4cgiY/s400/say+cheese+oct+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257470415693280610" 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/7418205785023496649-7166238888810474413?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7166238888810474413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=7166238888810474413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7166238888810474413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7166238888810474413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/10/cute-and-curly.html' title='cute and curly'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SPZKDyMgN3I/AAAAAAAAAek/nEgVcf75cPY/s72-c/jonathan+oct+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2363426235190789453</id><published>2008-09-05T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:35:47.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's official.  Curtis baby number 4 is a BOY! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SMGanCcm6OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wKhVHEa_McE/s1600-h/ultrasound+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SMGanCcm6OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wKhVHEa_McE/s400/ultrasound+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242641436698405090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I admit that I was holding out hope for a girl, but I had a feeling the baby was a boy, so it wasn't too much of a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;Jessica is super-super excited!  I was a little afraid that she would be disappointing with the news of another brother, but she started literally jumping for joy when we told her.&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit shocked at her reaction, so I asked her why she didn't want a sister.  She said, "If I'm the only girl, that means I get to have all of your make-up and jewelry when I get older!"  Leave it to Jessica to come up with that!!  &lt;br /&gt;(We got a bit of the screaming and jumping on video, so I'll try and post too.)&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we are excited and nervous about this little ones arrival.  I feel like we've just adjusted to life with 3 children, but I guess that means it's time to shake things up again!  : )&lt;br /&gt;Every check-up my due date gets moved up a little.  The latest estimated due date is February 8th.  (That makes me about 17 weeks along.) &lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I pulled a muscle in my side.  I don't remember doing anything specifically to hurt it, but we figure it probably involved picking up Jonathan.  He's hanging out around 26 pounds -- the little chunk!!  It's been bothering me quite a bit, but each day it seems a little better.&lt;br /&gt;I just started feeling the baby kick, so that's fun.  (At least it's fun now because it doesn't hurt yet!)  I'm also getting too big for my regular clothes, so I made my first maternity shopping trip yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Will and I are starting to think about getting a bigger car -- any suggestions??  mini-van or SUV?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now.  I'll keep you updated.&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/7418205785023496649-2363426235190789453?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2363426235190789453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2363426235190789453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2363426235190789453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2363426235190789453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SMGanCcm6OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wKhVHEa_McE/s72-c/ultrasound+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6651580690196580454</id><published>2008-08-27T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:23:40.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan vs. the front porch step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Jonathan had a bit of a run-in today with the front porch step.  The 4 inch step has been something that Jonathan has been conquering for a few weeks now, but today the step got the better of him.  : ( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SLXhsC8IQnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/P_IQN2pAQ_U/s1600-h/IMG_4657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SLXhsC8IQnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/P_IQN2pAQ_U/s400/IMG_4657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239341888335004274" 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/7418205785023496649-6651580690196580454?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6651580690196580454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6651580690196580454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6651580690196580454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6651580690196580454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/08/jonathan-vs-front-porch-step.html' title='Jonathan vs. the front porch step'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SLXhsC8IQnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/P_IQN2pAQ_U/s72-c/IMG_4657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4425076575052635093</id><published>2008-08-19T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:17:07.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was Jessica's first day of Kindergarten and Will's first day of Pre-K.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica told me, "Mom, I'm a Kindergartner, so that means I'm a little bit nervous."  But she was also excited.  She did great when I dropped her off, and when I saw her after school before I had time to say anything she yelled, "Mom!!  I LOVE Kindergarten!!"  She said that her favorite part was nap time (um . . . that was unexpected!).  She said that she didn't sleep she just got to talk to her friend Jaden the whole time!  She liked PE and recess and she liked eating lunch at school.  She made a few new friends, but told me that she doesn't want to meet everybody yet, just a few friends at first.  She got to color a picture of a little girl to look just like her, and they watched a movie about counting.  She was very excited to go back to school today, so I hope it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsMC35XLiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/K0scleFziDk/s1600-h/IMG_4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsMC35XLiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/K0scleFziDk/s400/IMG_4634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236292235252149794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will has Jessica's teacher from last year, and we already know that we love her.  He had fun, although he kept telling me that they didn't do anything.  (He's not nearly as talkative as Jessica!)  However, I knew he had a good time, becuase this morning he got out of bed, got dressed, and told me it was time to take him to school -- even though it was only about 7:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsMVXtUfcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/lu24xa6dcj4/s1600-h/IMG_4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsMVXtUfcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/lu24xa6dcj4/s400/IMG_4642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236292553029221826" 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/7418205785023496649-4425076575052635093?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4425076575052635093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4425076575052635093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4425076575052635093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4425076575052635093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsMC35XLiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/K0scleFziDk/s72-c/IMG_4634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3383164403254673959</id><published>2008-08-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:05:07.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Willbon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Willbon!  I can't believe you're already 4 years old.  For awhile you insisted that you were turning 5, but when the day finally arrived you were very happy to be 4.  You told everyone it was your birthday, and you proudly held up 4 fingers when they asked you how old you were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsJBqfW5wI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_jDCQ3qcGOA/s1600-h/IMG_4614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsJBqfW5wI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_jDCQ3qcGOA/s400/IMG_4614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236288915938666242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will initially wanted a Lightning McQueen cake, but he insisted that it be a 3-D version of the famous race car -- way beyond my novice cake-making skills!!  So I strategically convinced him that a Spiderman cake would be very cool, and he agreed.  He saw a spiderman cartoon a few weeks ago, and he has been very into everything spiderman lately! &lt;br /&gt;He invited his best friend Colby over for his party, and it worked out very nicely because Colby's sister just happens to be Jessica's best friend, and Colby's Mom just happens to be one of my best friends.  So it was a party for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Will got some race cars, a leapster, a dart gun, a toy rifle set, and a spiderman costume.  All the toys were a big hit, but I will admit that the guns are loud, and the darts are stuck all over my ceiling!!  Oh well, it's all part of the fun. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Will! &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/7418205785023496649-3383164403254673959?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3383164403254673959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3383164403254673959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3383164403254673959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3383164403254673959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-willbon.html' title='Happy Birthday Willbon!!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SKsJBqfW5wI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_jDCQ3qcGOA/s72-c/IMG_4614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3818634807937219227</id><published>2008-05-23T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:04:05.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma Curtis!</title><content type='html'>We are lucky to have such a great Grandma, and we wanted to say Happy Birthday!!  I was asking Jessica some questions about Grandma, and here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  What is your favorite thing to do with Grandma?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:  Play Molly with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Where's your favorite place to go with Grandma?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:  McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  How old do you think Grandma is today?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:  Well . . . how old was she before her birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Why is your Grandma so special to you?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:  She's super nice, and loves me super much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Why do you love Grandma so much?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:  Because she loves me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.  Thanks for being such a great Grandma (not a great-grandma, but you know, a wonderful Grandma!  :-) , mother-in law, and Mom.  We love you and hope that you have a great day.  You deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Will asked me to make sure I got your package mailed last week, and it's still on my desk.  I'm so sorry.  I'll get that in the mail for you (and I might as well include our Father's Day gift for Jess at this point!!)  :-/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-3818634807937219227?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3818634807937219227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3818634807937219227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3818634807937219227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3818634807937219227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-grandma-curtis.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma Curtis!'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5180222546629611213</id><published>2008-05-16T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:38:41.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stary Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica and Willbon love the movie Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.  In the movie there's a part where they put up glow stars all around the room.  So we went to the store to buy some glow stars, and Jessica and Will were pretty excited when we let them put up the stars wherever they wanted to in their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SC42cgqq-5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/4GicZPN_Gas/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SC42cgqq-5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/4GicZPN_Gas/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201154483092650898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the stars above Jessica's bed.&lt;br /&gt;(This is the first time I've tried a night shot with my camera . . . and I love it!!)&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/7418205785023496649-5180222546629611213?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5180222546629611213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5180222546629611213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5180222546629611213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5180222546629611213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/stary-night.html' title='Stary Night'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SC42cgqq-5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/4GicZPN_Gas/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2905087789782015292</id><published>2008-05-15T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:45:25.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mom</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted recently because I've been busy being Super Mom.  : )&lt;br /&gt;I've been excersizing, preparing three family meals a day, playing with the children more -- inside and outside, going to the park and the beach, riding bikes, cleaning up after everyone, keeping up with all the laundry, doing the dishes after every meal, teaching Jessica how to read and write, helping Will with his letters, letting Jonathan walk everywhere, getting everyone in bed at least 5 minutes before bedtime, getting to school on time, and a host of other things that are keeping me busy busy busy!&lt;br /&gt;I don't mention these things to toot my own horn, because I'm the first one to admit that this is quite unusual for me.  I usually do what I need to do to keep things running moderately smoothly, and then I put off the rest.  I spend my free time (time when everyone is happy and playing and/or napping) updating my blog, scrapbooking, surfing the net, or watching TV.  Now I am spending my free time lying in bed completely exhausted and sore from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have to redefine what Super Mom means, because this effort I've been putting in is crazy!  Thankfully I am very blessed to have a family that appreciates me for however much or little I do.  : )&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, full steam ahead!!  Hopefully my family can enjoy the clean house, family meals, fun and games, and extra attention while I still have the energy to keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to all the great Mom's out there.  It's an exhausting job, but extremely rewarding -- especially when going the extra mile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-2905087789782015292?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2905087789782015292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2905087789782015292' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2905087789782015292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2905087789782015292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-mom.html' title='Super Mom'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4619771370695601140</id><published>2008-05-03T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:37:39.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let him eat cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After naps were over we made cupcakes, and Jessica and Will frosted them all by themselves!  They had lots of fun, and then we all had fun eating them -- especially the birthday boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/SB0Pxz3I5ZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4dinBPJ7Xk/s1600-h/cake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/SB0Pxz3I5ZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4dinBPJ7Xk/s400/cake+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196326893464905106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jonathan has probably had bits of cake and frosting here or there (mostly snuck to him by his father!!), but this was his first cupcake to eat as he pleased, and he loved it!  As you can see from the pictures, he had no reservations smearing that frosting all over his face, hands, shirt, table, floor, etc!  Immediately following the festivities, all the children went straight in the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/SB0Ppj3I5YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BBkNyKqNzC4/s1600-h/cake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/SB0Ppj3I5YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BBkNyKqNzC4/s400/cake+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196326751730984322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were hoping to celebrate at the park, but it turned out to be a rainy day, so once the rain stopped, we all went for a little bike ride instead.  It turned out to be a nice relaxing day, and we got to spend lots of time together, which is always nice.  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  I just wanted to add that Will and I have found lots of joy in the Gorilla Blocks today too.  They are pretty fun!  Will was shooing the kids away as he was trying to build with the blocks.  As he describes it, he was trying to maintain the integrity of a structurally sound superstructure, or as Jessica describes it, he was building a house with windows!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS.  Happy Birthday little Spud!!  We had a fun day (even if you won't remember it!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-4619771370695601140?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4619771370695601140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4619771370695601140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4619771370695601140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4619771370695601140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-him-eat-cake.html' title='Let him eat cake!'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/SB0Pxz3I5ZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4dinBPJ7Xk/s72-c/cake+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-432791862471514017</id><published>2008-05-03T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:46:31.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorilla Blocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByyB8FS12I/AAAAAAAAAbc/psoNQ0Pbs7I/s1600-h/blocks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByyB8FS12I/AAAAAAAAAbc/psoNQ0Pbs7I/s400/blocks+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196223816456656738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the children loved the Gorilla Blocks Grandma Curtis gave Jonathan for his birthday.  Jessica and Will quickly took over building, and Jonathan went from tower to tower tipping them over!!  He then discovered that they were fun to crawl on, stick his head into, and of course -- BITE!  I'm happy to say that the hardy blocks withstood all of Jonathan's investigating, including the biting!  Somebody over at the factory was thinking on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByx8MFS11I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GgyJNAvy1Pc/s1600-h/blocks+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByx8MFS11I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GgyJNAvy1Pc/s400/blocks+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196223717672408914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Jessica and Will posing by the alien Jessica built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByxtMFS10I/AAAAAAAAAbM/0iLB40HMOzs/s1600-h/blocks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByxtMFS10I/AAAAAAAAAbM/0iLB40HMOzs/s400/blocks+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196223459974371138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Grandma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-432791862471514017?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/432791862471514017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=432791862471514017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/432791862471514017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/432791862471514017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/gorilla-blocks.html' title='Gorilla Blocks'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByyB8FS12I/AAAAAAAAAbc/psoNQ0Pbs7I/s72-c/blocks+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-9056633475682626629</id><published>2008-05-03T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:08:43.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jonathan!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByNecFS1zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HCQf9aDLf4Y/s1600-h/jonathan+one+years+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByNecFS1zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HCQf9aDLf4Y/s400/jonathan+one+years+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196183624152700722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dear Sweet Jonathan,   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can't believe it's already been a year since you were born.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems like just a few weeks ago that you were lying in my arms in the hospital looking around at everything wide-eyed and curious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems like just a few weeks ago that you were cuddling up and falling asleep on my chest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just a few weeks ago that you were sleeping in our bed and reaching out to touch my face so you could fall asleep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just a few weeks since you’ve wanted to nurse every few hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just a few weeks since we could put you anywhere, and not have to worry about you rolling off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And now look at you!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have learned to roll, sit, crawl and walk – and sleep in your own crib!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are eating table foods, and drinking milk out of a cup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are playing with toys and can entertain yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are trying your hardest to keep up with your brother and sister.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You love to laugh, and you love to make us laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have an infectious smile that spreads across your whole face!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You love to go outside, and every time the door opens you race over to see if someone will let you out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are mostly calm and laid back, and content to watch things happen around you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, you’ve developed a bit of a temper when it comes to someone taking something away from you, or preventing you from going somewhere you want.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess that’s all part of trying to fight for your rights with two older siblings!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are still so sweet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You still love to cuddle, and every morning before we get up for the day Daddy puts you in bed next to me so we can enjoy a few moments together before everyone else gets up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You snuggle in close and lay your head on my chest, just like you used to do when you were a baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The last few weeks you have become very attached to me.  You cry if I put you down, or give you to Daddy.  You rarely want to leave my side!  I know that even these moments will be gone all too soon,&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so in the meantime I cherish them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t want to forget these precious times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that there will be many many precious moments with you to come, and I can’t wait to be there cheering you on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Soon you will be talking, and running, and then before I know it you will be off to school!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m grateful for the times I can look back and remember the little baby you were and I’m grateful for the glimpses that I see of the little boy you are becoming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you, and am so glad that you are part of our family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;: )&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-9056633475682626629?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/9056633475682626629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=9056633475682626629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/9056633475682626629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/9056633475682626629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-jonathan.html' title='Happy Birthday Jonathan!!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SByNecFS1zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HCQf9aDLf4Y/s72-c/jonathan+one+years+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6656578351792018797</id><published>2008-04-24T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T13:13:32.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From tender to terrible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any guesses why our little cherub is so upset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SBDpIsFS1sI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0o0SvOKaIqk/s1600-h/jonathan+temper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SBDpIsFS1sI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0o0SvOKaIqk/s400/jonathan+temper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192906705839773378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's true, he's turning out to have quite the personality!  Hmmmm, I guess this shouldn't really surprise me, but he's been so sweet for so long.  : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Answer to the question: We took the remote control away!*&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/7418205785023496649-6656578351792018797?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6656578351792018797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6656578351792018797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6656578351792018797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6656578351792018797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-tender-to-terrible.html' title='From tender to terrible!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/SBDpIsFS1sI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0o0SvOKaIqk/s72-c/jonathan+temper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-8821867490816199780</id><published>2008-04-23T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:16:22.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime invasion, 2nd view.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80d769b9f3e5ad0f" 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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80d769b9f3e5ad0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5228A546B822EEB5150E9D86AF21D617E95AB022.34B33B4C2363BFEE36C7E6687A78E45F25936AE1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80d769b9f3e5ad0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzpFjNOMTVjFMXGSPUMoQrYLEfh0&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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80d769b9f3e5ad0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5228A546B822EEB5150E9D86AF21D617E95AB022.34B33B4C2363BFEE36C7E6687A78E45F25936AE1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80d769b9f3e5ad0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzpFjNOMTVjFMXGSPUMoQrYLEfh0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-8821867490816199780?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80d769b9f3e5ad0f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8821867490816199780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=8821867490816199780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8821867490816199780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8821867490816199780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/bedtime-invasion-2nd-view.html' title='Bedtime invasion, 2nd view.'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6916834497327742818</id><published>2008-04-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:09:11.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime invasion ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98afc212776615e9" 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://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98afc212776615e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C205A214E731B13A204F0883F8853DB7E37D68B.775D3F72BEA098464A95C308D72D3E14F42AD063%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98afc212776615e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLqoVSmI60-12dxvNvRkl-r-tYPo&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://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98afc212776615e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C205A214E731B13A204F0883F8853DB7E37D68B.775D3F72BEA098464A95C308D72D3E14F42AD063%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98afc212776615e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLqoVSmI60-12dxvNvRkl-r-tYPo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go through this almost every night when Jessica and Will are in bed before Jonathan.  Jonathan loves to make his brother and sister laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-6916834497327742818?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=98afc212776615e9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6916834497327742818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6916834497327742818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6916834497327742818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6916834497327742818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/bedtime-invasion.html' title='Bedtime invasion ...'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-7928065004185221154</id><published>2008-04-19T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:31:20.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica loves to dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28e71d9b9cf74e3b" 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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28e71d9b9cf74e3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EBD85E15A55B3CA69E2E8B365AB32DD4ACB349D.76BA254D6BF286339022432D5C7827A802C2A267%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28e71d9b9cf74e3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjKEurnHulgM6BwC4jc9LysGPt9k&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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28e71d9b9cf74e3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EBD85E15A55B3CA69E2E8B365AB32DD4ACB349D.76BA254D6BF286339022432D5C7827A802C2A267%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28e71d9b9cf74e3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjKEurnHulgM6BwC4jc9LysGPt9k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-7928065004185221154?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=28e71d9b9cf74e3b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7928065004185221154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=7928065004185221154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7928065004185221154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7928065004185221154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/jessica-loves-to-dance.html' title='Jessica loves to dance'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6759916590480874794</id><published>2008-04-19T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:01:59.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the sprinklers</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd try to upload my videos to you tube and then link to them to see if that was any easier or quicker.  I don't think it is, and the quality is pretty bad!  : (&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the video, Jessica and Will were having so much fun playing in the sprinklers.  Everytime Jessica and Will would go between a sprinkler they would yell, "split!"  They also loved counting to 5 and then running around!  It might be kind of hard to notice on the video, but they took their shoes off a bit before I shot this and put them over a few sprinkler heads to make the water spray in different directions!  I love watching them having so much fun -- and getting along!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HGfkYJdKVM4"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HGfkYJdKVM4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-6759916590480874794?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6759916590480874794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6759916590480874794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6759916590480874794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6759916590480874794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/playing-in-sprinklers.html' title='Playing in the sprinklers'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-567961064143656920</id><published>2008-04-12T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T08:40:53.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another clip of Jonathan walking ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9df5b7e85d44dd4f" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9df5b7e85d44dd4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44989F8A979F6CA864F257064F64DF59519FD736.51E1CD1D5A28AFC1A445D03B79598BFC6E52A43E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9df5b7e85d44dd4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjuMHbE9alnqupo37Bl9m2xYKqMk&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9df5b7e85d44dd4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44989F8A979F6CA864F257064F64DF59519FD736.51E1CD1D5A28AFC1A445D03B79598BFC6E52A43E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9df5b7e85d44dd4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjuMHbE9alnqupo37Bl9m2xYKqMk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-567961064143656920?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9df5b7e85d44dd4f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/567961064143656920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=567961064143656920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/567961064143656920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/567961064143656920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-clip-of-jonathan-walking.html' title='another clip of Jonathan walking ...'/><author><name>J. Willard Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288028890046999258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aTcfLxBksJM/R-3Qu8liwEI/AAAAAAAAADM/7DWBTJCkW6Q/S220/will+favorite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-497602248684313743</id><published>2008-04-11T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:23:22.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan walks ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa13d6436b015626" 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://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa13d6436b015626%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60D2E57E572468F77789A512988CC6E321BC2ED8.9720472DA4765F8541E366EA863D60983E3FB1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa13d6436b015626%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLH9-IAVTzNFGGpA7mzi1OejRRz8&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://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa13d6436b015626%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60D2E57E572468F77789A512988CC6E321BC2ED8.9720472DA4765F8541E366EA863D60983E3FB1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa13d6436b015626%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLH9-IAVTzNFGGpA7mzi1OejRRz8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-497602248684313743?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fa13d6436b015626&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/497602248684313743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=497602248684313743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/497602248684313743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/497602248684313743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/jonathan-walks.html' title='Jonathan walks ...'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1688628432719699295</id><published>2008-04-07T15:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:36:40.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest pics of Jonathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qhTtBbmVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/p5clR3RdJvQ/s1600-h/jonathan+hat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qhTtBbmVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/p5clR3RdJvQ/s400/jonathan+hat+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186635280745732434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Jessica and Willbon were busy running through the sprinklers, I took a few minutes to snap these pictures of Jonathan with my new lens.  Notice the dirt on his face!!  He was trying to eat the dirt from the garden like a typical boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qhC9BbmUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/1GAMbl7zlmU/s1600-h/jonathan+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qhC9BbmUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/1GAMbl7zlmU/s400/jonathan+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186634992982923586" 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/7418205785023496649-1688628432719699295?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1688628432719699295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1688628432719699295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1688628432719699295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1688628432719699295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-latest-pics-of-jonathan.html' title='My latest pics of Jonathan'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qhTtBbmVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/p5clR3RdJvQ/s72-c/jonathan+hat+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3647223213391814089</id><published>2008-04-07T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:31:40.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in the Sprinklers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a week of on-and-off rain, Jessica and Will were tired of being cooped up inside the house.  Today was finally a nice sunny warm day, so we decided to  go play in the sprinklers.  Jessica and Will had lots of fun, and Jonathan enjoyed  himself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qgJNBbmTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/-B7txw42oJM/s1600-h/sprinklers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qgJNBbmTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/-B7txw42oJM/s400/sprinklers+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186634000845478194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qf_dBbmSI/AAAAAAAAAW8/eV5AbK3RHKA/s1600-h/sprinklers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qf_dBbmSI/AAAAAAAAAW8/eV5AbK3RHKA/s400/sprinklers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186633833341753634" 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/7418205785023496649-3647223213391814089?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3647223213391814089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3647223213391814089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3647223213391814089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3647223213391814089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/running-in-sprinklers.html' title='Running in the Sprinklers'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_qgJNBbmTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/-B7txw42oJM/s72-c/sprinklers+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5604434890507269961</id><published>2008-04-06T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:43:44.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of Jonathan Clapping</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me!!  I got a new camcorder for my birthday, as well as a new lens and flash for my still camera, and Guitar Hero 2 and the movie Enchanted!!  Wow!  I made out like a bandit this year!  : )  Thanks everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;We are testing out the new camcorder, and trying to figure out the easiest way to get videos to the blog. &lt;a href="http://technoutopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-camcorder-baby-clapping.html"&gt;!CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt; , and then push the play button, to see a video of Jonathan standing and clapping on Will's blog.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we get everything figured out I'll get a video of Jonathan walking!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5604434890507269961?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5604434890507269961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5604434890507269961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5604434890507269961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5604434890507269961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/video-of-jonathan-clapping.html' title='Video of Jonathan Clapping'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-7794215554552381531</id><published>2008-04-01T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:50:29.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another little troublemaker</title><content type='html'>Well, I think I can make it official!  Jonathan is following closely behind in the footsteps of his older brother (--and sister!).  It's amazing how much more of their personality comes out when they are more mobile.  Now that Jonathan is getting more steady on his feet, and he is not afraid to travel the house alone, we are starting to see his mischievous side! &lt;br /&gt;It started after he learned to crawl, and he headed straight for the kitchen trash can and proceeded to knock it over and play with the trash he found!  Then he discovered the toilets, and then the tub and showers.  After that he decided his new favorite place to play was the fireplace!  He was constantly sneaking over to try and play in the ashes.  The latest conquest has been the kitchen cupboards.  Now that he can stand up, he loves to open and shut the cupboards, and while he's there he finds joy in emptying them of their contents!  Thankfully some of our cupboards are childproofed (and soon they all will be!!), but of course, Jonathan has discovered which ones are open and he heads straight for them!  Yesterday he found a glass pitcher that he thought he would try and bang against the tile to see what would happen.  : /  A huge crash, and lots of shattered glass later, we made it official -- Jonathan is another little troublemaker!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-7794215554552381531?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7794215554552381531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=7794215554552381531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7794215554552381531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7794215554552381531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-little-troublemaker.html' title='another little troublemaker'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-8423906218108944054</id><published>2008-03-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:43:05.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've all finally gotten over an ugly flu bug.  First Will and Jonathan had it, then the next day Jessica and I had it, and then yesterday Willbon got it.  : /  It was definately NOT fun, but thankfully we're all better now.&lt;br /&gt;It's always hard for me when the kids are sick, because I don't always know what to do to help them feel better.  (Especially when it's the flu, and a bowl of ice-cream doesn't help!)  Well, this time around, when I was sick I just wanted to lay in the tub, so I figured maybe the kids would like that as well.  They did!  especially Will.  I think it's amazing that even when he is sick, and hasn't had anything to eat or drink, and has been throwing up, he still has this sparkle in his eyes.  He's a sweet precious boy!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AladBbmRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Bc8ICOEcPy0/s1600-h/will+bathtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AladBbmRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Bc8ICOEcPy0/s400/will+bathtime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183684307500898578" 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/7418205785023496649-8423906218108944054?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8423906218108944054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=8423906218108944054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8423906218108944054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8423906218108944054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick.html' title='sick?!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AladBbmRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Bc8ICOEcPy0/s72-c/will+bathtime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3791827210391906181</id><published>2008-03-30T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:33:30.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't get much cuter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AjMdBbmQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/B9HyUPv1Y1o/s1600-h/tongue+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AjMdBbmQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/B9HyUPv1Y1o/s400/tongue+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183681867959474434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan loves to stick out his little tongue!!  I think it's so cute -- but you can judge for yourselves!&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/7418205785023496649-3791827210391906181?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3791827210391906181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3791827210391906181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3791827210391906181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3791827210391906181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/doesnt-get-much-cuter.html' title='Doesn&apos;t get much cuter!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_AjMdBbmQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/B9HyUPv1Y1o/s72-c/tongue+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1065919233688420667</id><published>2008-03-30T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:20:37.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan standing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_Ai4dBbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5sZVmg82zdI/s1600-h/standing+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_Ai4dBbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5sZVmg82zdI/s400/standing+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183681524362090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some pictures when Jonathan was standing up all by himself!&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/7418205785023496649-1065919233688420667?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1065919233688420667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1065919233688420667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1065919233688420667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1065919233688420667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/jonathan-standing-up.html' title='Jonathan standing up'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R_Ai4dBbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5sZVmg82zdI/s72-c/standing+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1529431045503318797</id><published>2008-03-30T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:19:27.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan's first steps!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Jonathan decided that he liked to stand all by himself. He would stand for around 10 seconds, and then reach out for me to hold him. This morning I stood him up to see if he would still do it, and after standing for a few seconds he took a step toward me and then stopped, and then another step, and then stopped and then three more!! 5 steps!! Jessica was with me, and we both clapped and cheered him on!! In less than a week Jonathan will be 11 months old. It's pretty amazing, but somehow he's managing to move those bulky thighs, and he's pretty stable!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-1529431045503318797?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1529431045503318797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1529431045503318797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1529431045503318797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1529431045503318797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/jonathans-first-steps_30.html' title='Jonathan&apos;s first steps!!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-8697655192347250474</id><published>2008-03-29T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:26:16.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of  Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since the kids were getting tired of me practicing on them, I got another target -- Will!!  I think we got some really great pictures.  Here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XFNBbl9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/QUnT23GjojQ/s1600-h/will+favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XFNBbl9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/QUnT23GjojQ/s400/will+favorite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183246336800823250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XtdBbl_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/izikGlut60o/s1600-h/will+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XtdBbl_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/izikGlut60o/s400/will+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247028290557938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XWdBbl-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y4hdgLkPPuk/s1600-h/will+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XWdBbl-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y4hdgLkPPuk/s400/will+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183246633153566690" 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/7418205785023496649-8697655192347250474?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8697655192347250474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=8697655192347250474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8697655192347250474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8697655192347250474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics-of-will.html' title='Pics of  Will'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-6XFNBbl9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/QUnT23GjojQ/s72-c/will+favorite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3398651588174657669</id><published>2008-03-26T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:54:14.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with my camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been having lots of fun the last few days playing around with my camera and photo editing software.  Here are some of the pictures I've been working on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pVR9Bbl6I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QJghyhVQiGQ/s1600-h/portrait+jessi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pVR9Bbl6I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QJghyhVQiGQ/s400/portrait+jessi+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182048088169879458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUp9Bbl5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EeT6mP0-Ez4/s1600-h/portrait+jonathan+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUp9Bbl5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EeT6mP0-Ez4/s400/portrait+jonathan+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182047400975112082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUa9Bbl4I/AAAAAAAAATs/7NijONAtauE/s1600-h/portrait+jonathan+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUa9Bbl4I/AAAAAAAAATs/7NijONAtauE/s400/portrait+jonathan+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182047143277074306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUI9Bbl3I/AAAAAAAAATk/4A_zJ9S4wuE/s1600-h/portrait+jessi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pUI9Bbl3I/AAAAAAAAATk/4A_zJ9S4wuE/s400/portrait+jessi+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182046834039428978" 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/7418205785023496649-3398651588174657669?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3398651588174657669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3398651588174657669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3398651588174657669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3398651588174657669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/playing-with-my-camera.html' title='playing with my camera'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pVR9Bbl6I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QJghyhVQiGQ/s72-c/portrait+jessi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3883955379293348934</id><published>2008-03-26T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:45:26.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter pictures at the landing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pTSdBbl2I/AAAAAAAAATc/rZl7MJAp52s/s1600-h/picture+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pTSdBbl2I/AAAAAAAAATc/rZl7MJAp52s/s400/picture+24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182045897736558434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pS9tBbl1I/AAAAAAAAATU/DvirAv4kaoM/s1600-h/picture+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pS9tBbl1I/AAAAAAAAATU/DvirAv4kaoM/s400/picture+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182045541254272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSq9Bbl0I/AAAAAAAAATM/OqLrE_zT59U/s1600-h/picture+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSq9Bbl0I/AAAAAAAAATM/OqLrE_zT59U/s400/picture+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182045219131725634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSVNBblzI/AAAAAAAAATE/ONVVVnoRtHQ/s1600-h/picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSVNBblzI/AAAAAAAAATE/ONVVVnoRtHQ/s400/picture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182044845469570866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSFtBblyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dj16Zdg_Kmk/s1600-h/picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pSFtBblyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dj16Zdg_Kmk/s400/picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182044579181598498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pPo9BblxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LIm9C9u_DdI/s1600-h/picture+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pPo9BblxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LIm9C9u_DdI/s400/picture+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182041886237103890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pPRdBblwI/AAAAAAAAASs/_57a4JxIJUk/s1600-h/portrait+jonathan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pPRdBblwI/AAAAAAAAASs/_57a4JxIJUk/s400/portrait+jonathan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182041482510178050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pOcNBblvI/AAAAAAAAASk/pOZ59JYdodM/s1600-h/IMG_9167+8+by+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pOcNBblvI/AAAAAAAAASk/pOZ59JYdodM/s400/IMG_9167+8+by+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182040567682143986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pNddBbluI/AAAAAAAAASc/-WawM0rrk64/s1600-h/will+at+the+landing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pNddBbluI/AAAAAAAAASc/-WawM0rrk64/s400/will+at+the+landing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182039489645352674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pHCdBbltI/AAAAAAAAASU/wy_csD4-MAo/s1600-h/will+at+the+landing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pHCdBbltI/AAAAAAAAASU/wy_csD4-MAo/s400/will+at+the+landing+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182032428719118034" 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/7418205785023496649-3883955379293348934?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3883955379293348934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3883955379293348934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3883955379293348934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3883955379293348934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-pictures-at-landing.html' title='Easter pictures at the landing'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R-pTSdBbl2I/AAAAAAAAATc/rZl7MJAp52s/s72-c/picture+24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-171208779788437199</id><published>2008-03-12T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:45:41.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gramma coming?</title><content type='html'>Willbon has had a one track mind for about three days now.  We told him and Jessica that Grandma and Grandpa were coming to visit, and Will can't get over it.  Everyday he asks me over and over again, "My Gramma Coming?"  I couldn't believe how much he asked, so this morning I decided I was going to count how many times he talked about Gramma coming. &lt;br /&gt;When I reached 30 times . . . and it wasn't even 9:30 am!! . . . I decided to just say -- A LOT!!  And that doesn't include the 5 people he saw this morning while we were dropping Jessica off at school that he told, "My Gramma coming in 5 days!" &lt;br /&gt;I guess he is very very very excited!!!  Hopefully he won't drive us all crazy the next few days, but this kid sure is thinking about Gramma coming ALL day long!&lt;br /&gt;We are all excited, but this time, especially Willbon!  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-171208779788437199?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/171208779788437199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=171208779788437199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/171208779788437199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/171208779788437199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-gramma-coming.html' title='My Gramma coming?'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-7037532860433123642</id><published>2008-03-08T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:47:54.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder Thighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out these thighs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9L7UdKQOYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G0QNJzPDFc4/s1600-h/fat+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9L7UdKQOYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G0QNJzPDFc4/s320/fat+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175475250645711234" 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/7418205785023496649-7037532860433123642?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7037532860433123642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=7037532860433123642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7037532860433123642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7037532860433123642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/thunder-thighs.html' title='Thunder Thighs'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9L7UdKQOYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G0QNJzPDFc4/s72-c/fat+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4267209102401113582</id><published>2008-03-07T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:47:48.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will can draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will has been content to scribble with crayons and pens for awhile now.  Mostly he likes to draw on the carpet and walls and couches and chairs, but something happened around Valentine's day.  He decided it was time to start drawing actual things instead of just scribbles.  He started with a smiley-face, and then started drawing scary pumpkins (jack-o-lanterns), and then he surprised me with this octopus.  It even has 8 legs!!   Good job Will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GaytKQOXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1-YDJ9lKWS0/s1600-h/octopus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GaytKQOXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1-YDJ9lKWS0/s320/octopus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175087642732149106" 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/7418205785023496649-4267209102401113582?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4267209102401113582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4267209102401113582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4267209102401113582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4267209102401113582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/will-can-draw.html' title='Will can draw'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GaytKQOXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1-YDJ9lKWS0/s72-c/octopus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4316403767068790347</id><published>2008-03-07T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:25:51.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan has 4 little teeth now. Two on the top and two on the bottom. They have been causing problems at night, but now that they are out we're all doing much better.&lt;br /&gt;(Now on to the next two that are about to pop through!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GH3dKQOWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NxLoT4WyZKY/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GH3dKQOWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NxLoT4WyZKY/s320/teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175066833615599970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying to get pictures of Jonathan's teeth, and he sneezed!  I had to snap the picture.  &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe he is 10 months old already!  He is getting more and more steady on his feet.  He likes to do circles around our coffee table, and he loves to pull up on our french doors and look at his reflection in the glass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GHotKQOVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tGpVYinQlJQ/s1600-h/sneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GHotKQOVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tGpVYinQlJQ/s320/sneeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175066580212529490" 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/7418205785023496649-4316403767068790347?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4316403767068790347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4316403767068790347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4316403767068790347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4316403767068790347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/03/4-teeth.html' title='4 teeth!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R9GH3dKQOWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NxLoT4WyZKY/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3013841822531272327</id><published>2008-02-16T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:08:47.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Valentines Day.  Jessica and Will both had Valentine's parties at pre-school, and they had so much fun decorating cards for all their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7eypDUm5hI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J74k1p720tE/s1600-h/IMG_8849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7eypDUm5hI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J74k1p720tE/s320/IMG_8849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167795515767055890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will learned how to draw a smiley face, and he had to put one on every card -- some of the cards had two or three!!  He also is getting better at writing a "W" for his name.  Usually he draws about 10 lines going up and down while saying, "Down-Up-Down-Up" and then he continues drawing about 5 more down-ups before he's done.  Now he draws three of the lines consecutively, and the fourth line separately.  It works pretty well, and definitely an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7eyyjUm5iI/AAAAAAAAANY/zDC8C-KlN6k/s1600-h/IMG_8850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7eyyjUm5iI/AAAAAAAAANY/zDC8C-KlN6k/s320/IMG_8850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167795678975813154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica was telling me all the people that she loved that she wanted to ask if they would be her Valentine.  (It ended up being about her entire class!)  When I picked her up from school this little boy named Davis said "Bye Jessica" in a very flirty way, and Jessica turned back and said, "Bye Davis" while swaying her hips and moving her shoulders.  I looked at her with an inquisitive stare, and she turned bright red!!  She then admitted that she had a secret to tell me, that she and Davis were in love.  : )  Oh dear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7ey8TUm5jI/AAAAAAAAANg/XSTmQnaJbH4/s1600-h/IMG_8853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7ey8TUm5jI/AAAAAAAAANg/XSTmQnaJbH4/s320/IMG_8853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167795846479537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will and I decided to make chocolate-covered strawberries, and now they are our new favorite!! They were soooooo good!  In fact, I just went back and got 3 more cartons of strawberries so that we can make more.  (I guess it's my new weakness!)&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/7418205785023496649-3013841822531272327?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3013841822531272327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3013841822531272327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3013841822531272327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3013841822531272327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7eypDUm5hI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J74k1p720tE/s72-c/IMG_8849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1295220647952228975</id><published>2008-02-14T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T08:06:52.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little troublemaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Willbon is a such a typical boy!!  He is into everything that's dirty, messy, gross, or not allowed.  The following pictures I can post, because I was not home at the time (--good babysitting Honey!!  J/K, I couldn't give Will a hard time because the kids do all sorts of things that they're not supposed to on my watch too!)  Anyway, I came home to find Will, and all his blankets, pillows, toys, floor, wall, port-a-crib, and many other things, COVERED in powder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RmlzUm5gI/AAAAAAAAANI/L3VyoQwHc7c/s1600-h/will+in+powder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RmlzUm5gI/AAAAAAAAANI/L3VyoQwHc7c/s320/will+in+powder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166867472118638082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first walked in I thought there was a fire there was so much white smoke in the air.  Come to find out it was just my dear sweet 3 year old!  He said, "Look Mommy, Will a ghost!"  I told him to stay put while I got my camera, and then he was going to help me clean up!  I think the look on his face is precious.  A little pouty, but hiding a little smile!!  It just goes to show you that he wasn't trying to be bad, he just wanted to be a ghost.&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/7418205785023496649-1295220647952228975?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1295220647952228975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1295220647952228975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1295220647952228975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1295220647952228975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-little-troublemaker.html' title='My little troublemaker'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RmlzUm5gI/AAAAAAAAANI/L3VyoQwHc7c/s72-c/will+in+powder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3748485426770924917</id><published>2008-02-14T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:52:04.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our ward had a family Pinewood Derby Activity, and so we decided to make a car for Jessica and a car for Will to enter in the derby.  Will's car had to be red, like Lightning McQueen, and Jessica's car had to be pink -- surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RjMjUm5fI/AAAAAAAAANA/zKiVbeS7qLQ/s1600-h/IMG_8808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RjMjUm5fI/AAAAAAAAANA/zKiVbeS7qLQ/s320/IMG_8808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166863739792057842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will's car won the first race, and then was eliminated in the following race.  He did not mind one bit though, because that meant that he could play with his car instead of giving it back to the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7Ri7jUm5eI/AAAAAAAAAM4/y7irInrB5VE/s1600-h/IMG_8784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7Ri7jUm5eI/AAAAAAAAAM4/y7irInrB5VE/s320/IMG_8784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166863447734281698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica's car was fast. She won the first two races by a landslide, and made it to the final round as one of 4 undefeated cars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RhyjUm5dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0_16iDrNlyg/s1600-h/IMG_8801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RhyjUm5dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0_16iDrNlyg/s320/IMG_8801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166862193603831250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, her cute, sparkly pink car didn't quite hold up in the finals.  She ended up being fourth place.  She didn't seem to mind either.  She told me, "That's OK Mom, I'll still get a ribbon!"  However, later that night she cried a little bit because her car lost.  We talked about how all the people that beat her were boys that were several years older than she was, and they had had lots of practice.  She was content with that and we had a good opportunity to talk to her about how winning isn't everything, and we can't win all the time, and even though she didn't get first place that it was still a lot of fun.  She said she can't wait 'till next time!&lt;br /&gt;Next time we'll have to have Grandpa Jon, or Gramma Lynnie give us a few pointers on how to improve our cars! &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/7418205785023496649-3748485426770924917?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3748485426770924917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3748485426770924917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3748485426770924917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3748485426770924917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/02/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RjMjUm5fI/AAAAAAAAANA/zKiVbeS7qLQ/s72-c/IMG_8808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3965668532393972854</id><published>2008-02-14T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:33:27.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crawling . . . good news and bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan is officially crawling around everywhere.  For awhile he could only scoot or make his way around backwards, but he has finally figured out how to crawl, and he loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RdGzUm5bI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yeyIQk4t5ng/s1600-h/IMG_8351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RdGzUm5bI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yeyIQk4t5ng/s320/IMG_8351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166857043938043314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan gets upset when he gets left alone in a room, or somebody walks by him without picking him up or playing with him, but now, he can crawl after us if we try to leave him.  It's kind of fun to put in him down in the living room, and then see him come crawling around the corner into the kitchen.  HE always has a big grin when we spot him, or he'll often laugh out loud.  I can tell he's so pleased with himself.  However, the big problem is I have to make sure my floors are clean (all my floors!), and there are no stray papers or dirt or small toys that he can find.  That is a challenge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RfJjUm5cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Tl7gw44dCVQ/s1600-h/IMG_8334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RfJjUm5cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Tl7gw44dCVQ/s320/IMG_8334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166859290205939138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he also pulled himself up from sitting to standing using the edge of the tub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-3965668532393972854?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3965668532393972854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3965668532393972854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3965668532393972854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3965668532393972854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/02/crawling-good-news-and-bad.html' title='crawling . . . good news and bad'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7RdGzUm5bI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yeyIQk4t5ng/s72-c/IMG_8351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-7219528840207522432</id><published>2008-02-13T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:01:03.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jessica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7OgxjUm5aI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uaFuKvJI7ss/s1600-h/IMG_8393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7OgxjUm5aI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uaFuKvJI7ss/s320/IMG_8393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166649970679801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so it's been almost a month since Jessica's birthday, but I'm finally getting around to posting some pictures.  We had a lot of fun at her party, her "mermaid-fairy-princess party".  : )  I can't believe that she is 5 years old!  The time has seemed to fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7OfvzUm5YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/h0cvRttOUJM/s1600-h/IMG_8388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7OfvzUm5YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/h0cvRttOUJM/s320/IMG_8388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166648841103402370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a castle cake, and I think it turned out pretty cute.  After spending so much time on it, I'm not sure why I don't just order a cake from Sams.  : /  Oh well.  Jessica was happy, so that's what counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-7219528840207522432?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7219528840207522432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=7219528840207522432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7219528840207522432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/7219528840207522432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-jessica.html' title='Happy Birthday Jessica!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R7OgxjUm5aI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uaFuKvJI7ss/s72-c/IMG_8393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5011505593092685669</id><published>2007-12-31T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:27:37.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Years Eve everyone.  We decided to do a few fireworks before putting Jessica and Will in bed.  It was fun and very casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3mWVnmhINI/AAAAAAAAALU/1Y6Q-L9KJKI/s1600-h/fireworks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3mWVnmhINI/AAAAAAAAALU/1Y6Q-L9KJKI/s320/fireworks+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150312947026829522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will and I were deciding if we wanted to do anything with our friends, or invite some people over, but we weren't sure if we'd be up to staying up 'till midnight.  : /  I guess we're getting old and boring.  Anyway, we at least celebrated with the kids, even if it was at 6:00 pm instead of midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3mWG3mhIMI/AAAAAAAAALM/jnxuZj1HVmA/s1600-h/fireworks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3mWG3mhIMI/AAAAAAAAALM/jnxuZj1HVmA/s320/fireworks+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150312693623759042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Notice the shorts?!  It is a cool 60 degrees tonight.  I love Florida!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5011505593092685669?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5011505593092685669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5011505593092685669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5011505593092685669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5011505593092685669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3mWVnmhINI/AAAAAAAAALU/1Y6Q-L9KJKI/s72-c/fireworks+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-730415191509965003</id><published>2007-12-31T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:05:54.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love my craft cutter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a digital craft cutter for Christmas, and I love it!  I got it to help me with my scrapbooking, but I'm having lots of fun using it to cut vinyl for my walls.  Here's my latest project.  This is a picture of one of our walls in our great room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3kvX3mhILI/AAAAAAAAALE/xdRrJx6m4EY/s1600-h/wall+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3kvX3mhILI/AAAAAAAAALE/xdRrJx6m4EY/s320/wall+picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150199735983874226" 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/7418205785023496649-730415191509965003?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/730415191509965003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=730415191509965003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/730415191509965003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/730415191509965003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-my-craft-cutter.html' title='Love my craft cutter!!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3kvX3mhILI/AAAAAAAAALE/xdRrJx6m4EY/s72-c/wall+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3162089450144347887</id><published>2007-12-30T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T15:35:46.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Curtis home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Christmas this year.  Jessica (almost 5 now!) is the perfect age for enjoying everything about Christmas.  She wrote a list to Santa and loved the advent calendars counting down the days 'till Christmas.  She loved the Christmas songs and especially all the presents under the tree!  Willbon (3) didn't seem to grasp everything that was going on, but he understood the presents!  It was a miracle that the gifts under the tree prior to Christmas actually made it 'till the 25th without being opened!  It was so fun hearing Jessica and Will out in the living room early Christmas morning as they looked at the presents Santa had brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will's family drove out to spend Christmas with us, and we had a lot of fun.  Jessica and Will never seemed to run out of energy (not that that's surprising!) and Jonathan was content so long as someone was holding him or paying attention to him (also not surprising!).  We had a nice time together watching movies, playing games, watching the children, and eating WAY TOO MANY sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jessica and Will had a Christmas program at the preschool, and I am so glad that I was there with my camera.  Will was in a BAD mood, and during the whole program he was either crying, hiding on the floor, or plugging his ears while the rest of the children sang.  It was pretty funny (and sad) but mostly I'm glad that I have it all on camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3goIXmhIHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NG0VdEJeGYk/s1600-h/will+at+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3goIXmhIHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NG0VdEJeGYk/s320/will+at+school.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149910298137796722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  During the Thanksgiving program just last month he was up on stage singing louder than anyone else up there and loving every minute of it.  Ahhhh three year olds!!  You just never know how things are going to turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got some new pictures of the three children with their cute Christmas outfits on.   Somehow with 4 adults helping I managed to get a few good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3gpqnmhIKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Kjo5_ii12Ns/s1600-h/IMG_8046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3gpqnmhIKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Kjo5_ii12Ns/s320/IMG_8046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149911986059944098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3go5HmhIII/AAAAAAAAAKs/R48cHciFa4w/s1600-h/will+5+by+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3go5HmhIII/AAAAAAAAAKs/R48cHciFa4w/s320/will+5+by+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149911135656419458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3gpJnmhIJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fD2dCxZYAM4/s1600-h/jon+5+b+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3gpJnmhIJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fD2dCxZYAM4/s320/jon+5+b+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149911419124261010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas, and we hope that you all did too.  I guess I oughta take my tree and decorations down, but I'm putting it off because I want Christmas to last as long as possible.&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/7418205785023496649-3162089450144347887?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3162089450144347887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3162089450144347887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3162089450144347887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3162089450144347887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-at-curtis-home.html' title='Christmas at the Curtis home!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R3goIXmhIHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NG0VdEJeGYk/s72-c/will+at+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2367956713726725008</id><published>2007-12-13T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:49:52.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming the baby's getting fat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry it's been awhile since I posted.  Things around here are pretty crazy.  I have all three children on antibiotics for one thing or another, and poor Jonathan is having some breathing problems.  The doctor thinks he has Bronchiolitis (basically baby asthma), so we've been doing breathing treatments 4 times a day to try and help him breath easier.  It finally seems to be helping, but he's been pretty miserable the last few days.  In the meantime we're trying to get ready for Christmas.  Hopefully we'll all be better by then.  (fingers crossed!)&lt;br /&gt;So despite all the things on my to-do list, I couldn't resist taking a few minutes to get these pictures of Jonathan.  He weighs in at 22 lbs, and I knew I had to get some pictures highlighting all his precious rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmmdqP-hI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WNxBmPFm4rU/s1600-h/IMG_7591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmmdqP-hI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WNxBmPFm4rU/s320/IMG_7591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143575429160892946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmY9qP-gI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K4XpDj9_vMY/s1600-h/IMG_7556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmY9qP-gI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K4XpDj9_vMY/s320/IMG_7556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143575197232658946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmN9qP-fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GEsBliUoC4w/s1600-h/IMG_7513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmN9qP-fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GEsBliUoC4w/s320/IMG_7513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143575008254097906" 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/7418205785023496649-2367956713726725008?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2367956713726725008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2367956713726725008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2367956713726725008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2367956713726725008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming-babys-getting-fat.html' title='Christmas is coming the baby&apos;s getting fat'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/R2GmmdqP-hI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WNxBmPFm4rU/s72-c/IMG_7591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1797768984693049765</id><published>2007-11-06T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:25:20.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan turned 6 months old a few days ago, and out of curiosity I started looking at the pictures of Jessica and Will when they were 6 months old.  I found these three pictures and put them all together for a side-by-side comparison.  First is Jessica, then Willbon, then Jonathan.  They are all the same age in these pictures (give or take a week).  So many people tell me that all our children look the same, but other than the big eyes, the all have a unique look to me.  What do you think?  Who looks like who? or do they all look alike?  (you can click on the picture for a bigger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RzDMfP9b5YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zZj2XyZm1wE/s1600-h/3+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RzDMfP9b5YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zZj2XyZm1wE/s320/3+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129824812807218562" 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/7418205785023496649-1797768984693049765?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1797768984693049765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1797768984693049765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1797768984693049765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1797768984693049765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/11/6-months-old.html' title='6 months old'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RzDMfP9b5YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zZj2XyZm1wE/s72-c/3+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5285663755070737492</id><published>2007-11-02T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:35:08.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started to get pretty cold last week, but we've had a few really nice days in a row.  I thought we better take advantage of the nice weather before it starts getting cold again.  So, we headed off to the park.  Jonathan has been a bystander at our park days a lot, but today I figured he was old enough to enjoy the park from outside of the stroller.  He'll be 6 months old tomorrow, and he was more than ready for his first swing ride!  He loved it!  He didn't mind just sitting in the seat and watching Jessica and Will run around, and when he got a little push he would smile and laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOqv9b5XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IaIlgVxc2pc/s1600-h/park+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOqv9b5XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IaIlgVxc2pc/s320/park+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128279097027061106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Jonathan's first trip down the slide.  He didn't enjoy that as much as the swing, but he didn't complain any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOV_9b5WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LG4KY_RQR8M/s1600-h/park+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOV_9b5WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LG4KY_RQR8M/s320/park+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128278740544775522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessi really surprised me on the swings.  She was pumping all by herself on the big swing.  I got a little nervous because she was going so high!  I asked her how she learned to do that, and she said she just knew how.  (They have swings at her school, so I'm guessing she's had lots of practice.)  Also, if you notice her shirt, we got a fun Halloween package from Grandma Curtis (thanks Grandma!), and Jessica decorated her shirt with all the stickers she got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOMf9b5VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JJvx2CXi1Lw/s1600-h/park+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOMf9b5VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JJvx2CXi1Lw/s320/park+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128278577336018258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Will and Jonathan sharing a laugh at the park.  It was fun to have Will join us when he got off work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytN9P9b5UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IPUUuhkrEDc/s1600-h/park+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytN9P9b5UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IPUUuhkrEDc/s320/park+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128278315343013186" 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/7418205785023496649-5285663755070737492?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5285663755070737492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5285663755070737492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5285663755070737492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5285663755070737492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/11/park-day.html' title='Park Day'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RytOqv9b5XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IaIlgVxc2pc/s72-c/park+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3753355561387358641</id><published>2007-11-01T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:47:15.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had lots of fun this year for Halloween, but it did get a bit crazy.  Between Pre-school and church and neighborhood trick-or-treating, we were busy for two straight days.  Jessica and Will did really well despite the late nights and all the dressing up.  They had a lot of fun, and got WAY too much candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOTf9b5TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mfX6tweuw-8/s1600-h/halloween+jessi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOTf9b5TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mfX6tweuw-8/s320/halloween+jessi+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127926853874214194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica was Tinkerbell, and she was a very beautiful Tink.  I borrowed a costume from a friend, but it didn't meet Jessica's standards, so I ended up making her one myself.  (This girl is SOOO particular!!)  From the hair to the shoes Jessica knew exactly what she wanted to look like.  There were severeal other Tinkerbells that we saw, and Jessica kept telling me, "Mom, they are just fairies.  There is only one Tinkerbell and that's me!"  : ) She "flew" around all night and never did seem to tire.  She loved telling everybody that we saw that she was Tinkerbell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoONf9b5SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ALoPpqr6w04/s1600-h/halloween+jessi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoONf9b5SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ALoPpqr6w04/s320/halloween+jessi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127926750794999074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Willbon was Captain Hook.  He loved being a pirate, and he sure did put on a show.  At first he wouldn't say anything to anybody, but by the end of the night he was saying all sorts of Pirate speak -- "Arrrrrrgh" was his favorite, but he threw in a few "Yo Ho Ho!" and "Ahoy Matey"s.  He loved that he got to carry around a hook all night.  He called it his 'sharp'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOHP9b5RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8nmlatBvMOs/s1600-h/halloween+will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOHP9b5RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8nmlatBvMOs/s320/halloween+will.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127926643420816658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't really dress-up Jonathan, but luckily he barely fit into Wills old Halloween outfit.   At 20 pounds and almost 6 months we should have dressed him up like a pumpkin.  He slept through the trick-or-treating while Will pushed him in the stroller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOBf9b5QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p4qNW_cpFtQ/s1600-h/halloween+jonathan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOBf9b5QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p4qNW_cpFtQ/s320/halloween+jonathan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127926544636568834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So another Halloween has come and gone.  It was more fun this year that Jessica and Will are a bit older.  But now I have to figure out what to do with all this candy!!&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/7418205785023496649-3753355561387358641?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3753355561387358641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3753355561387358641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3753355561387358641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3753355561387358641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RyoOTf9b5TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mfX6tweuw-8/s72-c/halloween+jessi+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1519390629890993119</id><published>2007-10-15T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T16:54:48.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just so lovable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've started scrapbooking again, so that means the photo shoots are back!  Adding one more child to the mix makes things pretty interesting, but thank goodness for digital cameras.  So far Jonathan seems pretty photogenic, and instead of crying as soon as he sees the camera, he actually smiles!  That's a nice change to Jessica and Will, hopefully it will last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP9oc6fgJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZgfLHEwl4jc/s1600-h/IMG_6759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP9oc6fgJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZgfLHEwl4jc/s320/IMG_6759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121716072648507538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willbon was pretty grumpy during the whole affair, but he was still very tender with his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP4Kc6fgHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/CgK9MT-ITKM/s1600-h/IMG_6764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP4Kc6fgHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/CgK9MT-ITKM/s320/IMG_6764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121710059694293106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica loves to give Jonathan attention, and Jonathan is more than happy to encourage her.  She is good at getting him to laugh and smile, and when he cries she will sing him songs or play toys with him.  She's turning out to be a great big sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP3ic6fgFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vS5GyQwh3zk/s1600-h/IMG_6746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP3ic6fgFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vS5GyQwh3zk/s320/IMG_6746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121709372499525714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the only shots I got where all three kids are actually in the frame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan is cutting teeth, so he's constantly trying to chew on whatever he can get his gums on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP3Yc6fgEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ysajeeIABzQ/s1600-h/IMG_6786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP3Yc6fgEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ysajeeIABzQ/s320/IMG_6786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121709200700833858" 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/7418205785023496649-1519390629890993119?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1519390629890993119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1519390629890993119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1519390629890993119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1519390629890993119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-so-lovable.html' title='just so lovable'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RxP9oc6fgJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZgfLHEwl4jc/s72-c/IMG_6759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5806722008524501765</id><published>2007-10-14T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T14:27:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few new phrases!</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things about Prekindergarten that I like.  Jessica is learning a lot, and having fun at the same time.  She is figuring out the basic concepts of reading, and she is getting really close to being able to read.  She is also making lots of new friends. &lt;br /&gt;However, there are a few things that I don't like so much.  The first is that I am constantly being reminded how fast my baby is growing up.  The other things are more superficial, like the crying over who played with who during recess, and who isn't going to invite Jessica to their birthday party that day.  The other thing is the interesting phrases and words that are constantly popping up in Jessica's daily conversations.  Today Jessica woke up from her nap and said that she was a little hungry.  I asked her if she wanted a string cheese, to which she responded, "What the heck!!   You're a genius!!"  : )  Umm . . . . OK Jessica!!  A little bit over dramatic, but that's my girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5806722008524501765?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5806722008524501765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5806722008524501765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5806722008524501765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5806722008524501765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-new-phrases.html' title='A few new phrases!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1686609855871330136</id><published>2007-10-08T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:34:07.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will'/><title type='text'>Willbon Sings the ABCs</title><content type='html'>Willbon learned his ABCs in pre-school a few months ago, and he just loves singing the song.  Hit the video for his lettered sophistication:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c7aee3ca6e67d12" 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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c7aee3ca6e67d12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61B6842055A604A2850CE724698285EC3F404260.4D1986ED8E7A3895340D91CC8C73DA9DD59E31EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c7aee3ca6e67d12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUu9xmEFWz1jPzWWm3yTKlu1SMTw&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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c7aee3ca6e67d12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61B6842055A604A2850CE724698285EC3F404260.4D1986ED8E7A3895340D91CC8C73DA9DD59E31EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c7aee3ca6e67d12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUu9xmEFWz1jPzWWm3yTKlu1SMTw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-1686609855871330136?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c7aee3ca6e67d12&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1686609855871330136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1686609855871330136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1686609855871330136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1686609855871330136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/10/willbon-sings-abcs.html' title='Willbon Sings the ABCs'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3943267628167797312</id><published>2007-10-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T07:35:02.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan turned 5 months old a few days ago.  I thought I would update you on his progress.  He is getting much more stable and can hold his head up really good when he's on his tummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjths6fgDI/AAAAAAAAAII/tYoLQ3OBG_k/s1600-h/tummy+time+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjths6fgDI/AAAAAAAAAII/tYoLQ3OBG_k/s320/tummy+time+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118602139754528818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is also kind of sitting up by himself.  He tips over and starts trying to eat his toes, and occasionally he flings himself backwards or sideways, so we have to watch him, but he's getting close.  He's still cuter than ever and growing by the second! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjtcs6fgCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ya2z9g9_oMk/s1600-h/sitting+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjtcs6fgCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ya2z9g9_oMk/s320/sitting+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118602053855182882" 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/7418205785023496649-3943267628167797312?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3943267628167797312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3943267628167797312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3943267628167797312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3943267628167797312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjths6fgDI/AAAAAAAAAII/tYoLQ3OBG_k/s72-c/tummy+time+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1752527459526887004</id><published>2007-10-07T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T07:21:52.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All by myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the last week or so we've been walking Jessica through the steps of tying her own shoes.  A few days ago she said she was ready to try it all by herself.  I got the camera and off she went, tying a perfect knot!!  Good job Jessica!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjqd86fgBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a1_X6cZgvrw/s1600-h/tying+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjqd86fgBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a1_X6cZgvrw/s320/tying+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118598776795136018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hold both laces -- switch hands -- one side goes through the hole -- pull tight&lt;br /&gt;Make a tree -- the bunny runs around the tree -- the bunny goes through the hole -- pull tight&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/7418205785023496649-1752527459526887004?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1752527459526887004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1752527459526887004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1752527459526887004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1752527459526887004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-by-myself.html' title='All by myself!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rwjqd86fgBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a1_X6cZgvrw/s72-c/tying+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-557500777679276478</id><published>2007-09-25T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:24:27.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first shiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night Jessica was helping Jonathan sit up in the swing when she let him go and he came tumbling out!  He did a pretty good face plant on the legs of the swing, and now he has a nice shiner above his eye.  He recovered quickly and didn't seem too worse for the wear, but we had to get a picture anyway.  His first semi-black eye!!  "Thanks a lot sister!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rvmlbc6fgAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2RR7AM9n0XM/s1600-h/shiner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rvmlbc6fgAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2RR7AM9n0XM/s320/shiner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114300742892486658" 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/7418205785023496649-557500777679276478?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/557500777679276478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=557500777679276478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/557500777679276478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/557500777679276478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-shiner.html' title='My first shiner'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rvmlbc6fgAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2RR7AM9n0XM/s72-c/shiner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4155577517242428226</id><published>2007-09-25T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:13:22.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RvmjnM6ff_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dauaq8qaQRA/s1600-h/water+fun+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RvmjnM6ff_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dauaq8qaQRA/s320/water+fun+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114298745732694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather has started to cool down a bit, so we are able to play outside again.  A few days ago I decided to let Jessica and Will help me wash the car.  It turned into a water fight, and Jessica and Will had a lot of fun!  The car is a bit cleaner too, but that was kind of a side-note to the water fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rvmi4c6ff9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/GjGOhdZ_28A/s1600-h/water+fun+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rvmi4c6ff9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/GjGOhdZ_28A/s320/water+fun+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114297942573809618" 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/7418205785023496649-4155577517242428226?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4155577517242428226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4155577517242428226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4155577517242428226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4155577517242428226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-fun.html' title='Water Fun!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RvmjnM6ff_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dauaq8qaQRA/s72-c/water+fun+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5421042247814802922</id><published>2007-09-20T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:34:40.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>I had a few things to report on, so i thought I'd quickly mention some things.  Will got home from Colorado, and we were excited to see him and have him back.  Will kept bragging about the weather in Colorado, but what he didn't know is how nice the weather was here!!  It's actually been cool this week, and it's so nice.  Usually summer is so hot and humid and sticky that we try and limit our outside time to walking to the car and back to the house.  But finally the weather is nice and cool.  So we started taking advantage of it by going to the park, riding bikes, and taking walks.  It's been really nice.  : ) &lt;br /&gt;Another thing to report is how much Willbon has taken to preschool.  He loves to go to school, and everyday Jessica goes he asks me if it's his turn to go too.  In his words he asks this by saying, "Will go play with trains?"  He is getting good at recognizing numbers and even a few letters.  His favorite song is a "days of the week" song.  He used to stand by the door and grab my arm as I left him, but now he gives me a kiss, says bye and gives his teacher Mrs. Brown a big hug.  It's great to see him adjust and enjoy school. &lt;br /&gt;Jessica also loves school.  She is starting to learn what phonics is all about, and she likes to ask me what letter everything starts with.  The biggest adjustment for her is learning to cope with the 4-yr old social drama.  Some days her best friend won't play with her, and sometimes she tells me about making new friends, and sometimes she tells me about girls telling her that she can't play with them and they're not going to invite her to their birthday party.  It's a rough life as a 4-yr old!  She has a tough time some days, but she'll get it all figured out. &lt;br /&gt;Jonathan is still trying his best to roll over.  No luck yet, but getting very close.  He is getting bigger and stronger and cuter everyday! &lt;br /&gt;Well that's the update for now.  Speaking of Jonathan, he just woke up, so times up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5421042247814802922?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5421042247814802922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5421042247814802922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5421042247814802922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5421042247814802922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5046069054123279039</id><published>2007-09-15T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:55:10.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My XBox boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I coach volleyball every afternoon, so when Will gets home from work he watches the children for an hour or so until I get home.  Oft times I come home and this is where I find Will and Jonathan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RuvjqbOqmcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3jKce6xzqQY/s1600-h/gamers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RuvjqbOqmcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3jKce6xzqQY/s320/gamers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110428520185240002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's a close-up to show just how little Jonathan likes his Daddy-and-me time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RuvkFrOqmdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qPuVj1bp0gg/s1600-h/xbox+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RuvkFrOqmdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qPuVj1bp0gg/s320/xbox+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110428988336675282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7418205785023496649-5046069054123279039?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5046069054123279039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5046069054123279039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5046069054123279039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5046069054123279039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-xbox-boys.html' title='My XBox boys'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RuvjqbOqmcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3jKce6xzqQY/s72-c/gamers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3176913633506084236</id><published>2007-09-07T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:57:22.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Giant!</title><content type='html'>I took Jonathan to the doctor today for his 4 month shots.  He got measured and weighed, so I thought I would give you all the update.  He is still in the running to be the next great linebacker for the BYU Cougars (or Florida Gators).  At almost 18 and a half pounds, he is still off the charts for weight, and at 26.5 inches long he is at the very top of the chart for height. &lt;br /&gt;I took Willbon with me, and when the doctor came in and saw the two of them, he said, "Which one is the 4 month old?"&lt;br /&gt;So Jonathan is a healthy little chunk of a baby.  (Darc -- Do you remember telling me way back when that you wanted to have a rolly-polly baby?  Well, that's a good way to describe Jonathan!)&lt;br /&gt;Just a comparison, Jessica was 18 and a half pounds when she turned one!!  Crazy right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-3176913633506084236?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3176913633506084236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3176913633506084236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3176913633506084236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3176913633506084236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/still-giant.html' title='Still Giant!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-645250889148444511</id><published>2007-09-05T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:09:25.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember if I mentioned this story on the blog, but several weeks ago Will took some scissors to my home-made curtains.  I got this picture of him looking too cute to cause so much trouble --  but make no mistake, the evidence is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9SBFpMYFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1w6WShLB4AI/s1600-h/trouble+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9SBFpMYFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1w6WShLB4AI/s320/trouble+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106890681109733458" 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/7418205785023496649-645250889148444511?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/645250889148444511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=645250889148444511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/645250889148444511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/645250889148444511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-comes-trouble.html' title='Here comes trouble'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9SBFpMYFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1w6WShLB4AI/s72-c/trouble+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1398085415291336742</id><published>2007-09-05T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:10:39.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin Rollin Rollin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First things first -- is this not the cutest baby you've ever seen?! &lt;br /&gt;(And look at those bright blue eyes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9QSVpMYEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Otd4qZ0dbO4/s1600-h/IMG_6497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9QSVpMYEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Otd4qZ0dbO4/s320/IMG_6497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888778439221314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan has started to try and roll over the last few days.  Any day now he'll flip himself onto his tummy.  I took this picture yesterday.  He had already wriggled himself mostly off the blanket and was a few kicks away from rolling over.  I'm not too excited that he's about to roll over, because I really like being able to leave him anywhere and know that he'll be there when I get back, but it's fun that he's getting bigger and learning new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9QH1pMYDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BDu22HsICGc/s1600-h/IMG_6492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9QH1pMYDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BDu22HsICGc/s320/IMG_6492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888598050594866" 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/7418205785023496649-1398085415291336742?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1398085415291336742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1398085415291336742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1398085415291336742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1398085415291336742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/rollin-rollin-rollin.html' title='Rollin Rollin Rollin'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9QSVpMYEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Otd4qZ0dbO4/s72-c/IMG_6497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2036551107533314001</id><published>2007-09-05T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:13:22.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the baby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9PIVpMYBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sjLfsl2c6pc/s1600-h/IMG_6410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9PIVpMYBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sjLfsl2c6pc/s320/IMG_6410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106887507128901650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had laid Jonathan down to change his diaper, and then someone came to the door.  I finished up and got the door.  After visiting for a few minutes I went back to get the baby and this is what I saw.  I guess the little tyke was tired!  There is nothing quite as sweet as a sleeping baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9UDVpMYGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cpxKn10bAKs/s1600-h/IMG_6408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9UDVpMYGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cpxKn10bAKs/s320/IMG_6408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106892918787694690" 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/7418205785023496649-2036551107533314001?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2036551107533314001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2036551107533314001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2036551107533314001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2036551107533314001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/wheres-baby.html' title='Where&apos;s the baby?'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9PIVpMYBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sjLfsl2c6pc/s72-c/IMG_6410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6787165363281620131</id><published>2007-09-05T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:44:24.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A toy for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9NGlpMYAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wS9FjqChmkQ/s1600-h/IMG_6476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9NGlpMYAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wS9FjqChmkQ/s320/IMG_6476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885278040875010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to splurge on an excersaucer for little Jonathan this weekend.  We had one for Jessica and Will, but they wore it out, and I kept putting off buying another one because they are kind of pricey.  When we first put Jonathan in the seat, he was so excited!  His eyes got big and bright and his arms started wiggling all around.  He didn't know what to look at first.  It has definitely been a big hit, and I think Jonathan was excited to have something all his own that big brother and sister couldn't take away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9M_1pMX_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/qrqYgWd9nFk/s1600-h/saucer+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9M_1pMX_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/qrqYgWd9nFk/s320/saucer+pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885162076758002" 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/7418205785023496649-6787165363281620131?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6787165363281620131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6787165363281620131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6787165363281620131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6787165363281620131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/09/toy-for-me.html' title='A toy for me!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rt9NGlpMYAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wS9FjqChmkQ/s72-c/IMG_6476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5836438551538720112</id><published>2007-08-31T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:00:08.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A first for everything!</title><content type='html'>Tonight we succeeding in doing something that has only taken 4 and a half years.  : /  We tired Jessica out!&lt;br /&gt;Some quick background:  Jessica has been crying herself to sleep basically since she was born.  She hates going to sleep and fights every nap and every bedtime.  It's just been something that we've grown used to.  There have been many many times when we've had busy days or late nights, and we would think, "Well, maybe Jessica will be so tired that naptime or bedtime won't be such an issue this time.   We have always been wrong, and no matter how busy the day or late the night, Jessica never seems to be out of energy. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight Will had a planning meeting at a friends house, and the family was invited for a cook out (Florida speak for BBQ) and to swim while they planned stuff.  I swam with Jessica and Will for awhile, and then joined the meeting while Jessica kept swimming and playing with some of the other children there.  By the time we got home and ready for bed it was 9:00 pm (one hour past normal bedtime.)  As we were kneeling down for prayer, Jessica said, "Can we please hurry because I am out of energy and I need to go get in bed." &lt;br /&gt;I think my jaw hit the floor!!  What?!!  Jessica out of energy and asking to go to bed?!!  Who is this girl, and what has she done with my daughter!  I was still in shock as the prayer ended and Jessica went straight to bed without complaint.  By the time I got up to go give her hugs and kisses she was under the covers and closing her eyes.  I guess she really was out of energy.  I didn't think it was possible for my little firecracker to run out of energy, but I guess there really is a first for everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5836438551538720112?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5836438551538720112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5836438551538720112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5836438551538720112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5836438551538720112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-for-everything.html' title='A first for everything!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2165488149293433149</id><published>2007-08-28T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:41:01.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PreKindergarden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica is loving going to school everyday!  She has a lot of fun and has made lots of new friends.  She usually is so excited once she gets home that she talks and talks.  Throughout the rest of the day she remembers things that she did and she tells me lots of stories.  My favorite so far is when I asked her if she ever played with any of the boys in her class.  She told me that they just like to hug and then fall to the floor, and they get in trouble.  I told her that's called wrestling, and it's a boy thing.  She said that she likes to play girl things.  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RtRPHVpMX-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/MmUwaVcoiy4/s1600-h/IMG_6444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RtRPHVpMX-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/MmUwaVcoiy4/s320/IMG_6444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103791265205215202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture I took of Jessica on her first day.  I'll admit it, when I dropped her off I got a bit teary eyed.  I love to watch her grow up, but with each milestone there is a bit of sadness that her childhood is slipping away so quickly! &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/7418205785023496649-2165488149293433149?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2165488149293433149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2165488149293433149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2165488149293433149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2165488149293433149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/prekindergarden.html' title='PreKindergarden'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RtRPHVpMX-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/MmUwaVcoiy4/s72-c/IMG_6444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-3746716616552854581</id><published>2007-08-19T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:28:32.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dots or spots?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to post this picture.  I came home from volleyball a few days ago, and Jessica wasn't there at the door to greet me.  Will told me that she was hiding, because she was afraid she would be in trouble as soon as I saw her.  This got me curious, so I started looking for her.  When I found her, I almost didn't recognize her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsi1hVpMX8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZeAX1CML9Is/s1600-h/IMG_6396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsi1hVpMX8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZeAX1CML9Is/s320/IMG_6396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100526162347319234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't help but laugh.  After she realized I wasn't mad, and she came out from behind the couch, I asked her what she was thinking.  She responded (with a "duh mom" tone of voice), "I was dressing up like a leopard."   Of course!!  I should have known.  It took a few baths to get her out of her leapard costume, but these are the moments when I am glad that I have a camera!  Having children sure keeps life interesting!  : )&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/7418205785023496649-3746716616552854581?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3746716616552854581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=3746716616552854581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3746716616552854581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/3746716616552854581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/dots-or-spots.html' title='Dots or spots?'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsi1hVpMX8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZeAX1CML9Is/s72-c/IMG_6396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5686170192670277780</id><published>2007-08-19T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:16:39.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemo Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Will requested a Nemo cake, I thought "No problem", but it was pretty tricky.  As I was finishing putting the last little bit of frosting on, I started wondering why I didn't just go to Walmart and buy a cake with Nemo on it!  I was also thinking that cake decorating, and an art degree should be required for motherhood.  The real test came when Jessica came downstairs to see how I was doing, and she commented, "Well Mom, it's almost cute."  Thanks Jessica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsix9FpMX7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lagw2XSPS4Q/s1600-h/IMG_6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsix9FpMX7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lagw2XSPS4Q/s320/IMG_6411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100522241042177970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Will loved it!!  He recognized it as Nemo, and that was what counts.  He had a great day, and today he's been happy happy playing with all his new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma got here last night, and Jessica and Will have wasted no time keeping her busy with games and books and vying for her attention.  The house is full of happy playing noises, and it's very nice!&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/7418205785023496649-5686170192670277780?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5686170192670277780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5686170192670277780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5686170192670277780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5686170192670277780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/nemo-cake.html' title='Nemo Cake'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rsix9FpMX7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lagw2XSPS4Q/s72-c/IMG_6411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6456682959729941265</id><published>2007-08-18T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T06:51:12.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Willbon!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that my little boy is three years old today!!  Time sure does fly.  I was sort of hoping that turning three would mean that Will's stubborn/independent phase would turn into a cooperative/obedient phase -- no such luck just yet!  I'll keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Curtis is coming to visit tonight.  We are really excited that she could come, and Jessica and Will have been counting down the days.  Will knew that Grandma was coming on his birthday, so this morning when the doorbell rang, he started yelling, "Gramma!!  Gramma!!"  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica helped me wrap some presents this morning, and Will was pretty upset that he was not being included.  So after we got everything wrapped, we let Will help us write names on the gifts.  He carefully drew some lines while saying various letters like "f -- r -- p".  (They all looked a lot like l's, but he was trying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to make a Nemo cake.  If it turns out I'll post a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet three year old!!  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-6456682959729941265?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6456682959729941265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6456682959729941265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6456682959729941265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6456682959729941265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-willbon.html' title='Happy Birthday Willbon!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2981522028544972616</id><published>2007-08-09T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:22:33.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy and Hectic!</title><content type='html'>Well, this last week or so has been crazy insane!!  Getting ready for girls camp was all-consuming, and little Jonathan has decided not to sleep from about 1-3 am every night!!  I have been taking everything one day at a time trying to stay sane.  Jonathan is soooo cute, but he is sure trying our patience lately.  When he wakes up, he's not hungry, he just wants attention.  He'll scream and scream, and the second I hold his hand and start talking to him he coos and smiles and wiggles all around.  He just doesn't realize that it's the middle of the night, and I am too tired to play!  Then when I leave he screams again.  : /  We've tried just about everything we can think of.  All the things that worked with Jessica and Will he's just not interested in.  We are getting pretty sleep deprived.  Anybody want a cute little baby that will play and smile at you all night long? . . . as long as you don't try and fall asleep on the job?  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-2981522028544972616?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2981522028544972616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2981522028544972616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2981522028544972616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2981522028544972616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-and-hectic.html' title='Crazy and Hectic!'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1515320227677451779</id><published>2007-08-01T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T12:12:07.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice from Jessica</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Jessica was not being very nice to her brother Will.  I started talking to her about why it is important that she be nice to her brother when she tilted her head to the side and interrupted me with this serious comment:  "Mom, I was trying to be nice, but sometimes you win, and sometimes you lose.  That's just the way the world works."  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-1515320227677451779?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1515320227677451779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1515320227677451779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1515320227677451779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1515320227677451779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/08/advice-from-jessica.html' title='Advice from Jessica'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-410557129525285337</id><published>2007-07-28T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:23:29.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have several cute pictures to add to my blog from the last few days, but we got a new computer, and Will is still getting things put together -- including moving my photo card reader to the new computer.  Hopefully we'll get everything done this weekend, and we'll be up and running again by Monday.&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/7418205785023496649-410557129525285337?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/410557129525285337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=410557129525285337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/410557129525285337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/410557129525285337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-computer.html' title='New Computer'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4984499162245698707</id><published>2007-07-25T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T12:41:02.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Home Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica talked about families at church on Sunday in her Primary class, and her teachers must have talked to her about having family home evening.  She told me yesterday that she was supposed to remind us.  : )  So we decided to do it last night.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about homes and families and Will and I told stories to Jessica and Willbon about when we were little.  We shared stories about things we liked to do and memories of places we went and traditions we had.  Jessica loved it!  She kept saying, "I like that too!  Just like you!"  I told her about being a secret leprechaun and this morning she remembered all the details and asked when we could do it again.  Will talked about having the beach in his back yard.  Jessica thought that would be so fun, and it made Willbon want to go to the beach!  A few things the children shared were:  Jessica's favorite primary song is "Popcorn Popping", and Will's favorite food is tomatoes and smarties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqeYRDoBivI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-KuQtQIOXKg/s1600-h/IMG_6381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqeYRDoBivI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-KuQtQIOXKg/s320/IMG_6381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091205322564012786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For our treat/activity we made houses out of graham crackers and frosting and candy.  We had a lot of fun.  Thanks to Jessica's primary teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqeYAjoBiuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FeCPqgVJjhw/s1600-h/IMG_6380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqeYAjoBiuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FeCPqgVJjhw/s320/IMG_6380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091205039096171234" 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/7418205785023496649-4984499162245698707?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4984499162245698707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4984499162245698707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4984499162245698707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4984499162245698707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-home-evening.html' title='Family Home Evening'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqeYRDoBivI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-KuQtQIOXKg/s72-c/IMG_6381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5392307294487070001</id><published>2007-07-24T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:32:18.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball Camp</title><content type='html'>We started volleyball camp yesterday.  For anyone that doesn't know I coach a Middle School volleyball team.  We had fun, but I'm pretty worried because I found out that 3 of my starters are going to different schools this year!!  Yikes!  Hopefully we'll get some new girls to take their places.  (Keeping my fingers crossed!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-5392307294487070001?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5392307294487070001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5392307294487070001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5392307294487070001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5392307294487070001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/volleyball-camp.html' title='Volleyball Camp'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-8862762938002375004</id><published>2007-07-22T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:57:29.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet little Jonathan was blessed today.  It was a very nice blessing and even though we weren't with our family, I felt grateful for our wonderful friends that made the moment special.  I wasn't able to duplicate Mom's shorthand, but I did take notes so that Jonathan can look at them someday.   He started crying when all the men were trying to get situated in the circle, but once Will started the blessing he quieted right down.  : )  That's my boy!  I barely got his little outfit over his chubby little tummy, and once I did I couldn't believe how handsome he looked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQGFjoBirI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JvNisMILCzA/s1600-h/IMG_6319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQGFjoBirI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JvNisMILCzA/s320/IMG_6319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090200171367729842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning I was talking to Jessica about what a blessing is, and she was very interested.  She started coming up with a list of things that she wanted her Daddy to say.  At the top of the list was a blessing that he could grow up fast so that he could play with her.  Next was that he would be obedient and be a good example.  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQJLToBitI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Td6llPya-q8/s1600-h/family+picture+blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQJLToBitI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Td6llPya-q8/s320/family+picture+blessing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090203568686861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We missed all of you today!  We feel very blessed to have such great families.  We love you!&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/7418205785023496649-8862762938002375004?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8862762938002375004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=8862762938002375004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8862762938002375004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8862762938002375004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing day'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQGFjoBirI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JvNisMILCzA/s72-c/IMG_6319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-517904107829234219</id><published>2007-07-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:34:28.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was our Stake Pioneer Day Celebration.  It was very hot and humid, but we decided to brave it anyway.  There were lots of pioneer games and cute covered wagons that different people made out of little red wagons.  Jessica and Will both tried their hand at the stick pull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready . . . . set . . . go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQEtDoBiqI/AAAAAAAAADs/-ZtNkNnDmHA/s1600-h/IMG_6293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQEtDoBiqI/AAAAAAAAADs/-ZtNkNnDmHA/s320/IMG_6293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090198650949307042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica didn't quite pull hard enough, but she had fun anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQEcjoBipI/AAAAAAAAADk/irIJA8qDugk/s1600-h/IMG_6296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQEcjoBipI/AAAAAAAAADk/irIJA8qDugk/s320/IMG_6296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090198367481465490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will was eager to try, but when it came down to it neither he or the girl he was with wanted to pull very hard.  They both just let go when they could feel the other one pulling.  It was pretty cute.  We called it a tie, and Jessica was thrilled that he got a tie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqP9bjoBioI/AAAAAAAAADc/PubghS0I21E/s1600-h/IMG_6297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqP9bjoBioI/AAAAAAAAADc/PubghS0I21E/s320/IMG_6297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090190653720201858" 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/7418205785023496649-517904107829234219?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/517904107829234219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=517904107829234219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/517904107829234219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/517904107829234219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/pioneer-day.html' title='Pioneer Day'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqQEtDoBiqI/AAAAAAAAADs/-ZtNkNnDmHA/s72-c/IMG_6293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-89765733486362725</id><published>2007-07-21T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:37:05.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspens birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning we went to help clean up the church.  Jessica and Will helped me clean all the windows and glass.  Jessica dusted all the wood in the chapel and all the pianos, Willbon erased all the chalk boards and arranged the hymn books on the chairs.  I'm not sure how much we really got done, but I thought it was important to go and show Jessica and Will that we need to help take care of the church and keep it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went straight to Aspens birthday party.  She was having a Princess party at a place called "Parties to Remember".  They do everything for you, you just show up.  The decorations were pretty cool.  The whole room looked like a castle.  Wills favorite part was the punch fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqJPnDoBilI/AAAAAAAAADE/GTW58qYKXh4/s1600-h/IMG_6274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqJPnDoBilI/AAAAAAAAADE/GTW58qYKXh4/s320/IMG_6274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089718061288753746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica got to sing karaoke.  She sang her favorite -- "Part of your world" from the Little Mermaid.  Notice she's wearing her Piniata skirt.  She told me this morning that this is the perfect party outfit!  I had to agree.  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqJQYzoBinI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ra41FNvRBbo/s1600-h/IMG_6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqJQYzoBinI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ra41FNvRBbo/s320/IMG_6282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089718915987245682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7418205785023496649-89765733486362725?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/89765733486362725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=89765733486362725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/89765733486362725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/89765733486362725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/aspens-birthday.html' title='Aspens birthday'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqJPnDoBilI/AAAAAAAAADE/GTW58qYKXh4/s72-c/IMG_6274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4457537124076231649</id><published>2007-07-20T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T19:43:03.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we went to see the Blue Angels in Pensacola.  As I finished packing the car I started thinking that I was probably CRAZY to go with three children by myself, but Will has taken so much time off work that he couldn't come with us.  : /  I decided to go for it.  WE ended up having a really good time.  Of course, it's not much of a surprise when you think about how much Will loves airplanes, and the beach! Jessica had a good time too, and Jonathan . . . well . . . he was either sleeping or eating, so I think he had a good time too.&lt;br /&gt;I had a really hard time trying ot hold Jonathan and get Will to stand somewhere I could get a picture of him and the planes in the background, so this was as good as I could do.  (Look really hard at the far left of the picture!  There are 4 angels flying in formation back there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqYDoBikI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6QPXsvvBdwI/s1600-h/IMG_6263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqYDoBikI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6QPXsvvBdwI/s320/IMG_6263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089466015427955266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the Blue Angels first performance since that crash a few months ago where one of the pilots died.  They started off the show with this one airplane flying seperate from the rest.  (Maybe to honor him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqLjoBijI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WJTgZwicJJM/s1600-h/IMG_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqLjoBijI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WJTgZwicJJM/s320/IMG_6260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089465800679590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the Angels started flying there were lots of other planes and helicopters doing stunts.  Jessica said her favorite part was when the coast guard helicopter dropped someone into the water and then picked them back up again.  It was pretty cool.  The water was flying everywhere when the helicopter was hovering above the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqAjoBiiI/AAAAAAAAACs/Z3zjTW18-Gw/s1600-h/IMG_6241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqAjoBiiI/AAAAAAAAACs/Z3zjTW18-Gw/s320/IMG_6241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089465611701029410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is just something about the Blue Angels that makes me feel so patriotic.  As I saw the planes come in for the first time, I had this overwhelming gratitude come over me.  I was grateful to be living in a free country.  I was grateful to the men and women serving in the military.  I felt so blessed to be there at that moment with my beautiful children.  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFpfDoBihI/AAAAAAAAACk/6vRaOdKX7r8/s1600-h/IMG_6271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFpfDoBihI/AAAAAAAAACk/6vRaOdKX7r8/s320/IMG_6271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089465036175411730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see it was pretty sunny, but that didn't stop us!  Will was pointing out the planes as they were about to make another pass.  We were there for 2 hours and he never got tired of yelling, "Airplane!" everytime he spotted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFpTDoBigI/AAAAAAAAACc/vmV_shd_Bxg/s1600-h/IMG_6225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFpTDoBigI/AAAAAAAAACc/vmV_shd_Bxg/s320/IMG_6225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089464830016981506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So all in all the day went really well . . . until I tried to back my car out of the spot I was in.  I parked at the edge of the white sandy beach, and I quickly learned that it's not only beautiful sand, but it's soft.  I was totally stuck!!  Luckily there were many people willing to help out (especially when they saw I was alone with three little ones!)  After 4 men couldn't even make the car budge by pushing it, we stopped a truck passing by that had a wench on the front of his truck.  In less than a minute he had pulled us free and we were on our way!  There were so many people around watching they applauded when we finally got out.  : )  Jessica got a kick out of the whole thing, and I was surprisingly calm.  It helped that I had some angels of my own to help out.  So anyway, NOTE TO SELF: Don't park on the sand!!&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/7418205785023496649-4457537124076231649?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4457537124076231649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4457537124076231649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4457537124076231649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4457537124076231649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/blue-angels.html' title='The Blue Angels'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RqFqYDoBikI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6QPXsvvBdwI/s72-c/IMG_6263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1853451277138778355</id><published>2007-07-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:28:59.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Laughs</title><content type='html'>Will and I saw the funniest show last night on ABC called Just for Laughs.  It's a hidden camera show that started in Canada.  Check out the clips on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/justforlaughs/index"&gt;ABC.com here&lt;/a&gt;, and make sure you check it out next Tuesday.  I don't think I've laughed that hard at something on TV for a long time . . . if ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-1853451277138778355?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1853451277138778355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1853451277138778355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1853451277138778355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1853451277138778355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just for Laughs'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-4278759077093221000</id><published>2007-07-17T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:49:07.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from Fort Worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will was a happy boy when he saw all the balls and cars at the DiGi's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz-1ZjInII/AAAAAAAAACU/wmNjvytsLtU/s1600-h/IMG_5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz-1ZjInII/AAAAAAAAACU/wmNjvytsLtU/s320/IMG_5879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088221872366591106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica loves this cute dress Grandma Curtis bought for her.  She calls it her flower dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz-rJjInHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZZpzQuyCJ84/s1600-h/IMG_5874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz-rJjInHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZZpzQuyCJ84/s320/IMG_5874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088221696272931954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a tour of the Rangers stadium.  They took us all over the stadium.  Jessica asked me later if I remembered going to all the secret places.  : )  The coolest part was going down into the dugout.  Will loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz9zZjInFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/p3sb_RQlWfE/s1600-h/IMG_5923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz9zZjInFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/p3sb_RQlWfE/s320/IMG_5923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088220738495224914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the highlight for me (other than seeing Elder Neeley) was going to the rodeo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz9M5jInEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yC8tLUzLQ6c/s1600-h/IMG_6104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz9M5jInEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yC8tLUzLQ6c/s320/IMG_6104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088220077070261314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all these good looking boys!  Jeff bought a car in Houston and drove up to surprise us.  It was fun to see him, and I'm glad that he got to meet Jonathan.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8mpjInDI/AAAAAAAAABs/z4QbuWc8bZ4/s1600-h/IMG_6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8mpjInDI/AAAAAAAAABs/z4QbuWc8bZ4/s320/IMG_6170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088219419940265010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica had a great time at the rodeo.  She really liked the bull riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8YZjInCI/AAAAAAAAABk/AVIB7wbM53U/s1600-h/IMG_6195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8YZjInCI/AAAAAAAAABk/AVIB7wbM53U/s320/IMG_6195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088219175127129122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jessica trying to stay on this bull!  She was trying out the moves she saw at the rodeo the night before! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8JpjInBI/AAAAAAAAABc/piyik8ukuVM/s1600-h/IMG_6213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz8JpjInBI/AAAAAAAAABc/piyik8ukuVM/s320/IMG_6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088218921724058642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had so much fun.  It ended too soon, but we can't wait to see y'all again. &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/7418205785023496649-4278759077093221000?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4278759077093221000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=4278759077093221000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4278759077093221000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/4278759077093221000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics-from-fort-worth.html' title='Pics from Fort Worth'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz-1ZjInII/AAAAAAAAACU/wmNjvytsLtU/s72-c/IMG_5879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-5596852799116028403</id><published>2007-07-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:23:04.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up Elder Neeley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad that we were able to be with Elder Neeley for his last few days in Texas.  It was soooo great to see him and spend time with him.  We had lots of fun!  I hope that we didn't cramp your style too much Elder Neeley.  I know that you were limited in what you could do since you had three little ones tagging along.  Thanks for inviting us to be with anyway.  It was a treasured experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz6gpjInAI/AAAAAAAAABU/G2d6-Jdyxlo/s1600-h/IMG_5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz6gpjInAI/AAAAAAAAABU/G2d6-Jdyxlo/s320/IMG_5884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088217117837794306" border="0" /&gt;&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/7418205785023496649-5596852799116028403?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5596852799116028403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=5596852799116028403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5596852799116028403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/5596852799116028403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/picking-up-elder-neeley.html' title='Picking up Elder Neeley'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz6gpjInAI/AAAAAAAAABU/G2d6-Jdyxlo/s72-c/IMG_5884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1841965006241253275</id><published>2007-07-17T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:16:20.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma Lynnie's b-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were sad to leave Houston, but excited to go to Fort Worth to see the Neeley Family. We arrived in time to celebrate Gramma Lynnie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz4m5jIm-I/AAAAAAAAABE/VUht5SjlZnw/s1600-h/IMG_5863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz4m5jIm-I/AAAAAAAAABE/VUht5SjlZnw/s320/IMG_5863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088215026188721122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan didn't waste anytime passing out those smiles again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz5KpjIm_I/AAAAAAAAABM/OItiBIQIkrY/s1600-h/IMG_5858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz5KpjIm_I/AAAAAAAAABM/OItiBIQIkrY/s320/IMG_5858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088215640369044466" 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/7418205785023496649-1841965006241253275?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1841965006241253275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1841965006241253275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1841965006241253275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1841965006241253275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/gramma-lynnies-b-day.html' title='Gramma Lynnie&apos;s b-day'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpz4m5jIm-I/AAAAAAAAABE/VUht5SjlZnw/s72-c/IMG_5863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-8786075594427531791</id><published>2007-07-17T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:57:06.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures we took while we were visiting.  There were lots of fun times and plenty of smiles to capture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a birthday celebration for Will, and as you can see, he really liked his present from Grandma and Grandpa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzzD5jIm8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YMnEcuxZxUM/s1600-h/IMG_5833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzzD5jIm8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YMnEcuxZxUM/s320/IMG_5833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088208927335160770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swimming and puppies!  Two of Wills favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzy5ZjIm7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/VlAMkiERAyo/s1600-h/IMG_5818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzy5ZjIm7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/VlAMkiERAyo/s320/IMG_5818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088208746946534322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica loved all the attention from her Aunts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzyr5jIm6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/asQYr0zGqV4/s1600-h/IMG_5750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzyr5jIm6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/asQYr0zGqV4/s320/IMG_5750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088208515018300322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan really enjoyed all the attention from Grandma.  He loves to be held, and Grandma has the perfect touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzyg5jIm5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aXEm1NDtkHY/s1600-h/IMG_5693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzyg5jIm5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aXEm1NDtkHY/s320/IMG_5693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088208326039739282" 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/7418205785023496649-8786075594427531791?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8786075594427531791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=8786075594427531791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8786075594427531791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/8786075594427531791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics-from-texas.html' title='Pics from Texas'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzzD5jIm8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YMnEcuxZxUM/s72-c/IMG_5833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-2007001255258835991</id><published>2007-07-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:44:32.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting the Curtis'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a lot of fun visiting the Curtis'.  We can't wait to come back.  Thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzxcZjIm4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/XjobIZMJp2U/s1600-h/IMG_5845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzxcZjIm4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/XjobIZMJp2U/s320/IMG_5845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088207149218700162" 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/7418205785023496649-2007001255258835991?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2007001255258835991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=2007001255258835991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2007001255258835991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/2007001255258835991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/visiting-curtis.html' title='Visiting the Curtis&apos;'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/RpzxcZjIm4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/XjobIZMJp2U/s72-c/IMG_5845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-6106189812553793223</id><published>2007-07-17T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:37:59.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jonathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Jonathan is changing and growing so fast.  He is a very good baby, and he loves to smile!  He doesn't laugh much, but his big smiles are very contagious!  I'm glad that our family got to watch him as he figured out what smiling was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzur5jIm3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1vzPPnP0YaU/s1600-h/IMG_5743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzur5jIm3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1vzPPnP0YaU/s320/IMG_5743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088204116971789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took Jonathan to the doctor today for his 2 month check-up.  He weighed 15 lbs 6 oz.  He is officially off the charts!  Our first baby to be off the charts!  He was 25.5 inches long which put him in the 95 % for height.  He has to get 4 shots and an oral vaccine.  He was NOT very happy after all that, but he recovered quickly.   We love him to pieces!&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/7418205785023496649-6106189812553793223?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6106189812553793223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=6106189812553793223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6106189812553793223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/6106189812553793223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/baby-jonathan.html' title='Baby Jonathan'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JQl6nQ3xRi0/Rpzur5jIm3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1vzPPnP0YaU/s72-c/IMG_5743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7418205785023496649.post-1198267412848714671</id><published>2007-07-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:20:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Well, we are finally home again after a fun trip to Texas to visit family.  The trip was fun, but the 15 hours in the car left a lot to be desired.  Anyway, as I was looking through our pictures last night and thinking about our trip, I decided to start this new blog.  We heard over and over again how our families wished that they could see us more often and spend more time with us.  Since I don't have the power to move Will's military job a little further west, I realized that I could be better at keeping in touch and posting pictures and stories of our lives here in Florida.  That way even though we don't live close, hopefully you all can feel more a part of our everyday lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7418205785023496649-1198267412848714671?l=willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1198267412848714671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7418205785023496649&amp;postID=1198267412848714671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1198267412848714671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7418205785023496649/posts/default/1198267412848714671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandemilycurtis.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Emily Curtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16855828515791124326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
